OK, I made it out of babysitting land alive. After a brief episode of hysterics punctuated by ear splitting screams of "MOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYY!!!!" I was totally fine. Ha. We went to the park and played Legos and blocks and read books and put "Baby" the babydoll to bed...all in all, I think neither of us are any worse for the wear, although changing diapers is not my strong suit -- I have a weak stomach, something I sometimes forget about but am usually reminded of in just the most miraculous and creative ways. I was paid for my services in Godiva Chocolate Cheesecake, so basically what I'm telling you is that it was all worth it!
I cannot believe it's Sunday night already, where did the weekend go? Oh well, my boyfriend James Spader is apparently taking the night off, as are my girls over at Desperate Housewives...no good TV for me tonight, only the stupid Oscars which I think are totally ridiculous and self-serving and a huge waste of time and money. I plan to eat my cheesecake and try to catch up on Admiralty reading. Mmmmmm...cheesecake.
