I can’t breathe…

March 18th, 2010

…but I won’t complain, because it’s just allergies. I will welcome this marshmallow-head feeling because I know it is a result of springtime, digging around in the gardens trying to clear them of winter debris.

Of walking down the road with my dog squatting to poo in the strip of grass on the right and my toddler squatting to mimic her in the strip of grass on the left.

As much as Hazel is 100% cautious with people, she is 100% reckless with her tiny little body. She runs down hills when she could barely walk them a few days ago. She makes dives for the end of the porch or the steps, knowing someone is behind her ready to grab her by the armpits. She falls down the same way ten times in a row before she tries something else. She is not afraid of anything when we are outside this house and it’s scaring the hell heck out of me.

Mikey found some website where you enter your URL and it gives you a percentage of your blog pages that contain a curse word. Mine is 35% or something like that, way higher than his. Which is weird.

2 responses

  1. Jess comments:

    you ain’t kiddin’! i can’t even let cana read your R rated blog! ;)

  2. Jess comments:

    i was just messing w/ you, btw.

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