Welcome to My Brain. Spacious, Isn't It?

Since I now have no thoughts that are not about either

Relief Society things I have to do
How the baby hates me
Why is Jooj wearing shorts, a coat, mittens, boots, and NO SHIRT?
How much I hate those Fresh Beat Band 30-year-olds.

I thought I would indulge you with a sampling.

1. The baby is totally racist. Only wants white things to eat. ONLY.

2. The baby does not want me to go to heaven. The ONLY thing that keeps the nausea away is a Mocha Java Chiller from Sonic. Luckily, it is not a HOT drink.

3. I am the only one in the Relief Society Presidency that uses the computer for more things than email. And every presidency meeting involves these words: "I bet, if someone knew how to use the computer, she could totally just search for this and then print it out and then plan the whole activity/make the invitations/write the program. You know how to do that, right?"

4. It is cold. And rainy. Why is she not wearing a shirt? Also, will kindergarten call me in for a conference when they find out how obsessed she is for body parts? Especially my ones that are currently growing faster than they can be contained by brassieres?

5. I hate those Fresh Beat Band 30-year-olds. They are the worst.

Keep your brains active, kids. That's the moral of this post. You don't want to end up like me.