I'm sick.

Like sick sick.  I don't find it to be pleasant.  I'm also out of town for work.  Just over night.  In a tiny town.  Where I forgot my hair dryer.  Needed meds.  Needed wine (even though alcohol is not allowed where I'm staying.)  Know what I remembered at target?  wine with a screw top.  face wash (didn't need.)  Elmo jammies (that g has grown out of).  Ice at the ice machine to put in my recently purchased wine that isn't refrigerated.  No hair dryer.  BUT I REMEMBERED SCREW TOP WINE.

I'm classy, yo.

On Sunday morning (we are heathens) Ben and I got a babysitter and went kayaking down on town lake.  This was a favorite past time of ours pre-baby.  It's awesome.  It's beautiful.  It's cheap.  We drink champagne outside on the water.  What's not to like?  The last time we went I was 31 weeks KU'd.  (That's knocked up in time transfer.)  

my friend said I had Michelle Obama arms.  which is one of the highest compliments EVER.

And I got this picture tonight from Ben.  G$ was brushing his teeth with a sweatyband on.  For when he works up a sweat.  Lets get physical.  Physical.

Thank gawd I remembered my ambien.

And screw top wine. (not that I don't keep a wine opener in my car.  because I do.  Because there are so many times you need one.)