Kind Of A Big Deal Around Here

I have a major announcement:

Tomorrow I have an actual appointment at a bonafide beauty salon. I will be going all by my self. Again, All. By. My. Self.

I have not had an appointment of any sort besides the doctor since before Buckaroo was born. I have driven in the car, without Buckaroo, to go do stuff in the Outside World maybe 3 or 4 times since he was born (and 2 of those were doctor's appointments). I am so excited, I can barely type.

Well, I take that back, I've made a half a dozen jaunts to the country market down the road for half-and-half or whatever. So, technically, the number is higher.

But guess what else. You can't. After I get my hair cut, I am going to Michael's. I am going to wander the hallowed halls of unnecessary craft supplies. I will probably even buy something. Maybe something related to Buckaroo's birthday party. I don't know. I don't know. There's no way to know. We'll see. But I know I am going to take my time. It is a good thing they don't sell martinis there.

My son smells so bad right now. He has completed some business in his diaper. But I'm not done here yet. I want to make another declaration: I cleaned the microwave. I feel so freakin' competent right now.

Ok. This diaper is not kidding. I need to go deal with it.

More later,
Nellie