Day Two

Ha ha...

So, I was wondering if you thought you would find another post here. Knowing me, you obviously know that I love to take on various challenging activities and quickly tire of them. Bread baking (although I still sometimes rock a loaf or two), knitting (although I always try to knit a new hat and eventually will pop out another one once I lose my current one), herbal teas (that didn't get very far past a couple trips to Teavana and a book called Zen and Japanese Culture), etc. You assumed I would give up both this project and the more pertinent one of my life tobacco/nicotine free, didn't you.

This morning, preparing for my Alonso's delivery, that is exactly what my inner smoker was saying to me. You guys know each other? Weird. Thee hath little faithe, my love, and I find that to be perfectly acceptable. Please, disbelieve me. Tell me I will fail once again. That's cool. Read me and validate me. I have too much pride to show even an ounce of my weaknesses and will therefore dominate you. I am not helpless; a little child wallowing in a ripcurrent to and fro. I am the sea, and I bite like Komodo Dragons motherfucker!