These are definetly not the blues

I've become accustomed to replying that I feel great and this pregnancy has been super easy with not much for me to complain about whenever asked. And it's the truth. I know so many women that have experienced such discomfort and their bodies betraying them during pregnancy that I feel like the little things that I've endured have been nothing to talk about, much less whoa is me about.

But I want to make a list, mostly for posterity not to bring out my complaint list for whiny purposes, of the discomforts or difficulties I have experienced (even though in my book they are reasonable and quite few and far between).

1. The first time I threw up and blamed being pregnant - thinking 'oh no, if it's starting this early there's no telling how bad it's going to be' - I wasn't even pregnant.

2. The second time I threw up, I was on an airplane. That in and of itself was a story for the books, but I couldn't really blame pregnancy since the timing of our flights had made eating lunch impossible, and I drank a bubbly ginger on an empty stomach then experienced some hefty turbulence. My poor body didn't have a chance!

3. The third time (there were only 3, well technically 2, but you get the idea) I haphazardly opened the kitchen garbage with my face way too close and some rotting meat bones hit me square in the nose. I ran to the bathroom. Yes, there was an open trash can a foot in front of my face, and I still ran to the bathroom, that's how bad the smell was, I couldn't even throw up on top of it.

4. During my second trimester, as my baby grew and my hips spread, my sacrum would scream in pain. Sometimes it would hurt if I was sitting, sometimes if I was walking, sometimes if I was standing for too long...it hurt whenever it darn well wanted to. But...with a little time spent on the yoga mat with the best dvd for pregnant women everywhere, the pain would disappear and I would feel good as new. (See my point? Nothing really to complain about when there's a solution for a fix.)

5. There were some spurts here and there, most notably the week of February 10th, when I was starving every 2 hours and felt like I was either making something to eat or eating something 24 hours a day. The most recent baby growth spurt was accompanied with crazy headaches. If there wasn't something in my stomach at the 2 hour mark, I would freak out because of the pain. But again, as long as I anticipated and had a counter attack in mind (namely food at the ready) then I was fine.

6. Lack of brain power. How could I forget this life altering one? Oh right, I don't have a quick memory like I used to. The first trimester was tough for one reason. My brain felt like mush. The worst symptom was short term memory loss. It wasn't that I sat there thinking, "I'm forgetting
something, what is it, what is it, what is it?!?" No. It was worse than that. I had NO idea I had forgotten anything NO IDEA. It was terrible. I would have a conversation, commit to doing something, and then completely forget and never do it. Bless the people in my life for not throwing me off a cliff. I wasn't the me that was awesome...but I adapted. When I figured it out I just began carrying a big stack of paper with me. I would write everything down with little boxes for checking things off next to each to do, or different color pens or highlighters making me aware of important names or phone numbers and I would read over my papers over and over again all day to make sure nothing was lost.

The first day about 3 months ago that I remembered our business EIN number off the top of my head the second after someone asked for it was like a dream come true. I spouted it off (then looked on my phone to double check that it was correct) and was so relieved that my memory was coming back. It's not 100%. But I'm working on it.

7. Sleep. I've never been a very good sleeper, as you all must know, until I began taking nightly doses of melatonin. Then I read that because melatonin isn't a drug it isn't approved or even tested for use during pregnancy and side affects are unknown to the developing fetus. So, naturally, I stopped taking it. Surprisingly, I've slept quite well without it and have developed better habits for sleep all around. Sure I had a few stretches where I would wake up three times during the night to pee. But three times isn't that bad. Sure I fought sleeping on my side cause I loved to sleep on my tummy - and did for as long as possible. Sure, I've been woken up by a very active baby in the wee hours of the morning, or because I am starving and need a snack. But so what? I don't think it's all that bad, but maybe that's just the insomniac in me talking.

8. The car. Car rides are becoming more difficult. And driving is the worst, there's this darn steering wheel in the way of me and getting out of the door. But, it's not that bad. Just a little uncomfortable and sometimes embarrassing when trying to exit the vehicle.


9. The hardest thing for me though has been the physical change in me - and the idea of your body betraying you. It's not that I'm super uncomfortable or that I can't do anything, I actually don't mind the very late state of pregnancy that I'm in...it's actually pretty easy.

