The Stars and the Cookie Jar

Drank from a cup of coffee way older than I thought. Ended up puking four hours later. Bath mat, shower curtain, PJs, floor, wall... Add a subcategory to "laundry my daughter has whizzed on' : things mama has projectile vomited on. Sorry for the overshare, but I have never had that happen before. Came down for water (water, water, water) and found coffee mug culprit, now cheese-tastic. UGH. So either I cultured it with something fascinating, or it was sour and I was too tired to notice.

Broke my toe on the TrippTrapp.  Not even sure how I broke THAT toe. It now looks like it is hitchhiking.

Had to go seriously ballistic on homophobic asshole at Target. Had to deal with SuperEthiopianChristian cashier telling me that since the right thing happened in the end, I should just let it go. Called executive customer service in the end, in case you wondered.

Infanta spitting up like MAD. Tried gas drops, boobie milk, gas drops in soy formula, other formula, ReadyFormula in case, I don't know, the Brita failed at being a Brita, more boobie milk. BABY ASLEEP NOW. 

Inflicted whole thing on LJ.

Still not having as bad a day as this woman.