Yeah, so while I was home at lunch today I wrote this super-cute blog post about how today is my two-year anniversary. I even thoughtfully linked all three of the past blog posts which have the wedding pictures. There was an adorablespice "do not disturb" image, too.
It was all very posh and romantical.
Then, at the end of the post, I linked a picture of the two of us. But it was completely heinous, so I went to remove it.
And when I did, my entire post DISAPPEARED. And I tried to exit out before blogger saved said BLANK mother-lovin' post, but the damage was done.
An entire post. Eaten for lunch. By blogspot.
#Damnitalltohell.
Yup, it's just been that kind of week. Our air conditioner is on the fritz, and it's currently 82 god forsaken degrees in my house.
Plus, I am so hormonal, I could kick a puppy.
Hubs better not expect sex tonight in this sweltering climate. (Were hubs to read this, he would probably say he's waaay past expecting sex. I thought libido picked up during the second trimester of pregnancy. Apparently, I was mistaken.)
The "do not disturb" sign is no longer necessary. I should just go ahead and retitle this post.
Ain't love grand?
It was all very posh and romantical.
Then, at the end of the post, I linked a picture of the two of us. But it was completely heinous, so I went to remove it.
And when I did, my entire post DISAPPEARED. And I tried to exit out before blogger saved said BLANK mother-lovin' post, but the damage was done.
An entire post. Eaten for lunch. By blogspot.
#Damnitalltohell.
Yup, it's just been that kind of week. Our air conditioner is on the fritz, and it's currently 82 god forsaken degrees in my house.
Plus, I am so hormonal, I could kick a puppy.
Hubs better not expect sex tonight in this sweltering climate. (Were hubs to read this, he would probably say he's waaay past expecting sex. I thought libido picked up during the second trimester of pregnancy. Apparently, I was mistaken.)
The "do not disturb" sign is no longer necessary. I should just go ahead and retitle this post.
Ain't love grand?
Comments
I know the feeling!! You and I are on the same wave-length (minus the pregnancy).
I hope your night is sexless... have a cookie to help keep your spirits up... no one wants to see you kick a puppy.
xoxo