Jan 30, 2009 05:07
Well this has been a week for surprises. I can't say they've been either good or bad, either. I'm not really sure WHAT they are. One though...I'm looking for the catch. There's got to be one. Some people just don't do anything without a reason, and on the surface is looks like I'm the one benefiting from the deal. Well, me and Niamh both, but same difference.
Did find out I'm doing just fine, physically. Nothing wrong with the pregnancy or anything, which is good. Maybe the guys will stop worrying so much now that I've actually seen a doctor.
Worried about Flora still. Though I think she can take care of herself. When things calm down, I'll drag her out to another rugby game. Or somewhere else where she can enjoy beer, I can throw peanuts, and we can both ogle the tightly clad male butts.
I owe Niamh something big and chocolate. Maybe a chocolate tiara. We'll have to see what I can find. I'm hoping it's just the babies talking, but I don't like my girl being upset.
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