Thoughts and iTunes

Up late. Editing photos and stuff. Scrolling through iTunes. Internally complaining about my aching back from carrying Vega all day long. Then quickly remembering how thankful I am to be able to hold her all day long. Finally settling on the only Cher song I've ever really liked - "After All" - the theme from "Chances Are." Gosh, Robert Downey, Jr. is so cute. He was so young there. I'm so thirsty. Maybe it's this breastfeeding. So glad Vega went to sleep with Daddy so I can get some work done faster. Maybe I should actually be working right now. Maybe not. When do I ever get a chance to sit in front of my blog these days baby-less? I don't. Hmmm. This song is really sweet. But the beginning is the best part. "Well, here we are again. I guess it must be fate..." I'm such a sucker for romance. WTF? Why is the theme from "It's a Small World" on my iTunes? That was just so random. Which gets me to thinking about Clemmie and how when she dances sometimes she'll do this slow, almost robotic movement and if I could turn her into plastic she would be the perfect addition to the Mexican part of the ride. Not to mention the cutest. But I would never ever, not even if I could, turn her into plastic. Make her an attraction at theme park? Maybe. I totally need to insert some nursing pads. I almost typed "breast pads" because that's what I really call them, but then I thought that sounded a little too "rough," so I didn't. For blog posting sake I guess I'll call them by their given name. I think if I ever have a pair of fish I'll name them Crimson and Clover. Vega was almost Clover, FYI. Gosh. I am so not spending my time wisely....especially when I have a photoshoot to edit by tomorrow. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. Everything will work out just fine. I had a conversation today that stayed with me. Ouch. My back really hurts. I need to stop slouching. I think I'm gonna start back at Bikram in January. It always made me feel so good. It's really late. Well, for a mom that wakes throughout the night for feedings. 11:29, to be exact. I should be sleeping. I still need to brush my teeth. Sebastian wondered aloud the other night what the future's version of teeth brushing will be like. I said maybe we'll pop a pill in our mouths and it would fizz up and clean it for us in, like, 10 seconds. Wouldn't that be cool? Robert Smith wrote some really amazing songs. "A Letter to Elise" is my favorite sing-aloud song in the car. I belt it out super duper loud and I don't care if people can hear me in their cars when we're stopped at a light. I don't even care that they see my scrunched up face as I get all into it when I sing the part, "...Yesterday I stood and stared wide eyed in front of you. And the face I saw looked back the way I wanted to. But I just can't hold back my tears the way you do. Eliiiiiiiise....believe I never wanted this, I thought this time I'd keep all of my promises....." I want a pair of leopard print heels so I can wear them with turquoise stockings. Maybe I should put that on my XMAS list. I think it's funny that I sent Bobby and email today showing him all the stuff I want. I felt like a little kid again. Maybe because I am. I feel drunk. I'm soooo sleepy. But I can't. STOP. TYpinG!!!!! Ok. It's time to get back to work and turn off The Cure. What to listen to....iTunes is so distracting! I had a really good day today with one sad part thrown in for flavor. Life is complicated. And beautiful. I am thankful for it all. And for Victoria Justice because I totally got down to her song in front of the TV today. And Ethan just smiled at his crazy mama. That was cool. Goodnight.