Five Fingers

Best. Shoes. Ever. 

You should get some. 

My dear friends Eric and Tris had their baby yesterday morning! It's a boy!! And his name is Reid. And he's perfect. I can't wait to meet him tonight! 

I refuse to get caught up in all this Twitter nonsense. (I'll probably have an account next week.)

I'm really hoping that Sara and Mom will want to go outlet shopping with me next weekend while we're at the beach...please, pretty please? I'm your favorite (and only) sistah, Sara. And Mom, who's given you countless french manicures?

I just don't know if I'm digging my new background. The white was boring, but this pattern hurts my brain. Must think of something else......

Erin, can I call Holland "Moon Child" after she's born?

Night before last, I was boiling David some eggs like he asked me to. Six, to be exact. Set them in the pot...filled it with water...turned it on high. About an hour later, I'm sitting here and I smell something unusual. I've never smelled that before. Thought, "Am I cooking something?" THE EGGS! I ran in there and yep...all of the water had boiled out and the eggs were sitting on the bare bottom of the pot. Poor eggs, looking up at me saying "Why....why?" There was no salvaging them. I've never done that before. 

On the same note, went for a walk the other afternoon. I usually walk against oncoming traffic so I can see the cars coming. Could. not. for. the. life. of. me. remember which side you're supposed to drive on. I actually had to stop and think for a second. I can remember the entire poem of "The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere" from 7th grade, but I can't remember what side of the road to drive on. 

Today is Good Friday...I'm very thankful for it. Because a little less than 2,000 years ago, it was a pretty bad Friday for Someone Else. Someone who took my place...I am undeserving and I am eternally grateful. 

Happy Easter, kids!