The other day I turned 31. I don't really care about the number, other than I think 31 is an ugly number. I'd rather be 32 for two years. Maybe I should just do that. haha I went shopping and found some really cute stuff. I got a pair of sailor-style linen pants, navy blue. I've been wanting some for like 5 years and I finally found the perfect pair! So it was a birthday success. Dh got me a red velvet cake and the family sweetly sang Happy Birthday. My children have the cutest little tone-deaf voices.
I am STILL working out regularly! No one is more surprised by this than myself. Usually I make it a week. But I'm coming up on a month. Haha Sad that that is a record for me.
I am working my way through The Windup Girl. For some reason it is taking me a long time to read this book. It is a post-apocalyptic novel set in Thailand. GMOs reign supreme, and engineered food plagues have wiped out almost everything. I find it terrifyingly possible. In 2010 when I first attempted this book I couldn't get into it. But in the past two years I've learned more about GMOs and Monsanto and whatnot, so it just doesn't seem all that farfetched to me.
And here is a video of Baby C. She is the wiggliest baby I have ever encountered. She wiggles while she nurses. She wiggles while you hold her in your lap. She wiggles while she eats in her high chair. The ONLY time she is still is when she is sleeping. By the way, the "chocolate bread" in the video does not contain chocolate. My children name all the different kinds of bread we buy. It's brown, so it's Chocolate Bread! (And delicious, btw.) Another kind has Haystack Rock on the bag, which reminds my children of a volcano, so they love to ask for Volcano Bread (it's a buttermilk bread, also quite yummy).