Today's not even remotely related topics

There's a recent high school graduate that lives across the hall from us in our apartment building. He's currently living it up, since you know, done with school! However, his living it up is usually quite loud and late at night, which I am not enjoying. This includes drinking with his friends in our parking lot in the middle of the night a few days after we got home from the hospital with Gabbie, stumbling drunk up the stairs at four in the morning on a regular basis (which I hear because I'm up nursing), or his friends coming to play pranks on him.

This last one happened again last night, with his girlfriend using those window paints to paint a message on his car. Only, she did something that really pissed me off when I saw it this morning. She used the word "your" instead of "you're". Biggest pet peeve ever. I noticed it on my way to Target this morning and it took a lot of self control not to pick up some window paint to correct it.

Speaking of Target, I used to be quite good at avoiding going there and if I did, I was good at not buying too much. Enter baby, and we're there at least once a week spending more than we probably should. What is it with that store? I did pretty good this morning only buying two things that I didn't strictly need (mineral makeup and a jar of pasta sauce that was on sale), but that was mostly because I was pissed off after trying on clothes (do not want to talk about that, thanks, and yes I will still be wearing a maternity outfit to the wedding we're going to this weekend. Grrrr).

Anyway, someone seems to be waking up and I need to get to her before she starts yelling at me (not crying, really yelling) because she's starving hungry, and why didn't you feed me sooner, woman? Don't you know that I need you to cut my time between feedings in half?

Growth spurts are tiring.