You're welcome, California wine industry.
Fortunately, Jack is awesome and healthy and right on track and there are some massive improvements with the sheer invasive-ness of the surgery he will need and so it isn't the type of thing I need to obsess about more than twice a year... but obsess I do and after every appointment I breathe a huge sigh of relief and then I go and purchase something stupid.
Today I bought a jumpsuit from the Kardashian Kollection.
Jumpsuit. Kardashian. Kollection with festive "K".
I love it. From the faux wrap top to the drawstring waist to the, wait for it, gathered ankles, I adore the damn thing and, as I have declared on Facebook (the Bible of social media), once it arrives I will take and photoshop a picture of me for your viewing
judgement pleasure in all my jumpsuit wearing horror/awzumness.
And honestly, trying on a damn jumpsuit and modeling it for my kid who just got a clean bill of health and having him call me Mugatu is exactly the kind of laugh I need every six months.