But I'm unable to accomplish the things I once could. I spent a day on set in December and by 8 hours in I couldn't get up from my chair because all my muscles were seizing from being over worked. I have to clean the house or organize things in little spurts, I can't just work for 3 hours straight and get it all done. If I exert myself for more than an hour, I'll most likely pay for it later with sore muscles. I am binding my tummy to help alleviate pressure on my uterine muscles and it's kind of obnoxious to have to do it. But I adapt, and then I can't complain, but I still can't wait for the day when the reason I can't get things done is cause I have a baby and not cause my body screams 'no'.

10. My relationships. I already miss that my friendships revolve more around my child then they do around the friendship, or shared interests. It's alright that Christmas brought gifts for me that were really gifts for the baby, I love that he is so loved.

But I talk so much about the baby, or baby things, or how I'm feeling because I'm pregnant, or if I'm prepared, or how I feel about the impending labor, that sometimes I just want to scream and talk about something else. I fear that all my conversations in the future will consist of stories about my child, or how my marriage is because of the addition, or about diapers or such things. I know there is a part of my past life that will never come back and I'm good with that, I think I just need to learn how to adapt to this in a way that doesn't mean I loose myself. I know I can. It will just take practice, and for me to have an ugly and dull kid so no one wants to talk about him...kidding.

Here's a get you ready preview of what we'll almost look like in less than a month (this is baby Atticus, born February 15th to our friends Tucker and Maricel).




Don't forget to place your bets on the last post...there could be a prize to win!

A snapshot at the first half

Facts about this whole pregnancy thing (about mine, not in general)

1. My daily calorie intake increased dramatically when I found out I was pregnant - from 1100/1200 to 1800/1900

2. I haven't had alcohol since 2 weeks prior to getting pregnant

3. I weened myself off full caff coffee straight away, and multiple cups in a day, to a single half caff cup each morning.

4. I've been taking prenatal vitamins and fish oil for over a year now and last week added in extra magnesium, D vitamin, cod liver oil, and vitamin C

5. I've been off high-fructose corn syrup and refined anything (excluding the occasional splurge) for almost the same year

6. I drink raw milk and eat farm fresh eggs

7. Since getting pregnant I've added beef to my diet. (All our meat is hormone and additive free)

8. I stopped wearing shoes with heels and discovered two things: all my pants are way to long and everyone else is much taller than I realized.

9. I brought the nightly walk back into my life.

10. My metabolism increased to the degree that I lost almost 20 lbs, I didn't have any morning sickness that led to throwing up at all, and just 2 weeks ago (at 21 weeks) finally started gaining weight again.

23 weeks and still counting

She's down, no she's up. No, no, wait, she's down.

If you've been following my twitter you'll know everything that's been going on with me lately and I don't think I'll have to give a play by play of my life. That's the great thing about tweets. It's a short, sweet way of talking about the day to day, without having to get out the laptop, listen to the fan kick on, and type word after word of the story.

What the blog is good for is the awesome details of stories that just have to be told and don't fit into 140 characters. Like this one.

We went on a walk. It was friday and it was gorgeous out and he suggested a walk. What he should have said was a hike. I didn't wear shoes for a hike, Nike running shoes, I wore shoes for a walk, converse. Converse and sweaty feet and hills and me apparently do not go hand in hand. I braved it out, got home a couple of hours later and applied two band aids, one to each little toe.

Flash forward.

It's saturday night. We have checked into our hotel, a lovely Hilton on SW 6th in Ptown, and we're headed out for sushi and sake before the concert. Obviously, I get out the iphone and find the perfect sushi location just 2 blocks from the lobby, then I figure out how to take public transportation from there over to the Roseland theater. I proceed to slip on my black wedges and head out the door.

Then the following events lead to two scraped knees, a concrete burned left forearm and elbow, and a sore ankle and neck.

1. The restaurant was closed. Not closed as in for the evening either, closed until further notice. Apparently the owners were not that happy with the state of the downtown area and the never ending construction and couldn't stay open while the city "figured it out". Sad, mostly cause I'd always meant to go, but hadn't been able to yet.

2. 5 1/2 blocks later we landed at another sushi joint. I was thoroughly happy.

