somedays i try to be so prepared. i get up early. i wear my hot new outfit that follws the school girl theme i've been working on lately. and prepare to go visit my baby nephew who has the measles. and i miss my bus and am forced to spend half an hour at the bus stop waiting for the next one.

so i take like a million self portraits.

check this sample photo out. i picked it due to the curl to the left of the picture. cute as.


and my phone has this super loud photo noise like a shutter clicking shut. and i can't figure how to turn it off. which means everyone on the street this morning would have heard me taking self portraits. that's if they didn't see me. and i should really face it: they saw me. i tried taking pictures of the scenery but it wasn't particularly satisfying and i felt worried that the people around me would think i was photographing them like some kind of crazed psychopath. i hope they just think i'm incredibly vain.

anyway, eventually my bus came. and i got to see ryles. ryles was in the hospital this week with his measles. it was super scary. i walked to the emergency room at eleven pm on monday convinced that when i got there i'd be told he had menningococcal. he didn't thank god. and when i got there he gave me kisses and hugs and i couldn't cry about how happy i was because i had to convince everyone that i was never worried in the first place. i'm a great actress so everyone was convinced and keeps talking about how it was so good i was there because i was so relaxed. that's me. laid back. relaxed. practical.

then this afternoon i gave ryles some creamed rice and instead of using his spoon he used his fist and then smashed his fist into my new outfit that looks like a school girl only cooler. and now my new school girl outfit needs to be dry cleaned. i would have told him off but i am so pleased he only has measles i just let him keep doing it. with this logic he'll get away with almost everything he does until he starts school.