I want a glazed donut. Why aren't there any glazed donuts?!
I wanted to post the picture of my baby - I had my first ultrasound done on the fourth. But for some reason, my scanner/printer/faxer thing insists that it's not connected to my computer, even though I know it is. Where's a sexy tech support when you need one? Shouldn't apartments come with a complimentary one stored away in one of the closets?
Anyway, The baby's estimated due date is October 15th. By this time, next year, I am going to have a real, live miniature person to take care of. So very terrifyingly exciting.
Lets see, more recent affairs... A WoW buddy of my mother's is coming down to visit. I've discovered that she wants to hook the two of us up, and I'm wondering what the hell she's thinking. I'll be picking him up from the Orlando airport on the 10th and he's leaving on the 21st. It should be a lot of fun. It'll be nice to have someone every minute of the day again. Maybe it'll cure my loneliness for a short amount of time. That would definitely be welcome. So far, I'm planning on taking him to the Brevard Zoo (he specifically asked for a zoo, and that's the closest one I can think of), Universal Studios (I don't know how much fun this'll be for me... are a lot of their rides prejudice against pregnant women?), and the night of the shuttle launch, we're renting a hotel room by the beach so he can watch it, well... launch.
DJ set up our first couple's counseling session for Wednesday. I feel apprehensive about this, because I am definitely sure that it won't be fun. Instead of arguing in the privacy of one of our homes, now we get to argue in front of this pretty blonde lady. Oh, boy!Hopefully it will help. I really, really hope this will help. While I'm gone for the 2 and a half hours this'll take, Will has generously offered to take Steve over to Andretti and keep him occupied. This kinda makes me sad at the same time, on two accounts: One, I wanted to take Steve there. Two, Will hasn't hung out with me in quite some time. But whatever. No big deal.
Thus are the Days of My Life.
Anyway, The baby's estimated due date is October 15th. By this time, next year, I am going to have a real, live miniature person to take care of. So very terrifyingly exciting.
Lets see, more recent affairs... A WoW buddy of my mother's is coming down to visit. I've discovered that she wants to hook the two of us up, and I'm wondering what the hell she's thinking. I'll be picking him up from the Orlando airport on the 10th and he's leaving on the 21st. It should be a lot of fun. It'll be nice to have someone every minute of the day again. Maybe it'll cure my loneliness for a short amount of time. That would definitely be welcome. So far, I'm planning on taking him to the Brevard Zoo (he specifically asked for a zoo, and that's the closest one I can think of), Universal Studios (I don't know how much fun this'll be for me... are a lot of their rides prejudice against pregnant women?), and the night of the shuttle launch, we're renting a hotel room by the beach so he can watch it, well... launch.
DJ set up our first couple's counseling session for Wednesday. I feel apprehensive about this, because I am definitely sure that it won't be fun. Instead of arguing in the privacy of one of our homes, now we get to argue in front of this pretty blonde lady. Oh, boy!Hopefully it will help. I really, really hope this will help. While I'm gone for the 2 and a half hours this'll take, Will has generously offered to take Steve over to Andretti and keep him occupied. This kinda makes me sad at the same time, on two accounts: One, I wanted to take Steve there. Two, Will hasn't hung out with me in quite some time. But whatever. No big deal.
Thus are the Days of My Life.