Thanks

Thanks to all of you that are thinking of me and have resisted the urge to call. If I hear one more "have you had the baby yet?" I'll punch someone. I'm feeling less testy today, but until the baby comes, I'm in a suspended state of nervousness and impatience, so everyone can just keep going about their business and be glad they're not me. I swear I'll let everyone know as soon as it happens. I won't let you down! If anyone just can't resist those itchy dialing fingers, call Jonner.

Find the animals

Here's a photo of my animals loving our bedroom. I had to try to find something to post that actually made me happy--I am officially a crabby bitch. It's my due date and I'm so mad at the baby that she still wants to be inside my bloated body which gets bigger and more painful every day.

Baby, baby, where are you?

Don't worry, I'll post as soon as anything exciting happens. So far, nothing except even more swelling. I don't fit into my danskos anymore and it makes me really sad. It used to be that it was just tight. Now I can't even get my toes in.

I'm still able to do stuff with my hands even though it hurts a bit. The oatmeal cake is gone, but now I have cardamom poundcake with a coffee glaze. Don't you all wish you lived in Minneapolis.

I'm watching Passions, the funniest soap on TV. I just saw a close up shot of a black gloved hand with red nails stuck on the outside. Heh heh. Everything about the show is so ridiculous. What I love is what David Sedaris points out about soaps-- everyone declares in exquisite detail what they are feeling and going to do. "Now I am going to show my ex-fiance who is now engaged to my cousin that I love his brother. It will hurt him, but he deserves it because he cheated on me with my sister. Oh wait, what's all this blood doing here? It's all over my hands! (as she holds out hands with ketchup all over them) Oh my god, there's a guy lying on the street! Who could it be?" Zoom in with ominous music. Cut to commercial.

Waiting

So I'm waiting for this baby. Just waiting. Not impatiently, although I am quite ready to stop expanding and start shrinking again. You know, it's just not right that I can't see anything in between my belly button and my knees.

I'm spending my days watching Days of our Lives, Project Runway, and playing Elebits on the Wii. In between, I pee, drink water, eat, pee, drink water, and eat. You know, this is really the life! The non-pregnant me would be going out of her mind with boredom, but the pregnant me is LOVING it.

I've got a week and a half before my due date, and the days are filled with small tasks and errands. We need a dresser, we're working on installing a new furnace, I'm going to get some pictures taken, I have some friends staying over this weekend, there's always dishes, the laundry, and feeding the animals, and doing the bare minimum with keeping up with friends.

I made an Irish Oatmeal Cake with butterscotch frosting yesterday. If anyone wants to come over and chill with me, you can have some.

Another day another cat fight

The kitties fight for the shoe box

Kitty picture