My belly button, after disappearing for a matter of weeks, is slowly reversing polarity due to the increasing size of the passenger in my abdomen. Am I really supposed to care who won the Oscars or the Emmys or the Yummys or whatever the heck awards show my various social media feeds are yammering on about this morning? ‘Cause I just don’t have it in me today.
Sorry for the brief post. Four hours of sleep. Spent $80 and several hours yesterday learning that my daughter’s lingering sinus infection was caused by her shoving a battery up her nose. Two weeks ago. Yet another reason why I am failing to give a crap about whose ugly dress was uglier.