makened or breakened?

I know those aren't words, I just like the way they sound together. Based on yesterday's post, let's see how my day fared:


make- Blake slept for about an hour and a half for one of his afternoon naps.


break- I found out my winter clothes don't fit me. I guess I'm not really surprised. Although I thought for sure one shirt was definitely going to fit. Yes, I wore them anyway. Well I certainly wasn't going to be going to my dentist appointment naked!

make- I took the first step in finding a solution to my tooth problem.

break- I found out at the dentist office that I don't have dental coverage. 1 giant leap backward. I found out that we do have dental coverage but I took the wrong insurance card and now have to reschedule my appointment. Poop.

make- While shopping at the local supermarket, I found Edy's ice cream on sale for $2! (That should count for 2 makes. And even though eating ice cream makes my tooth hurt like no other, I eat it anyway...which is why my winter clothes don't fit.)

break- I couldn't get everything I needed at the supermarket because I had to push a stroller.

make- Yesterday morning it seemed like Blake was playing with me. Usually I just try to entertain him, but he rolled over and gave me what I'm calling a hug (even if he didn't know what he was doing.) It was cute.


break- I saw a used...ahem...contraceptive device on the sidewalk just as my stroller rolled over it. Sick.

It looks as if things pretty much evened out, making my day a pretty normal day. Lots of makes, lots of breaks. (Well, slightly more makes due to cheap ice cream.)