3. Sake...x2 (no I wasn't drunk, I'm just saying it could have been a factor)

4. Four city blocks later we landed at a crosswalk. It was Burnside. (Yes, it happened on Burnside.) When we reached the curb the countdown had already begun, but we had just barley escaped one crazy lady who was kicking at cars and a few others were perched on the corner, eager for us to have to wait for the light, so we bolted.

We bolted across the street, and my wedges mixed with steps 1-4 and a big pothole in the middle of the sidewalk landed me in a very unattractive sudo-somersault in the middle of the street.

I fell-ish and almost recovered like five or six times before I landed. Luckily my dress, jacket, or face weren't cut open and I could walk away from the scene never to see the people that witnessed it ever again...that is except for my husband, my caring, helpful, loving husband who did nothing but pick me up and hold my arm as I limped to the other side of the street.

One last thing, there were no tears. I'm brave like that. Just ask my husband, the first thing I did was check to make sure I didn't ruin anything I was wearing, as long as I wasn't bleeding through, I figured I was good. And no, I will not wear more sensible shoes, it had nothing to do with the shoes I was wearing, and they are adorable.
Plus I couldn't wear running shoes, I just couldn't

The opposite of hard times

We just started our tenth year of marriage. So we haven't been married ten years, we've been married nine and the tenth has just begun. I'm not stating that for your purpose, I'm stating it for mine, to make sure I've got it right, and to help the feeling settle in. By this time next year we'll have been married ten years. I'll have known Andy more than half my life.

We've done a lot together.

grown up
experienced loss
broken up
got married
moved out of state
lived next to our best friends for over 5 years
watched our best friends get divorced
traveled to California every way possible, besides covered wagon
bought a house

So you get it. The list goes on and on. One major thing we haven't done together is raise a child. I don't know if it will happen. I don't know what God has in store for our future. I feel like I've finally become at peace with either/or. I used to almost dread the thought of being pregnant, I didn't think we were ready, I knew I wasn't ready. Then for a season I wanted it more than anything, but the time wasn't right. Then when I thought the time was right, it didn't happen for months and months and I was upset, frustrated, worried.

But I think it's better this way. I'm not afraid, I'm not worried, I'm not obsessed with the idea, or consumed with the thoughts. I'm good. I'm good with us, with where are life is and who we are as a couple. If we become parents I'll be happy, if we don't I'll be happy. I think it's a good place to be. Just be.


On our way to the TV on the Radio show
Honeymoon weekend 2009

It's begining to look a lot like...

Spring. Sorry to throw you off if you were singing a little tune and said "Christmas" there instead of Spring, but, you know...Although it's freezing out, our first bulbs are sprouting, rain is piling up all around the yard in happy little puddles, the neighbors cat is pregnant, and it's just about Spring, so it seemed more appropriate even though the house across the street still has big twinkly snowflake lights hung above the garage door.

Things I'm doing with my time on a Sunday:
1. I spent a good 25 minutes going back and forth with KiKi, drying her off in between spurts of her cleaning herself, after she spent a good couple of hours out in the downpour this morning.
2. I made eggs in toast. Yes, eggs in toast. It's when you cut a rectangle out of the middle of a piece of bread (in our case Ezekiel), butter a pan, toss in the bread, then crack an egg in the hole and let it cook.
3. I watched 'My kid could paint that' a documentary about Marla Olmstead, the now 9 year old child painter.
4. Since I cleaned the kitchen yesterday, and I mean cleaned it, including the inside of the oven and the top of the grates with scouring and much elbow effort, I cleaned the stove top again this morning after cooking breakfast, just so I could bask it it's perfect cleanliness a little longer.
5. I'm reading a book that my mom sent me. It's not really my normal style of reading material, but it's cold outside and it's nice to have a good reason to sit on the couch with a warm blanket and KiKi on my lap that isn't like 'wasting time' doing nothing.
6. After I hit Publish Post I'm getting up and finishing the cleaning of the house, which includes the bathroom and the mess of an area we call the 'dining table' most of the time, but that right now would be more appropriately titled the 'junk table'.

We've watched a few movies I'd like to comment about (Revolver included Mrs. Culver), and I still have to download all the photos from my camera (including Little Mister and his baby brother) and mention a few of the events that have happened over the past couple of months (Science shows, travels with work etc). But for now, deal with the list above and check your google reader or whatever soon to catch up with what's been going on in my head.

They said there'd be days like this, but months?! Come on now...

