Jan 11, 2009 17:40
Spent Friday night recouping from long first week of training temp. On top of normal pregnancy tiredness, add to it training someone who doesn't get things quickly and you have one exhausted pickle on your hands.
Saturday, we lounged around in bed enjoying cuddles with furkids and each other. Didn't sleep well Friday night so I was pretty drained as well on Saturday. Jamers made yummy breakfast of crepes that we filled with bananas, peaches, blackberries and strawberries which we drizzled with homemade whipped cream. They were delightful. I can't seem to get enough of fruit lately. I've been craving it quite a bit which is fine expect for when I'm craving fruit and I want to eat tangerines, but my heartburn doesn't allow for the extra citric acid in my tum-tum. Anyways, we, well James primed two of the walls downstairs for sample painting. I wanted to do it myself, but my body has switched from I can do manual work to try it and I'll give you such a pain in your mid section you will have to lay down for an hour just to make the pain stop. Seriously, this is the worst part - I physically just can't do much of anything right now.
So Jamers primed the walls why the hormonal wife back seat painted and we had nachos and Babylon 5 for lunch. Well we watched BB5 and ate nachos which was just loverly. Xine and Kurt came over later in the afternoon and we hung out watched an episode of Cowboy Bebop (which I fear at the rate we are going we'll never finish), played Chez Geek (it has been so long since I played I totally forgot how!) watched the last real Indiana Jones movie the one with, as James literally pointed out by throwing his thumb back at the wall behind him and saying "that guy" in regards to Sean Connery. By the end of the evening it was like 10:30 when they left and I was ready for bed.
The great stupendous miraculous thing was that I slept well last night! I started without pillows, but about mid-way through the night I pulled them into bed. It was the most restful sleep I have achieved in I think weeks. We got up this morning and Jamers said, I'm in the mood for Dim Sum. So we called B-rye (hmmmmm, rye Wild Turkey - must purchase for when Xander has arrived and breast pump can relieve me for an evening of indulgence) and we meet him out at a place on 82nd and Division. Bryan had never had Dim Sum before, which is funny because I've only had it twice prior - once with James and Risa up in SF, and the other time was with Betsey and Noe (Bryan's wife). Anyhow it was a tad overwhelming at first with all the carts, but in the end I think we all enjoyed our lunch out. I love Dim Sum, as I'm sure most people do. I love little appetizery foods and being able to eat the variety of foods at one sitting makes me feel all special. I know I have a weird sense of self.
We got home this afternoon and just piddled around - oh how I loves the piddling around. I haven't been to excited about doing things, again, so Jamers made me some warm almond milk and we went down and watched some BB5 again. Now he is in the kitchen making yummy din-dins and I'm sure we will watch yet more BB5 whilst nibbling on pasta, salad, and garlic bread.
We've moved the cradle into our room so the furkids get used to it. I almost wish I had a life like baby doll to put in there and see how they react. So far the only one that has shown interest in climbing in has been Baz, which is to be expected. Other than that, life has been going on pretty much the same as it has been. Jamers has good days and bad as do I. We are down to less than 5 weeks left before Xander is scheduled to arrive. I'm alternately having feelings of anxiety over the delivery and calm over the fact that these will be our last few days of "us" time for quite awhile.
I'm told din-dins is almost ready so off a toodling I shall go.
baby,
food,
furkids,
friends