I’ve got nothing.

No inspiration, no encouragement, no funny stories.

John was sick in the night; poor baby. I woke up this morning to tackling the laundry that comes with that.

?} <—John just typed that. He’s here right now. We’re lying on the floor in front of the fireplace. John wants a cookie. What does mommy want? She doesn’t know.

I tried to have a nap today. I can’t believe how much sleep I crave in early pregnancy. I couldn’t shut off my mind. I woke up and decided to make fudge. I feel like fudge. That’s what mommy wants. It’s cooling right now. Maybe that will fix me.

Fudge on Friday. That sounds like something I could get used to!


    • Jenn, it turned out horrible. I cried. It was a sad sight really – the fudge and me! Thankfully we bought some fudge at the farmer’s market today and that made it a bit better. I’ll reattempt fudge later this week. It’s a tried and true recipe that I know makes awesome fudge. Guess it was one of “those” days 🙂

  1. What a poopy day for you! 🙁 Luckily “those days” don’t happen often, and when they do it really helps us appreciate the better days, don’t ya think?
    Here’s hoping your next batch is better – but until then enjoy your farmer’s market fudge…YUMMY! 🙂

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