Is it September yet?

Darian came home from a 5 day camping trip with her friend yesterday. It was the first extended trip that she has taken that was not with my parents. I was a little nervous all week about all of the things that could go wrong while she was gone. Of course, she returned fine and all in one piece. I felt like I had just given birth to her again. I had to count all of her fingers and toes to make sure that she was complete. I am neurotic and that just proved it. I am unsure why I was so worried about her though. As according to my father I already ruined her by letting her sleep on the opposite side of the wall from where I had my 13 inch Zenith television. The radiation....it could have killed her. I wish I could remember if I counted her fingers and toes when I did actually have her (I was pretty drugged up)...maybe she was only born with 4 fingers and toes on each appendage and the television radiation caused the 5th one to grow....guess I will never know.

Just for Cammy

Well, I have been told on more than one occasion that I should have a blog....so here it is. Personally I don't think that I am interesting enough but who am I to disappoint my fans...(winkin' at you Cammy).

This is just a test post so it will be short besides it is too hard to type with a baby hanging from my breast.