Guess who's back, back again. The Yak is back. Tell a friend. Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back...
I'm definitely no Slim Shady, but I'm trying to get this thing back up and running, considering a number of people have mentioned how much they miss my random, rambling posts about absolutely nothing. But hey, maybe I'll have more interesting things to write about now that I have a daughter. Like the fact that she's been sleeping a solid 10-12 hours at night for the past six months, but as of last night she was like, hey, one o'clock in the morning seems like the perfect time to wake up and give mommy hell for 2 1/2 hours. GOOD FREAKIN' TIMES, let me tell you. I blame the separation anxiety, teething, trying-to-crawl, growth-spurt stage she's going through at the moment.
Ehhh, perhaps I won't have more interesting things to write about. I'll try. Really, I will. Just bear with me and I promise I'll pump out something extraordinary soon. You know, after I get a nice, solid, eight hour stretch of sleep again.
Pass the coffee, please.
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