screaming me!me!

I have recently been criticized by some of my nearest and dearest because there isn't a whole lot of baby talk these days. So, to please the masses I'm posting that Jake's third tooth, the upper left front one, poked through Thursday. And he can stand now, which is terribly exciting for him. Jake seems to be a normal little boy doing normal little boy things. You'll get the big ten month update in a few days, but I have to warn you that there isn't anything witty or hilarious to tell you about the going-ons here at the Casa M. Life is almost (gulp) status quo. Run-of-the-mill, even. I feel like I may as well be living in Middle America. Typing that just made me shudder.
I grocery shop each week now, which is a big step. A big step to where, I'm not sure. I wash dishes every day and get up at 6.30am without an alarm. My dirty laundry doesn't pile up much but I have heaps of clean stuff waiting to be put away or put on, whichever comes first. I don't shower everyday and when I do I use plain old Dial soap. I buy in bulk now. My bath towels are from BJ's, just like Jake's formula. I forget to feed the cats and skip the gym sometimes. I drink pots and pots of coffee and eat canned soup. Right out of the can. I keep my poor nose to the proverbial grindstone, and it doesn't make for much of a good story.Unlike post-partum hormonal adventures and puke fountains, which provided tons and tons of blogfodder, the mid-winter blahs and fiscal mid-year deadlines just make for a good reason to nap.