A few scattered thoughts

This blogging thing is going to be harder than I thought. How do people come up with witty/heartfelt/amazing blogs several times a week? I can barely manage one or two and it all depends on the drama of my own life. No drama = nothing to blog. And quite frankly, I prefer things to be drama-free. I get enough of that teaching middle schoolers. Oh god, it's like the stuff radiates from their oily pubescent pores. (Shudder.)

Frankly, my life tends to be on the boring side. I'm a homebody and so is Mr. Clean, which means we don't get out much. I guess the upside to this is that there will be no dramatic shift in our social lives once Baby arrives. We're used to being boring losers. So, we will just be boring losers with a baby. That poor kid has her work cut out for her.

Maybe that's the upside to having a kid. It forces us off our couch potato butts and out into the world. There are trips to the zoo and the aquarium and Disneyland to plan, not to mention the museum, the ocean, and grandma and grandpa's house. Mr. Clean has never been to Disneyland. Poor, sheltered man. His parents weren't really fans of getting out the house either. Note to self: Take Mr. Clean and Baby to Disneyland. Do not end up like Mr. Clean's parents. Ohmygod, please do not end up like them. (These people only leave the house to go to work and of course shopping at WalMart on occasion. Double shudder.)


I think it's time to invest in a good travel agent.