Every time I post about how well MG is doing at potty training, she becomes a little human fountain. It is neither cute nor sanitary, so this will be the last time I post about the potty training. Let's all just assume that she's done, and then I won't have to deal with the karmas anymore.
And since it seems to be Opposite Day here at Prettybabies... and if I post something, it suddenly stops being true, I would just like to report that my house is NOT clean, my family is NOT healthy, and my dog's leg is NOT fixed. There is NO check for $10,000,000 in my mailbox (and not one of those fakey mortgage scam checks this time, either, no. There is NO actual check from an actual person with an actual bank account that actually can clear $10M in my actual mailbox). Furthermore, I did NOT magically lose 80 pounds overnight. The Surgeon General did NOT recently announce that chocolate is the cure for everything. Elves did NOT come in and replace the carpet throughout my house. I do NOT have perfect skin. Honda did NOT invent a cute, sexy minivan that everyone loves that gets 90 miles to the gallon (of water). My coffee has NOT been replaced with Folger's crystals. And Barack Obama has NOT won the November election. NO publishers have offered me advances for a book. NO one has showed up with full ride scholarships for the prettybabies to go to Ivy League schools. There are absolutely NO landscapers outside clearing out my weeds and replacing them with zero-maintenance, perfectly landscaped flower beds.
I think that about covers it. Suck it, karma!!