Hey, I'm just living here.

My baby is pretty cool, but the doc thinks she's too small and keeps drawing her blood to test for rare diseases. I've tried to explain to the doc that she has basically become a human leech, but she refuses to listen, and I'm too afraid of being turned over to CPS for 'starving' my child (on peanut butter cookies and tacos -sometimes mushed together-) that I just nod my head wearily and do what she says.

All the blood draws (and frustratingly normal tests) don't stop the baby train tho. Baby Girl is a funny monkey. We recently went to visit my cousin's new baby (a cutie patootie little boy), and Baby Girl just looked at him and squealed "DAWLLIE!" That's 'Dolly', for those of you not privileged enough to know baby speak. She also made friends with an old Gypsy woman at Goodwill the other day.

I still draw, but only in spurts. I wish I could make a habit of it. Right now I'm trying to do a pastel pic of two lovers point for my new apartment. I'm also painting chairs. I'm planning on a tropical theme, so lots of bright colors.

College is comming up. I've been accepted to UW Madison... now if only I can get the major I want...