So the one thing I absolutely love about being pregnant is being sick, stuffed up with a chapped nose and not being able to do a darn thing about it. On top of it all I have a cat that has taken stalking to a new level. I sit down on the couch he is on me in a second. And not in the way you would think a cute lap cat would. He finds the position that is the most inconvenient to me at the moment...oh you are reading a book, let me lay on your face...oh you are trying to type on the laptop, let me lay across both your arms...I love my cat but for this one reason I am ready to be done being pregnant. Otherwise the pregnancy is going just fine...minus the fact Bryan has throw out Guillermo a few dozen times today. He is just not going to let that name die...
Other thoughts of the day... looking for two mirrors for my half done bathroom.... quite the task for me lately. I don't want anything overpowering (cause I am going with a super fabulous and unique wall paper from Anthropology this one right here. ) but I do need something that stands out and can hold its own. Sigh - I am sure I will find something...but until then I will be driving my husband nuts showing him different screen shots and getting denied each time...he definitely does not have a designer eye or know when certain shapes and lines or colors work with each other but he does have the power of Veto. I am going to have to take that away at some point.
It is also Sunday, which means I don't want to going into work tomorrow and am fantasizing about my tropical vacation that is now where to be seen on my calendar...sigh someday I will be rich and be able to jet off to my own island for doing something trivial like being pregnant at 16...shit that boat has already sailed... no one is going to want to watch me be pregnant at 27...note to self - must find other option at being famous for nothing.
Have a happy week - but not to happy - throw some jaded sass somewhere in there as well :)
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