in exactly one week, i will be turning 28-years-old. considering 28 is an age i never thought i would reach (due to my infatuation with people batting for the 27-team), it seems a bit odd to consider where i actually am in my life.
for starters, a bunch of friends (that's another thing - i had no idea i have so many friends. and i don't mean just "friends-who-just-want-to-use-your-birthday-as-an-excuse-to-get-drunk-friends"... i mean actual friends - people who want to hang out with me!) and myself are going out for supper. before joey, supper wouldn't have been an option - too much food would have sopped up the alcohol i was scheduled to consume. i am so anxious, though! mandy is watching joey, and don't get me wrong - i trust her with all i've got when it comes to him. it's just that he falls asleep with me every night, and i'm afraid he'll wind up crying himself to sleep or something else equally terrible. not that no child has ever done that, and not like i would have to turn myself into c.a.s. or anything - i just don't like the thought of him being unhappy - even for a second. although, in regards to that, i can now listen to him cry (well, not really cry - more or less whine loudly) for at least a whole minute without breaking into tears myself. huge improvement!
so anyways, i don't intend on getting drunk - at all. i can think back to my birthday last year when i was pregnant and remember saying how wasted i was going to get this year... funny how things turn out. i know i'm going to come home at a half-assed decent hour, and i know i'm going to be super excited to see the little guy. he's just starting to have separation anxiety (which is nicer than you may think - it slightly quells my fears of him being autistic... slightly) , whereas i've been having it for, oh, almost nine months (and for those of you who don't know, his nine month birthday is the 23rd... of this month...). so, i've had this sick, biley-taste in my mouth for about the past week. hopefully it's not heartburn - i had enough of that when i was pregnant.

in other news, joe has a brother. weird - very weird. i feel like i've been living in a soap opera for the past few weeks... he's a really nice guy, though, and his family (well, i guess our family too) is amazing! it's strange how well we fit together - it's like they've been around since the beginning...

i would write more, but joe, joey and hotrod are already in bed... it's nice i actually got a chance to write something though...