... but the craziness isn't over until the blogger lady shucks her pride forever.
I'm a big believer in miracles. In fact ... impressive miracles occur around here on the daily.
Examples, you challenge??
As you wish.
In spades ...
+ Last night Bash said, "I love you too" ... as opposed to his usual walk away or emotionally void response of, "okay" ...
+ Theo conquered his formerly fatal fear of bananas and devoured an entire banana muffin (thank you Bridget!!) this morning and didn't shrivel up and die on the spot like he had previously led himself to believe.
+ I exercised enough self restraint to eat just one single grapefruit yesterday as opposed to my usual after dinner snack of four.
+ For the first time since the inception of the franchise I'm not even a little tiny bit emotionally invested in this season of the Bachelor. Maybe I'm maturing or maybe this is just the worst season of all time.
+ Simon popped out of bed after only one round of his alarm this morning ... normally he likes to snooze his way through six rounds of various and grating sounds.
+ It is 8:05 in the am and Julia Grace Patton is still asleep.
Miracle whippers .... I tell you.
So I'm hoping we can pull a fat one out together and overcome a sizeable (to put it mildly) vote deficit and vote Camp Patton to victory over at Apartment Therapy today. Let's pull a David over the foreign Goliath that is currently crushing us.
Voting goes until midnight tonight and I'm not opposed to pulling out some of my clappy happy cheers from my middle school cheer leading days. Not opposed at all.
I wish I could make some outrageous campaign promise ... I'm still working on Simon to let me post a fresh batch of Simon Says .... maybe he'll miraculously crack.
Click here to vote and shut me up forever. A few people have emailed that it's kind of an annoying process to vote ... and I sincerely apologize for that and makes me appreciate your toil all the more. Truly.
Thank you from the very bitty bottom of my seriously pathetic heart. You're the best ... always.
And if you've already done your Camp homework for the year and voted ... thank you thank you thank you ... consider yourself heartily hugged by a very committed non-hugger.