Micah had his first "big boy" food today! Rice cereal and prune juice. Yum yum!
He did really well with it!
So cute!
We went to dinner with Emily and her sister and fiance for dinner, and then to her SIL's house for cake! So fun and yummy cake too!
o, I'm going to relax. But that doesn't mean I will stop constantly complaining - because complaining is almost like my calling card. I do it extremely well, possibly because I've been practicing since I was still in diapers. Complaining, if done right, can be fun, harmless and cathartic. In fact, I don't get on well with Pollyannas. If you can't find something to complain about, you aren't trying hard enough. Maybe there are some who find it irritating to be around someone who complains a lot. I find it irritating to be around people who try to find the upside to every single fucking situation. Listen, I may be exaggerating a bit. I don't constantly complain. I just like to find the flaws and point them out in what I think is an amusing way. On the flip side, I'm quite forgiving of a lot of things like bad service in a restaurant, long lines at the post office and pharmacists who won't refill my Xanax because it's two days too early. These things come with the territory of life. Puppet shows where the performers spend 20 minutes telling the kids they must remain quiet and seated at all times, bad movies, many of my neighbors, circuses in general, parades, contractors, my deadline, the fact that it's tough to get a good bagel in LA these are things I never tire of complaining about.