Jinxed

Urgh, so much for the day coming together nicely. After several days of Oak not nursing well (I figured he was just too busy, maybe gassy, whatever), I discovered the reason. His whole inside of his mouth is covered with white puffy spots. He's got thrush :o(. I broke out the Gentian Violet and painted him purple. I've also painted myself purple. You know what this means don't you? It means, something more terrible than you can imagine. So horrendous that running and screaming is a definate option. It means I HAVE TO WEAR A BRA AROUND THE HOUSE. Not only do I have to wear a bra (to hold the breast pads to keep all of my clothing from being stained), but I have to wear a CRAPPY BRA. I can't wear one of my too few GOOD bras. No, no, I have to wear the one I hate because I don't want my good bras to be purple-nippled. Too bad for you that blogger is broken or I'd post a picture. I wonder if purple dye counts as appropriate for nipple covering. I wouldn't want to get myself in trouble or anything.

Anyway, I'm cutting sugar and starchy stuff from my diet. This sucks because I'm a sweet tea addict. I'm also horrible if I haven't had coffee with creamer. Lots of creamer, the fake kind that's really corn syrup. Yeah, this won't be fun. Hey, maybe I'll lose some of this paunch. I'll look on this as an adventure. Perhaps I'll even get a workout at the Y in there weekly or so. Hmmm, this could work...