r.s.v.p.....p!

you know one of the things that bugs me? its people who forget to r.s.v.p. i know i know...its not the way this generation works. there is something in our society that has instilled in us the inability to commit to any event until the last minute for fear of missing out on something else, something potentially better. but quite frankly...its just rude. (i feel like i'm having deja vu...have i written about this before? if so, my apologies, but i claim immunity due to preggo brain)
its so simple...just send a note, drop a line, r.s.v.p. pleasssssssssse. deep breath....and scene.

so although the blog is (admittedly) a very self-interested mode of communication, i have in the past done my utmost to ensure that my content varied and focussed outward as well as inward. of late, i must say that i fear due to my unique state of being, that i have been very... me, me, me...oh and more specifically preggo me....i fear i am limiting my readership because of the narrow road my content is traveling on. to all readers, i apologize for the "baby talk", its just that it has taken the foremost position in my frontal lobe and pushed all other insight to the mushy part in the back. i vow to make a come back, and i will try to at the very least alternate my subject matter, but for now...its really going to be all about me! and only once you have tried this thing called pregnancy on for size...can you suddenly understand how justified the self-concern is ;)