five.

1. I have been listening to Top 40 lately. Dance-y, rap-y Top 40. Now that I’ve got Max in the car with me most of the time, the days of cranking up the stereo are few and far between. So I just pick a station and keep it on low and somewhat oddly I’ve been choosing the Top 40 stations. I find myself liking songs that are fun and finding out later that they’re by people like Flo Rida and Pit Bull and Drake. Which, really? It’s sorta weird. But highly enjoyable. Plus, I guess, I’ve long outgrown liking music/musicians that are ‘cool’ for the sake of. I have zero aspirations of being a hipster to any degree or trying to impress someone by my preferred musical stylings.

2. The babe woke up at 10:30am this morning. I love this kid. He LOVES his sleep (just like his mom). He started sleeping through the night at 10weeks old. And not your by-the-definition 6 hours uninterrupted. Oh, no. He goes, on average, 11 hours. It is so very, very awesome. I fear the next one will loathe proper sleep and that alone keeps us from being sure we’ll take the leap again. Ok, not really. Maybe a little bit.

3. The new-ish friend-ish person mentioned in my last entry who is a Jesus Warrior? I have to say that I’m very much enjoying the preposterously lengthy status updates. I mean, she’s GONE on God. Everything is about giving praise to such an extent its ridiculous, on even completely unrelated topics. It’s slightly comical. Ok, more than slightly. Shit. I’m going to hell, aren’t I? (like that?)

4. I miss Game of Thrones. I miss Girls, too, even though it’s not even been 24 hours yet.

5. Last weekend was my sixth wedding anniversary with Eric. We’ve been together for over nine years now. It’s hard to believe that he was once just another diarist on this site. One whom I didn’t particularly care for, at that! Now he’s my husband, my partner, my best friend. The father of my gorgeous little boy. He is still the person I can talk to for hours. We never run out. He takes care of me, of us, in all the right ways, little and big. He cracks me up, still, all the time. And so much more. I love the life we’ve made.