Yeah, I’m like tired and stuff

First of all, thank you so much for all the nice comments. We checked them often and I’ve reread them about 40 times. It’s quite rare that people say such nice things to me. I just started replying to my emails today, so I’ll get back to everyone soon.

Whew. They weren’t joking when they say you don’t get much sleep once a little baby comes into your life. Not only am I not sleeping, I’m way behind on Battlestar Galactica, Lost, Heroes, Smallville, Scrubs, Ugly Betty and Beauty and the Geek. I guess being behind on television shows is a sacrifice I must make. Granted, I have no problem with it. I may be exhausted and out of the pop culture loop (more into poop culture these days) but I’d sacrifice all of my favorite television shows in a nanosecond to continue with the unbridled joy I have been experiencing in week one of my daughter’s life. Except Homicide: Life on the Killing Street and The Wire. I won’t sacrifice that. And if Battlestar Galactica kills off Helo, I wouldn’t give that up either. But besides those three shows, I’d give up anything.

Please forgive me for that poop culture joke. That was incredibly dreadful and corny. It made me hate myself even more than I already do.

What I’ve learned this week. Infant shit does not smell. Someone should patent that.