Estrogen, good things, and coincidences
I don't really have anything to talk about, I just feel chatty.
1) How much does my husband love me? He made me a lamb belly sandwich on potato bread bun with Carolina pepper sauce (to which I added all the relish) even though he didn't want any. aww.
2) My fibroids periodically hurt and lying on my back makes it clear they are getting bigger. ugh. I read a few articles, admittedly by paleo advocates, suggesting carbs are the problem. I really really don't like fibroids, but I'm not sure about giving up ice cream this summer.
3) I worked out at the nearest NYSC for the first time since we moved in. (Usually I go to the ones in Manhattan.) There was a redhead with Pre-Raphaelite hair wearing the exact same Vibrams. Also, 2 different people offered to help me with the 45# plates when I was setting up/pulling apart the bar for deadlifts. I'm getting visibly pregnant, even in baggy t-shirts, but also I'm having more trouble flinging weight around. I was very optimistic when I thought I could get to a 1.5x bodyweight deadlift by my due date: at this point, my revised goal is to maintain a 1x bodyweight deadlift throughout my pregnancy. ugh.
4) I found a waxing place in the neighborhood that is probably worth its high price. I'm trying a new hair salon, bc I wasn't in the mood to take the subway an hour each way to visit my old one. Wish me luck. This is probably not a good idea since I'll be at a wedding, a 60th birthday party, and a hot date this weekend. Also, most of the salons in the neighborhood cost as much as Bumble & Bumble WTF.
5) I was complaining about the nail salon I went to and commenting to Jon I should've gone to the other one on the block when we saw his ex-wife in the other one. That was a close call: I've been avoiding her for the past few weeks so he can break the news to her gently, after her birthday next week. I'd say I live in small village, but actually, Lucky recommended the salon (no, really) and it was the night before she left for a long weekend at the beach, so it's not that surprising.
Have a good Fourth, y'all!
1) How much does my husband love me? He made me a lamb belly sandwich on potato bread bun with Carolina pepper sauce (to which I added all the relish) even though he didn't want any. aww.
2) My fibroids periodically hurt and lying on my back makes it clear they are getting bigger. ugh. I read a few articles, admittedly by paleo advocates, suggesting carbs are the problem. I really really don't like fibroids, but I'm not sure about giving up ice cream this summer.
3) I worked out at the nearest NYSC for the first time since we moved in. (Usually I go to the ones in Manhattan.) There was a redhead with Pre-Raphaelite hair wearing the exact same Vibrams. Also, 2 different people offered to help me with the 45# plates when I was setting up/pulling apart the bar for deadlifts. I'm getting visibly pregnant, even in baggy t-shirts, but also I'm having more trouble flinging weight around. I was very optimistic when I thought I could get to a 1.5x bodyweight deadlift by my due date: at this point, my revised goal is to maintain a 1x bodyweight deadlift throughout my pregnancy. ugh.
4) I found a waxing place in the neighborhood that is probably worth its high price. I'm trying a new hair salon, bc I wasn't in the mood to take the subway an hour each way to visit my old one. Wish me luck. This is probably not a good idea since I'll be at a wedding, a 60th birthday party, and a hot date this weekend. Also, most of the salons in the neighborhood cost as much as Bumble & Bumble WTF.
5) I was complaining about the nail salon I went to and commenting to Jon I should've gone to the other one on the block when we saw his ex-wife in the other one. That was a close call: I've been avoiding her for the past few weeks so he can break the news to her gently, after her birthday next week. I'd say I live in small village, but actually, Lucky recommended the salon (no, really) and it was the night before she left for a long weekend at the beach, so it's not that surprising.
Have a good Fourth, y'all!