one. I didn’t get that lovely energy spike this weekend I got last Saturday. Just enough for a load of dishes and two loads of laundry. Not enough to say grace over.
two. But more importantly, we have a doctors appointment today with an ultrasound!!!! We will leave the hospital today with an envelope that will contain a piece of paper with either “boy” or “girl” written on it that WILL remain sealed until Saturday. It will remain sealed because it will be LOCKED in Dad’s glove compartment. I’m so excited to finally put a name to Baby W.
three. I’m back on the reading train! I went home Friday with two borrowed books. One Danielle Steel novel and Be Our Guest, a book about Disney’s excellent customer service. REALLY excited about that one. But first I must finish Allegiant! I can’t start one book without finishing what I was reading first. It’s like having an affair…
four. Went into my first maternity story. Mother of pearl, maternity crap is expensive. I think I'll be sticking to Target.
five. GAME OF THRONES SPOILERS HERE!! Yay!! Jofferey finally died! He was bleeding out of his face and turning grotesquely purple and Chris and I were fist pumping with joy. Now if Cerci would kick the bucket I would be happy.
six. Pastor Chris told us Sunday that in August we’re starting a sermon series that answers the question “Are We Living in the End Times?” Civilian planes are being shot out of the sky. This is only one of the many reasons I think the short answer is “yes”.
seven. This is like something out of a nightmare:
eight. Sleep has not been my friend lately. I've been tossing and turning and waking up several times. But last night I woke up at 1 and couldn't even entertain going back to sleep until 3.
nine. I was listening to an old NOW cd yesterday from senior year. Naturally I start getting all sentimental about high school and thinking how you could NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS PAY ME ENOUGH TO GO BACK. SCREW THAT NOISE. SCREW HIGH SCHOOL. SCREW BELLS. SCREW 20 POUND BOOKS.
Story of my high school career:
ten. I hear the dryer going off. Guess that means it's time to put on some pants and get this party started.