Rainy Days And Mondays

Today isn't raining, but it IS a Monday. And I'm trying my hardest to not let it get me down, but this is the worst kind of Monday--the Monday after a break. The Monday where I have to suck it up and admit that the unit on The Pearl is NOT going to plan itself. Oh, and those essays on the American Dream? Yeah, I've been waiting for them to grade themselves, but after two weeks, I need to admit that it's not likely to happen. Did I mention that grades are due Friday? And like everything else, they're not likely to enter themselves into the computer. Really, I'm wondering why the hell my inanimate objects are SO FREAKING LAZY.

Looking back, I can't be too down because this was an amazing spring break. The two nights we spent at the water park were so great that I wouldn't change a single thing. Wait, I'd make it so we were able to stay longer, but other than that, NOTHING. Did I mention that I got a prenatal massage while at the water park? I did, and it was goooood. It was so good that I felt drunk afterward. So good that I bought the Aveda massage oil the girl used and plan on making Shane and my doula massage me with it while in labor.

Wednesday, Shane returned to work (we don't have the same spring break, so he took two sick days... shh). My parents came over, and we went to Home Depot to spend the gift card that I won from Cutie Booty Cakes. I bought a new bathroom faucet and paint, because I'm totally crazy nesting pregnant lady.
Thursday, Luke and I brought lunch into Shane's school and ate with him. After that, we came home and took a long nap together.
Friday, my parents came over again, and my dad started installing the faucet. My mom and I took Luke on a whole lot of errands to keep him out of the way, including a stop at the super awesome bagel store where I devoured a chocolate chip bagel with chocolate chip cream cheese. It was so good my toes curled. That night, I went to Beth's Pampered Chef party, where I met my candy eating match in her sister. You know how you meet someone and it's like time stops for a few minutes while birds chirp and choirs of angels sing? I promise that's what happened when I met Sarah. I also met Natalie, who is very nice, had cute shoes, and is very brave for showing up to a party full of people she didn't know.
Saturday, I laid around all day because of the aforementioned late night. Shane finished installing the bathroom faucet, and it is so pretty. Then! I went back to Beth's house because I can never have enough Beth (or Steph and Arianne, for that matter!), and also, her sister is my new love (cue chirping birds). We ate candy, played Wii, did makeup, and--most importantly--laughed. Have I mentioned how much I love those girls? Because I do.

And now, I'm in the home stretch. I have two full months and two weeks of teaching left before SUMMER '09. It'd just be two full months and ONE week of teaching had we not missed so many days due to epic weather fail, such as floods, cold, ice, and snow, but even though I look out the window and see snow, I know summer is SO CLOSE... and it's hard to feel down about that. Is there anything making your Monday a little bit more bearable? I hope you can find something!

Bump Day!

I wonder how many times I use the phrase "I'm lazy" in this blog? It's true, though. I'm totally lazy. Maybe not lazy, so much as that by the end of the day, I'm tired and looking for shortcuts. Yeah, we'll go with that, it sounds better.

So because I'm lazy, you're getting two bumpish shots, both taken from our mini-vacation. Trust me, you don't want to see me right now any way, because the chlorine has made my hair not so pretty. On the list for today is deep conditioning my hair. That is if I'm, you know, not too lazy to shower.




24 weeks! Two weeks ago, I could still comfortably jog for 30 minutes. Now I can't go three minutes before my body tells me to quit, so I'm happily toning it down a bit and getting ready for the transition from jogging to walking to waddling. ALSO, in that second picture? That's the first time I've worn shorts in five years.

Reflections In The Waves

We're on vacation right now, and I couldn't be happier. This trip was a last minute one, spurred by the thought that I wasn't sure when we'd be able to get away again, with a new baby on the way. After I booked it, though, I had those second guesses, like maybe I shouldn't spend the money because I'll be on maternity leave for six months, but now that we're here, I realize that life is too short for those second guesses.





Money doesn't matter. What does matter is that I'm eating up every minute of the giggles and squeals, the thrilled little voice shouting, "Water park, water park!" the three of us cuddling in the king sized bed, eating junky food (I'll regret this when I step on a scale!), and just having this time for us. We head home tomorrow, but I know the memories we're making will last forever.