This happened yesterday:
Yup. That's our front yard.
I'm scared shitless.
We're totally going to sell fast and be homeless. I just know it.
Shit's gettin' real folks.
On another note, I think I'm experiencing my first pregnancy heartburn. And mama no likey likey. I've never had heartburn in my life. So I'm not sure if it's really that. Or I'm just a freak. But it feels like I could puke or burp. I can't decide. And there may be an entire Toaster Studel stuck in my sternum. I'm pretty sure I chewed it this morning. But knowing me I could have just shoved the whole thing in my hole and swallowed.
Either way, I'm pretty sure I'm dying.
And antacids taste like ass.
That is all.