1. I realized this morning that the expiration date on Mary Bullock’s milk is September 18th, which yesterday I remember thinking was some point in the distant future. Like, next week maybe? And then today it dawned on me that that couldn’t possibly be true. A calendar check verified this. A smell check double verified. Ick. Sorry, baby.
2. I got into the shower this morning with my glasses on. And this was after 1.5 cups of coffee.
There is good news, however.
A. It’s naptime.
B. I DVR’d Glee last night. Oh yes.
Don’t bother me for the next hour. I’m re-programing my brain with teen melodrama in song.