Oh my lord, I'm so tired. I have been sleeping terribly lately, despite the amazingly cool, open-window weather that I have been craving since the first heat wave started. I am a lover of all seasons, but cool, fall-like weather is my favorite, so this break in the heat has been a welcome one!
After a tense few weeks between Pete and I, things are slowly starting to get back to a more positive place. This marriage thing, this parenting thing, this compromise thing...they're no easy feat. I don't think it's easy in the best of circumstances and it can certainly be difficult in the harder times. Take two people like Pete and I- two stubborn, textbook Taurus people- and it makes the mix a little spicier than most. So, sometimes, we stumble in the marriage/compromise department. Things are good again, having moved from angry to civil to loving, but this time, I think we're going to use a lifeline to make sure things have a better chance of staying this way.
In other, completely random news, this afternoon PJ got angry when I told him "no" to something that he wanted. He started to jump up and down in protest and in the process, banged his little head into my jaw, smashing it shut....right on my tongue. Holy crap, y'all, I bit the shit out of it and it hurt! Like, seeing starts hurt, and this from someone who waited until she was 9cm to ask for an epidural! But, as it turns out, it also hurts to bang a head into my chin, so I had to comfort poor PJ while my mouth slowly filled with blood. Ewwwwww.... At any rate, the good news is that we both recovered nicely. :-)
More random: My sister-in-law told me a friend wanted her to run a 5k in August, but that she felt like that was too soon. I have a number of friends who run and have been wanting to start and, seeing an opportunity to have a partner, told her that I'd run the Brain Tumor Walk/Run with her in November. She said she needed motivation, so I told that, using my money, we could go shopping, and I'd let her trail me into Ann Taylor Loft and all those other stores that usually give me hives, and she could pick me out an outfit, from head to toe. And the whole time? I can't bitch, snark, or sarcasm. Which, essentially, means that I will have to remain silent the whole time. It sounds horrible, but I guess that my motivation is that having trained for a 5k, at least I'll look good while she drags me through those God-awful stores. So, there's that. Let's see if this actually gets off the ground.
Super random: I need something to read. Any suggestions?
And that's all I've got for tonight.