"I won't be held responsible, she fell in love in the first place..."
Talk about taking a trip back in time... my mp3 player is stuck in 1999-2001 when I had either a T1 line or a cable modem to download from. Ahhhh... how I miss good internet access. Listening to old music is such a trip. Music is like a scent, such a memory trigger, it can get you vividly recalling events of many years ago as if they were yesterday. I don't know if I like remembering... high school was fun, early college experiences were fun... but it all kind of wreaks of failure too. I don't actively think of myself as a failure, I like my life now. I don't think of things from the past as failures, but when I put myself back there, I feel like somehow I screwed up, somehow I didn't succeed at all I wanted to... I dunno. Just rambling.
It's about a ZILLION degrees in my house. Outside it's pretty nice. Inside it's deadly without A/C.
Jen had to go to Labor and Delivery yet again last night for contractions and dehydration. I am reconsidering my desire to ever be a mom... pregnancy is a terrible horrible awful thing from what I can see. It's like every illness you've ever had, rolled into 9 months of hell, AND a bunch of weight gain. Oh sure, the end result is priceless, but the process seems like hell.
I think it's time for an ice cold cooling off shower, maybe another book (I've only read 2 today already... what's a third?), and maybe some catching up with friends. Oh, and I think I'm going to start packing, so I don't end up in "I have no clean clothes and no time to pack" hell on Wednesday. 3.5 days until Hawaii baby! :-) I'm SOOOOOO excited. Ten long leisurely days of relaxation, sunshine, ocean waves, and peace. I don't really know what I'm going to live for when I get back... I've been living for this for a few months now. I'm not going to worry about it yet though. Why spoil a good vacation worrying about what will happen when you're back?
It's about a ZILLION degrees in my house. Outside it's pretty nice. Inside it's deadly without A/C.
Jen had to go to Labor and Delivery yet again last night for contractions and dehydration. I am reconsidering my desire to ever be a mom... pregnancy is a terrible horrible awful thing from what I can see. It's like every illness you've ever had, rolled into 9 months of hell, AND a bunch of weight gain. Oh sure, the end result is priceless, but the process seems like hell.
I think it's time for an ice cold cooling off shower, maybe another book (I've only read 2 today already... what's a third?), and maybe some catching up with friends. Oh, and I think I'm going to start packing, so I don't end up in "I have no clean clothes and no time to pack" hell on Wednesday. 3.5 days until Hawaii baby! :-) I'm SOOOOOO excited. Ten long leisurely days of relaxation, sunshine, ocean waves, and peace. I don't really know what I'm going to live for when I get back... I've been living for this for a few months now. I'm not going to worry about it yet though. Why spoil a good vacation worrying about what will happen when you're back?