demain, je voyagerai
I fail at packing.
The last few trips we've gone on, I've managed to become a no-nonsense packer and bring only the bare essentials. This trip? Pffft. I'm going to have enough clothes for twice as long of a trip. :/ It's really not tons, but it's a lot for five days. I like to wear skirts when it's hot out, but whenever I go on a trip, I figure I'd better bring shorts along too, as skirts aren't always the best option. But I don't always like to wear shorts, so I have to bring capris too. I like to have a few options about what I want to wear for the day. I'm not allowing myself a larger suitcase though. So, if anything doesn't fit in this one by the end of tonight (I'm about half-packed, as I had to do laundry), something will have to go.
In other news, I had to stop and use the mingingest gas station bathroom last night on our way home from dinner because I *really* couldn't hold it. It immediately made me think of the bathroom in Clerks, where the guy dies. And there was no toilet paper, let alone anything that could be used as a substitute. I was not amused.
Know how they say you can have really strange dreams while pregnant? Er, yeah. I cannot even express how utterly bizarre my dreams have been for the past few months. Dood.
ETA: Thank you Real Madrid for providing us with some very tasty Fabio Cannavaro pics the past few days. Oh, and good articles too. ;D
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TWO, which has an utterly adorable pic
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FOUR
The last few trips we've gone on, I've managed to become a no-nonsense packer and bring only the bare essentials. This trip? Pffft. I'm going to have enough clothes for twice as long of a trip. :/ It's really not tons, but it's a lot for five days. I like to wear skirts when it's hot out, but whenever I go on a trip, I figure I'd better bring shorts along too, as skirts aren't always the best option. But I don't always like to wear shorts, so I have to bring capris too. I like to have a few options about what I want to wear for the day. I'm not allowing myself a larger suitcase though. So, if anything doesn't fit in this one by the end of tonight (I'm about half-packed, as I had to do laundry), something will have to go.
In other news, I had to stop and use the mingingest gas station bathroom last night on our way home from dinner because I *really* couldn't hold it. It immediately made me think of the bathroom in Clerks, where the guy dies. And there was no toilet paper, let alone anything that could be used as a substitute. I was not amused.
Know how they say you can have really strange dreams while pregnant? Er, yeah. I cannot even express how utterly bizarre my dreams have been for the past few months. Dood.
ETA: Thank you Real Madrid for providing us with some very tasty Fabio Cannavaro pics the past few days. Oh, and good articles too. ;D
ONE
TWO, which has an utterly adorable pic
THREE
FOUR