Three....Oh it's the magic number

Death is no bueno.
Death of brand new babies is MUY no bueno.
It is pretty safe to say that death of a brand new baby while in your care might just be the worst.

I really started this whole blog thing to voice my frustrations and rant on whatever crossed my mind. There was a time when I would just do it in email form and everyone in my address book was then subjected to paragraph upon paragraph of the hooie that rattles about my brain from time to time. Even though no one complained and some even found it quite entertaining, I figured this was a little more sensible.

For the past few months or so, I have really sorta neglected it. There was something far more entertaining taking my focus away from those little irritabilities. I prefer his company to just about anything.
But maybe venting, even if for comic relief, can be a good thing. I dont know. I would like to say something.
But I find myself terribly numb.

I titled this with the first thing that popped into my mind. Oddly enough, it makes sense to me.
Or wait...maybe it doesnt.


Three.