Thursday, April 22, 2010

Holy crap, I think I might be starting to grow up.

Yesterday a scary thing happened to me.

I was thinking to myself that I would like to get a tattoo in honor of my daughter, and I was thinking about what it would be and how it would look and how many hours I thought it would take, so I could figure out approximately how much it would cost.

And then, a part of my brain that must have lain dormant until now, piped up. It said: "Wouldn't it be a much better tribute to your daughter to take that money and put it away for her education?"

Hmm. You make a good point, Mom Brain. But Manda Brain still wants the tattoo.

Now I just have to figure out how much money I need to set aside for Layla before my overpowering guilt complex will relax enough to let me get it.

Growing up is hard, man.


  1. Found you on Toy With me!!

    I hate mom brain sometimes. I really do.