My Salome Nature

Somewhere along the way you realize the desire to be perfect is not the accomplishment of that feat. Either that paralyzes you, or you make your peace with it. This is my attempt at peace.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

In our house, Ferber is the F word.

Last night, I offered Josh 50 bucks if he'd just go back to sleep. He refused. This kid plays hardball.

I'm sick. Josh is sick. Sucky times.

Need to put head down in horizontal position. Bye.

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