First of all, thank you all for your thoughts, prayers, and suggestions after my last post. It really does mean so much. And I haven’t had another headache since then. I went to the doc last week and she prescribed me a medication in the form of a shot. Yes! That’s what I said – a SHOT. That you give yourself in the thigh. For a headache. I plan to administer it to myself in public at the first opportunity, preferably after a call on my cell phone. With a panic-stricken look on my face, my coffee cup falling to the floor with a shatter, I whip out a gas mask. People would be all, Get that girl, SHE’S GOT THE CURE!

In the meantime, I’m coming at you live from the front seat of the Prius, where I am trying not to look at the screen while I type to avoid being car-sick. You-know-who is fully contained back there in his car seat, which is why I can write this blog post so leisurely. Oh man, Reader, THE FREEDOM. Why have I never thought of this before? If you see a woman in East Nashville sitting in her parked car with the AC running, a baby in his car seat and a macbook in her lap, it’s probably just me blogging. The only thing that could make this experience even better would be if A) I had a latte, and B) Lance would NOT fart. There is NOWHERE FOR IT TO GO. IT’S TRAPPED. IN THE CAR. IN WHICH I AM CURRENTLY RIDING AND TRYING TO BREATHE OXYGEN.

Sheesh.

So since I have a minute, here’s a super-quick idea of what’s going on in Kadesh, y’all.

1. The Hubbs is turning 27 on Sunday. WHOA! Any ideas what  color lingerie new position to try meal to cook while naked to do for him?

2. The Bubbs can chew whole blueberries.

3. I’m finding I can survive the multiple, daily panic attacks that occur when the Bubbs momentarily chokes on whole blueberries.

4. I’ve been reading some highly controversial spiritual literature, which I’m gulping down like a person close to drowning gulps air. My world? ROCKED. It’s worthy of a blog post, so I’ll leave you with that little teaser. More to come…

5. Lance, Noah, Lucy, and I will be spending the weekend with my in-laws, and Noah will get to meet his four cousins and his aunt and uncle. I’m looking forward to the madness. But I brought my EpiPen. JUST IN CASE.

6. Noah has a Fedora! He’s so East Nashville, y’all.