by julie on February 1, 2001
So, I’m at the gym running on the treadmill, sweat starting to pour out, and I notice my hand is stinging. What is the deal with cuts on my hand that I have no recollection of getting? This is number three now. Ouch.
When I picked Grant up out of his crib this morning, his nose was plastered with green boogers. I swear they were a quarter-inch thick and smeared up to his forhead. What a night he must have had.
We watched EDtv tonight. A little belated, I might add. Matthew McConaughey is his usual charming self. I could have rewinded the ab-flexing scene a few more times. Oh, and way to go Ellen Degeneres, for stealing all those scenes.