I have a twitter account. I don't use it much, because I don't have a desk job or an iPhone. (Okay, I HAVE a desk job, but I won't be at it for another month.) But the other day I thought, "things must be getting better. I cleaned a toilet for the first time in 7 months." Then I thought, I would tweet that, if I wasn't cleaning the bathroom. Some of the other things that I would have tweeted recently if I had been near the computer when the thoughts occurred to me:
Who set the rule that at least one of the 5 of us must be crying at all times?
care.com is better than craigslist for finding a nanny. but is it $30 better?
Am I the only one who gets a name or phrase stuck in her head for a day, only to have it replaced by some other word the next?
Ian thinks it is hilarious when I mock his crabby cries. Good to know.
Who keeps googling "scroti rhode island" and finding me? What is that about?*
I told Chris we should keep the temp cooler in the evenings, but now I'm cold.
Whenever I read a post about some newly potty-trained kid my stomach does a sad flip-flop.
Keeping the leftover Halloween candy in the freezer is no impediment to me eating it all.
Is it terrible that I want to hire someone because they said two kids were "as different as chalk and cheese"?
Ada and I have been talking about trees a lot lately.
Writing this post is making me wonder "so why didn't I just post these to twitter?"
*I figured it out. Rhode Island School of Design's mascot.