Number Nine

Nine has always been my lucky number.  It was my varsity soccer jersey number, Justin and I started dating on the ninth of February in 1999, my first dorm room was 309, and Justin and I got married in 2009.  It also just so happens that Jayson was born on the ninth of May, which means that this past Sunday (the ninth of February) he became 9 months old.  Yeah... nine whole months.  Which means I have three months until his first birthday.  I don't know whether to be happy about that fact or if I should start bawling.  What I do know is that month nine for Jayson has brought a lot of changes and this by far has become my favorite age of his.  He's just so much fun right now!

SMH

I only just caught on that SMH = Shaking My Head, so forgive the overuse of it in the old bloggie today.  Anywho, it's time I do a little Bachelor bashing on here.  Last night I was seriously shaking my head that he kept Courtney.  Seriously??  What other red flags does he need?  She's a high maintenance attention whore who loses interest the minute she's not the center of attention.  She flat out says she doesn't have girlfriends, rather has a lot of male friends (gee, I wonder why) and she says things like "the spark's not there."  And don't get me started on her baby talk.  Oyyy..  Hello... I thought the purpose of being "The Bachelor" was to find love.  He keeps saying he likes the girls to be "open and honest" through this process, well buddy if her heart is that fickle that the spark can turn on and off like a light switch I'd say there's a good chance things will not work out with this one.