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Its 62 degrees in my home and im stuck here doing wifey things.. laundry and other whatnots. When its this cold out our washing machine pretends it doesnt work. Its gotta warm up or something, I guess.
Jason and I spent yesterday morning panting the baby room. I swear, no one should ever want to use water based paint. I have to since anything else could be harmful to a growing baby. Anyway, its taken around 4 thick coats of white paint to cover the somewhat neutral color that was there before. We had half a 5 gallon bucket and Im pretty sure weve used most of it and still have a big portion to cover. The next step on our painting agenda, after finishing the white coat, is to paint one of the walls blue. Im not talking your typical baby boy blue. This blue is intense.. navy/indigo and eye popping. I love it. Jeremiahs room is going to be awesome. I think were planning to build a corner bookcase to even out the room. Dang my need for balance! Ive never been good with chaotic order. Does that even make sense? Enough about the room. I sound like a bore.. I think.
So Christmas was good, we slept through New Years, and Jasons birthday is on Sunday. Ive decided to get him a cake this year, unlike the last few. Its funny cause I can never think of anything to get him until his flat out said it to me. That, and hes always wanting something I know nothing about.. tools or drums stuff mostly. For Christmas I was going to buy him a new cymbal bag, but he spoiled that by needing to buy it right away. Till then he didnt know it was going to be a gift. So for his birthday he already knows what hes getting, a new piercing and snare stand. One of these years Ill be able to surprise him, I hope.
Jason will be leaving for tour again late this month and wont be home till around February 27. Not to mention hell probably be working out of town for the next four days. Thats all somewhat nerve wrecking. I like the quietness, being alone and all that, but not so much now that my due date is getting nearer. March 20. Seven months in, dang. Id be a total mess if the baby came early. No doubt Jason would rush home, but rushing home from CA or some place else is a bit different than rushing home from across town. I dont want him to miss it, nor do I want to be without him. But I actually do think everything will be fine. I guess its better to have thought and talked about it rather than not.
I missed last weeks episode of Scrubs. I hated myself for a few seconds.
Jason and I spent yesterday morning panting the baby room. I swear, no one should ever want to use water based paint. I have to since anything else could be harmful to a growing baby. Anyway, its taken around 4 thick coats of white paint to cover the somewhat neutral color that was there before. We had half a 5 gallon bucket and Im pretty sure weve used most of it and still have a big portion to cover. The next step on our painting agenda, after finishing the white coat, is to paint one of the walls blue. Im not talking your typical baby boy blue. This blue is intense.. navy/indigo and eye popping. I love it. Jeremiahs room is going to be awesome. I think were planning to build a corner bookcase to even out the room. Dang my need for balance! Ive never been good with chaotic order. Does that even make sense? Enough about the room. I sound like a bore.. I think.
So Christmas was good, we slept through New Years, and Jasons birthday is on Sunday. Ive decided to get him a cake this year, unlike the last few. Its funny cause I can never think of anything to get him until his flat out said it to me. That, and hes always wanting something I know nothing about.. tools or drums stuff mostly. For Christmas I was going to buy him a new cymbal bag, but he spoiled that by needing to buy it right away. Till then he didnt know it was going to be a gift. So for his birthday he already knows what hes getting, a new piercing and snare stand. One of these years Ill be able to surprise him, I hope.
Jason will be leaving for tour again late this month and wont be home till around February 27. Not to mention hell probably be working out of town for the next four days. Thats all somewhat nerve wrecking. I like the quietness, being alone and all that, but not so much now that my due date is getting nearer. March 20. Seven months in, dang. Id be a total mess if the baby came early. No doubt Jason would rush home, but rushing home from CA or some place else is a bit different than rushing home from across town. I dont want him to miss it, nor do I want to be without him. But I actually do think everything will be fine. I guess its better to have thought and talked about it rather than not.
I missed last weeks episode of Scrubs. I hated myself for a few seconds.