Glass Minagerie

Not really. That play was crazy, yo. Why did I have to read it like 300x in high school?

It's more of a hodge podge. You know... like my 24 week picture.... which is still on the camera and I didn't make it to posting. Maybe later.

And, this ADORABLE dress that I think I should have for a rehearsal dinner/shower dress/it makes me feel good about life dress.
And, I'm looking for suggestions of what to cook for a co-workers 70th birthday party we are having on Friday morning. Seriously. 70. I was going to make some muffins, and then I was thinking cinnamon rolls, and then thinking little mini breakfast casseroles made in muffin tins. I saw this on a friends blog. Ingenious! I just don't want them to get cold. No one likes cold eggs... I mean, unless you do like them and then I don't judge you at all. Ok, maybe a little, but not even publicly.

In other news--we visited some LOVELY friends and their amazing new house this weekend. They have done an AWESOME job and have quite the vision for how things could be. I mean, it had a brown fridge. I can't seem to get past that. (they do not HAVE it, but had... as in the previous owner who had made other awful decorating decisions.) We were talking about the lady who wore a diaper and disguise and drove to Florida to kill someone. I, however, feel like that is A LOT of effort. If it takes me more than like 20-30 minutes to get to you, I most likely will not be pulling out all of those stops. Most of you are safe.

Not sure why I shared that... but I did.

Love actually.

Have you seen this movie? If you have not--you are no friend of mine.

I just had an incident. You know when the guy is going to the store and is buying his somewhat mistressy/secretary lady a necklace and Mr. Bean is like SUPER SLOW and he gets all anxious that his wife is going to come back and find him?

Ok, it wasn't exactly THAT situation--but close. Ok, maybe just the anxiety. So I went to sephora after having a lovely lunch with a friend. I didn't want to go home yet because we have a roast cooking and I knew it would smell delish so I was distracting myself. I'm an avid shopper. I like to put things in my basket and then not purchase them because my good senses/guilt kick in. Anyway, I'm walking around holding 2 items and this lady is like, "would you like to try a Philosophy Oxygen Peel"? Sure. Why not. I was actually (in real life) going to look at them. So I sit... and my stomach starts moving. Shifting. FREAKING ME OUT that I may or may not yarf on her. She's talking talking--it has to sit for 3 minutes. Talking talking. I'm concentrating so hard on not becoming violently ill.

Pause--have I mentioned my tendency to be a hypochondriac? Ben had a stomach bug earlier this week and so my paranoia switch flipped and I feared that it had bestowed itself upon me.

Back to the story she tells me all about it and I don't want to interrupt her. I just need to get out of there, but she's put so much effort into this that I feel bad running off. So I just say, I'll take everything. Purchase. Leave. Come home. Haven't yarfed yet. Maybe it was my subconscious telling me I needed those items?

An ear of corn.

He's an ear of corn. Random. I mean, You think they would pick things that are round-ish and not like an ear of corn or a zucchini. Weird. Whatevs. He's growing... and so am I. I'm up 8 lbs. I went to the Doc yesterday for my 24 week appointment. I normally see my NP instead of the doc, but I have to see the doc at least half of my appointments. Yesterday was my second time seeing her and she luckily had more personality. (Wendy, the NP has a SUPER amount.) She asked how the half marathon was (saw her in January, I guess?) I told her we didn't end up doing it and she was grateful. She wasn't excited about my running apparently. I assured her she need not be worried because I have changed my running into ice cream eating. Kidding. I didn't mention that.

I also had my glucose test yesterday. I didn't think it was so bad--the "orange drink" that is. You are supposed to have your blood taken at EXACTLY an hour afterwards. I was more like one hour and twenty minutes and the ladies in the lab are not all sunshine and unicorns kind of people so they took my 800 viles three of blood and told me I'd probably have to do it again--possibly the three hour test. Wha what? No. So I'm waiting to hear back... and if I don't hear back I guess I'll assume things went well and I'm safe to continue my ice cream intake. I had 2 big scoops last night from baskin robbins in fear it will be the last hurrah.

**Update. I passed. I can continue with my mass amount of sweets. B12 is still low... I was supposed to have that checked a while ago but didn't have the form with me last time. So they are having someone "check on that."

I saved that from earlier... and now, because it's Thursday, I have obsessively cleaned the house and am doing the laundry.

Gypsy

So I heard about the maternity leave today. Thank goodness! 12 weeks (2 paid--10 unpaid). I can use vacation time (which I barely have) and can't use sick time. Then, I can talk with my direct boss about "additional" leave (I'd like to go PT until Feb. 1--making Black baby 6 months.) Granted, I'd like to go PT forever, but the hubs is fiscally responsible doesn't think this is the best idea. He said it could happen, but we couldn't live the live to which we have become accustomed.

I'm like... what life? Currently we live the gypsy lifestyle. In that case, from what I heard, gypsies eat kids and then we don't really have to worry about childcare and I could just work PT and be employed as our house keeper. Granted, this lady doesn't look like she's eaten many kids. Maybe I'm mixing this up with the witch in Hansel and Gretel. Whatever. She should eat more donuts.

23ish weeks

Maybe a little later... whatever :)

23 weeks.

Friends, our baby is now the size of a large mango. I think this is random. I mean, small vs. large vs. medium? Can't you just pick another fruit? Either way, George Foreman is now over a pound. Fancy.

I have now registered for a lot of items at Target (my dream land), Babies R Us (stresses me out), and Pottery Barn Kids. Mostly, I did everything online except for like... maybe 5 things. Modern day technology is amazing. The Word Wide Web that Al Gore created is truly life changing.

The picture will have to come later as I came home and cleaned the house and am now about to eat some ice cream. Too bad because I have on an adorable little clearance item from Target (from when I went to buy trash bags. Uh, and it's not on clearance online. I got it and the orange tank top to go under it for a total of $16. It's cuter in real life, fyi.) But, lovely lovely clean houses can change your perspective. That, and I can't go out of town without cleaning, changing the sheets, changing the towels etc. Who wants to come home to a mess? Especially when I'm SURE our 3 hour trip will take at least 5 on Sunday. I'm thinking of taking Monday off and getting a massage....... dreamy.

If only someone could come and finish doing my laundry, put it away, put sheets on the bed, and vac the floors for me. Ok, so maybe I'm not FINISHED cleaning, but mostly.

Where'd ya get that?

So I went out for ladies night last night and then came home to the BB. He looks at me and says, "You look cute. Where's that from?" (he points at my shirt.)

Me: "Umm.... I borrowed it." (I'm not so great at lying, btw--except about genius things like when I told Ben when we were first dating that I had to wear a helmet in the car.)

Him-skeptical: "From where?"

Me: "The store...."

Damn him and his evil spot on perception.

I was also greeted this AM with "Another new dress??"