blaaaaaaaaaaah.

I have run out of things to blog about. I'm sorry. If you scroll through my previous blog posts, you'll see the lack of material. I'm really trying to be peppy and fun but it's becoming harder and harder to fake happiness. I'm really not happy very often. I try to sleep as much as possible each day so that the day will hurry up and end. I will do whatever it takes to rush through August. I am, quite frankly, sick to death of explaining our story and how "sad" it is that we're separated. The only two things that can bring a smile on my face right now are Clayton and Hudson. Tomorrow is our Last Day O' the Summer Picnic, courtesy of Christine.

Thank God for her.


On a happier note, I was pleasantly shocked to check my email this afternoon and find a message from MckMama herself. Folks, this was like huge for me. I mean, I'm not obsessed or anything. Unless you call searching Ikea's website for furniture and home accessories so that I can be just like MckMama an obsession. Then, in that case, I'm obsessed.



Oh, and two random pictures: