Ever grab two brownies off of a plate in a dark room, take several bites before you wander into a room with the lights on, then, upon being able to see the little plate you are holding notice that it’s swarming with ants? If your answer is no, be grateful. If it’s yes, then can you please tell me how long it takes to get that ‘something is crawling down my throat’ gaggy feeling to go away?

My first mini album sold on ebay and I would like to thank the buyer and also the people who drove the price up. You know who you are. There are two more still going, and I already have another in the works. This ebay thing could be a good thing. At least it will keep me in paper and glue so my husband doesn’t have to take away my car keys and chop up my debit card.

Maggie is eating. Remember back when everything was nasty? She now thinks food is great. I try to be selective about what she eats, what with her immature digestive system and the fact that she needs healthy food more than sugar, but Jonas believes in the old ‘share and share alike,’ so Maggie has been eating whatever he sneaks out of the kitchen. Once this week I found them giggling on the kitchen floor shoving hand fulls of cheddar cheese into their faces. Another time, Jonas put his bowl of Hamburger Helper (which I make once a year just to remind myself that I don’t like it, even if it is easy) on the floor and walked away. I found Maggie five minutes later, face first in the bowl eating to her heart’s content. I’ve never seen an infant enjoy beef so much. Since the Hamburger Helper incident, Maggie will scream if I don’t give her some of what I’m eating. If I try to fake her out and give her freeze dried apples or vegetables while I’m snarfing Oreos and ice cream she has a total meltdown. I suppose this means I’m going to need to Be A Good Example, but in order for that to happen she is going to have to quit having night terrors because I’m so tired all I crave is chocolate and caffeine.

It’s my favorite day of the month, payday! And my friend in England commissioned me to make her daughters some scrapbook pages, so I have an iron clad reason to hit the scrapbook store! Woo-hoo!

The people from the camera shop in Connecticut called me last night and told me that Best Buy should be getting my camera in today. I called Best Buy and they said it wasn’t there yet, but they’d call me when it arrived. I was all, “yeah, right, when does your mail get in”. The guy told me to check after four. So, after four, I could possibly be getting my camera back! I’m quivering with excitement!