Thanks to those who replied to my lonely pity party!  I do have grownup writer friends!  I've been so swamped in baby supplies and reruns of "The Suite Life of Zack and Cody" that I thought I had dropped off the planet!  Yep, that's my life.  A lot can be said about one's life when examining the shows their children watch, and the amount of diapers the other one goes through.

On a strange note, my baby slept THROUGH THE NIGHT last night.  Scared the crap outta me!  I woke up with my husband's alarm, and had that panic moment when I realized that I never got up with the baby last night.  That, compounded with the fact that I-gasp in horror-put him down on his tummy last night, due to a stuffy nose.  I ran downstairs, and he was FINE!  I actually had to wake him up!

Now that I've said this, tonight is probably going to be hell, with no sleep at all.

My husband and I have been having a sort of debate about blogs.  His idea of a blog was kind of like a portfolio or resume.  Networking with the intent of getting ideas out there in hopes of getting referrals for work.  He's in school now for graphic web design, so that's his primary focus.  So he was rather surprised to discover that blogs can also just be really long Twitters, diary entries, rant sessions, etc.  Don't knock it.  With his goal being in design, he doesn't look at blogs or Twits unless it has some educational tag to it.  So he really didn't understand why many people would post online journal entries.  He doesn't keep up on my blog very often, and that's all my blog is!

Well, time to go.  Another day of getting nothing accomplished, and I need to get the baby from daycare.  Which seems to be going well, under the circumstances.  Two new teachers started in the baby room on the same day we started taking him there.  And apparently, while they have the qualifications to work there, it had been a long time since they had been with babies.  I had to explain the bottle system I use with my baby, as apparently there was some confusion yesterday!  Oh well.  The kid was handed to me alive and in good shape, and no diaper rash.

Have a good day, everyone!