Beh, my throat hurts. I don’t mind so much, except that I sure don’t want to get sick and go into labor. Hopefully it’s just a little bug and will clear up right away with lots of liquids and such. Anyhow, I can stay home from work if necessary.
A friend stopped by today to drop off more awesome hand-me-downs. She gave us a very nice high chair and a bunch of other good stuff. We’re sort of at the tail end of our friends having kids, and are reaping the benefits big-time.
Storage is difficult, though – gah! Our closets now look like a Tetrus game. I packed one closet so tight that Barry looked at it and said “you’ve just disproven everything that science thought it knew about women and spacial visualization.” Ha ha. I replied that if we could just figure out how to make things disappear, we could invent some really cool storage products and get rich. Damned space-time continium.
Oh – and happy birthday to meeeeee!
