what's Up?
Most days I feel like the baby will literally fall out of me. Then I realize this is impossible, if I remember labor correctly it feels like a cross between death and some other horrible fate where you wish you were dead.
something like that. Maybe i will go run a marathon tonight. John tells me with my luck I would just be uncomfortable and go well past my due date. He is probably right.
I distract myself from all this positive thinking by pondering things I could get for Christmas if I was totally rich. Other than a deck there are a lot of cool things out there. Things I will probably never own but like to think about.
More things I want:
Cooling racks
wire whisk.
my mom tells me I need these things.
She is right.
A bookshelf.
a pedicure.
a ticket on southwest.
to visit my grandma again. I love visiting her. She is amazing.
I just realized the other day I haven't really been paying attention to Christmas- since I am totally unprepared for it. Now there are no more pink fijits in the world, so Danielle will be a sad girl.
John finally sent me a list:
I looked for the pink fijit at my target and they were all out.