My bathrobe is rebelling.
It's also mocking me. If it were sentient, it would be giving me a raised eyebrow and going 'okay, seriously, with that tummy, with TWO babies in it, you really think I'm still up to the job, you crazy bat?' My bathrobe is mean.
I've updated my RL-stuff journal over here with a baby update, and I've eta'd it since I wrote it this morning. The thirty second version is: babies coming tomorrow. Or, getting kickstarted to come tomorrow. EEK. Am I ready for this? Oh, HELL, no. But then, I don't think anyone ever is.
In not-baby related news, I'm caught up on most of my shows, except for SPN, which I'm an episode behind on. We'll see if I get to that tonight, once the finale is aired. Somehow I think that considering I'll have limited online time in the next couple weeks, I might be able to avoid being spoiled until I get a chance to watch it. We'll just have to see what happens.
I turned 30 on Mother's Day, and I'm still waiting to feel, like, old and stuff. Is that supposed to happen when you turn 30? If it is, I think I'm kind of broken as far as that's concerned, because I still just feel like me. Perhaps this means I'm never going to grow up entirely. This would not surprise me.
Okay--off to sleep, because I am going to go out for dinner for my dad's birthday tonight (May is birthday month in my family, for serious), and then I might kind of be busy tomorrow. With stuff, and things. And stuff. See ya!
I've updated my RL-stuff journal over here with a baby update, and I've eta'd it since I wrote it this morning. The thirty second version is: babies coming tomorrow. Or, getting kickstarted to come tomorrow. EEK. Am I ready for this? Oh, HELL, no. But then, I don't think anyone ever is.
In not-baby related news, I'm caught up on most of my shows, except for SPN, which I'm an episode behind on. We'll see if I get to that tonight, once the finale is aired. Somehow I think that considering I'll have limited online time in the next couple weeks, I might be able to avoid being spoiled until I get a chance to watch it. We'll just have to see what happens.
I turned 30 on Mother's Day, and I'm still waiting to feel, like, old and stuff. Is that supposed to happen when you turn 30? If it is, I think I'm kind of broken as far as that's concerned, because I still just feel like me. Perhaps this means I'm never going to grow up entirely. This would not surprise me.
Okay--off to sleep, because I am going to go out for dinner for my dad's birthday tonight (May is birthday month in my family, for serious), and then I might kind of be busy tomorrow. With stuff, and things. And stuff. See ya!