how many times can i say i'm sorry?

i'll try it again.

sorry, folks.

i've been trying to be a faithful blogger lately but apparently i've been sucking in that department.

i don't know... is it the weather? sleep deprivation? breastfeeding overload? tantrum saturation?

whatever the case, this zm has had a case of the BLAHS lately.
or maybe it's the UGHS.
either way, you get the picture. and it's just been a little harder to find the funny in my day.

never fear. i have a plan... lots of wine, cussing and chocolate chip cookies in the next few days should get me right back on track.

just when i think i've seen it all...

the little miss M goes and pukes in my mouth.

well, i had been wondering what my breastmilk tasted like. i guess now i know.