So, right.

I guess I lied because I have realized that if I can't even share my innermost worries, happiness and fear with anyone but my husband, how can I tell you internets? I can't. At least not before we have that third date. You know, that one. Ok, keep your hands in your pockets, we'll get there soon enough.

So, in fact, I will be telling you what I had to eat for lunch, what new shampoo I am trying this week and how to get those summer feet nice and smooth for winter snuggling. Let's do this.

ps-It was Spaghetti O's and not because my daughter was eating them. It's because I operate my life like an 8 year old who is married with a 4 month old child.