Again, a brief video of cuteness.

It’s a gloomy day out, which means no walk for Miles and me.  This is too bad; I’ve really come to enjoy our walks now that the weather is getting nicer, and I think it’s good for my weight loss efforts too.  Miles is neutral on the topic; he usually sleeps through the whole thing.  I think the clickclickclick of the stroller going over the cracks in the sidewalk is hypnotic to him.

Often, when I’m trying to fall asleep at night (doesn’t take too much effort these days, generally), I think about all these things I want to blog about.  I think about odd things in language, stuff from movies or TV, things about people I know.  And yet, when I sit down to write, all I can come up with to discuss is Miles’s most recent bowel movement.

(Speaking of which, he hasn’t had one today.  I hope he gets that done, because the last time he skipped a day, the next day was truly outrageous.  I’m talking Jem-levels of outrageousness.)

Okay, here’s something:  I think I want to reassess the way I grocery shop.  I want to do it more European style.  That is, rather than buying a whole week’s worth of groceries at once, which is my current M.O., I want to go to the store four or five times a week and get supplies for just a day or two.  That way things stay fresher, and I’m less likely to forget I bought something and have it go bad.  Also, the grocery store is only about seven blocks from our house, so it would be an easy stroller-based adventure as long as I don’t buy too much at once.

The only problem is that I am currently fixated on these cherry-pomegranate frozen superfruit bars (haha!  Check out the note at the bottom of the page.  People are stupid.).  They might melt on the way home, especially once the summer weather kicks in.  I guess I could take the car now and then.