Because I feel like it would be rude to just throw a blank screen on here this morning, I'll type. But my heart's not in it.
Or my brain.
I'm out of excuses for my lack of creativity too (husband being back and all), so apologies from the bottom of my Starbucks loving little heart.
Serendipitously, Steph (aka my cross country other half) was suffering a similar mental blog block, so we're teaming up to bring you a whole lotta random today.
The parking lot in our living room.
This kid has got to learn how to relax.
The world's most amazing top for date night that I can't wait to talk to you about on Friday.
Judging the crap out of the neighbor girls. Twelve year olds think they're so cool.
Prepping for a weekly WC FaceTime meeting with Steph.
A rare straight hair day.
I couldn't have picked this magazine up quicker if they'd changed the name to "Megan".
If you've made it this far, you deserve a medal.