1. I’ve noticed that the more I blog, the less interesting it becomes.
2. I was really, really hoping that at the play showcase someone would hit on me in a crass and overt manner so I could use this phenomenally witty line I came up with about a guy just wanting to get into my plants. No such luck. (Everyone who hit on me was totally smoove, of course.)
3. We went to the Mid-Atlantic Dachshund Festival today, which was awesome (so many weiners!), but unfortunately Jamie whizzed in her crate on they way there, and we were too late for Max to run in the races.
4. I have developed a hardcore addiction to Matthews Pizza. Mmmmm… addictive.