February went like this:

1. 18 days home, 10 days on the road
2. Valentines day, me at home, him on the road
3. Number of phone calls or celebrations attended (not including fb) for 9 Family and Friend birthdays
4. Cities I slept in, Eugene, Las Vegas, Portland, Seattle
5. Number of Days I was sick
6. Number of holiday's in the month - minus one (come on, this thing started off totally random until I realized the numbers were correlating with the list- this one's just to get us to #7)
7. Amount of deadlines on average I had each week this month at work.

I'm undecided yet if I'm happy that it's now March, cause as things stand right now, I don't think anything's slowing down.
Andy's already fulfilled #5 on his own for March.

Half way to good

I should be doing something else. But this seems more enjoyable.

Things I should be doing right now:

1. Starting the laundry
2. Unpacking from my last trip
3. Cleaning the bathroom
4. Starting dinner
5. Cleaning up the Living room, which mostly means the dining table
6. Yard work
7. Organizing the house
8. Preparing Craig's List ads for stuff we need to get rid of
9. Going through my clothes since I'm going to go buy more since I don't think I have anything to wear, I should really make that statement legit by getting rid of things I really don't wear.
10. Organizing/Cleaning the garage - it doesn't seem like I should do this alone though...
11. Cleaning the kitchen
12. Getting all our stuff ready for taxes

Things I am doing:

1. Reveling in the fact that I fixed the kitchen faucet all by myself (Last time I needed help just to finish the basic job. This time I had to take the whole thing apart again and add grease to the gaskets so the spout would turn side to side without needing the winner from this year's Mister Universe's help.)
B. Procrastinating by writing a blog, duh.


The good thing about a procrastination list is that it can very easily become a handy To Do List. So props to that. What are you procrastinating from as you read this blog?

I swear I believe things will get better

1. This American Life is amazing Episode #375 'Bad Bank' is all about the Bank Crisis. Check it out.

2. The weather thwarted my yard work plans. Oh darn.

3. I bought the wrong stuff to finish fixing the faucet. The grease will corrode the gaskets and that's so not what I want to do.

4. I met the little Mister's little brother, baby M. Photos to come

5. Tom Waits Tribute night is officially over and a success.

6. I'm trying to make up for all the time away from my home by cleaning and fixing and doing yard work today. We shall see...

I want coffee

What's new?

1. I returned home from Seattle and Portland, the shoots were mostly a success
2. Three jobs we had bid on came back, approved, it's gunna stay busy
3. Some guy is coming by the house today to give us a bid to paint it
4. Hopefully by summer we'll be able to get the house new windows. The ones we've got now have broken seals and don't do their job so well.
5. Our friends just had their baby and I can't wait to meet him and introduce him to the world. (History dictates they make good looking babies.)
6. We had a date day yesterday...all day, on a friday. It included Watchmen, Vietnam Restaurant, and new shoes.

What's new with you? Add something to my list in the comments. I miss you people.

Like a list and a blog all rolled into one

1. I got sick from being on an airplane
2. I went to Vegas


Best things about Vegas
1. hanging out with my cousin Jesse
2. helping out Rise Up - it's like volunteering
3. Meeting Ashley designer of Owlita - best roommate I could have had since my husband wasn't available (i.e. he wasn't able to come to Vegas)

Worst things about Vegas
1. Everything else


3. I'm leaving in the morning for Seattle, then to Portland for work. I won't be home till Wednesday...at some point.

4. I'm tired just thinking about it.
5. Also. My life is fantastic.
6. Andy's older brother will be in Portland on Monday and I may just get to see him

I've been busy again

I wish my brain could go on the internet and write a blog for me, one day spaceman, one day.

1. Fish cooking
2. Spinach salad being made
3. Rice soaked and cooking
4. My husband's in the kitchen and I'm sitting on the couch with a blanket draped over my legs.

I'm leaving for Vegas on Sunday.
It's not a vacation, it's a bit like donating to a non-profit, but with my life instead of with cash money.

peace out.

Things On My Mind

1. There are rumblings. Rumblings that the government's new bailout could bode well for home owners. I would totally love that.

2. My triceps and abs are sore from pilates. I'm happy about that and hope to god I can keep it up

3. Azure has totally been on my mind, like all the time

4. Today I saw my man's face on the phone when he was calling and I had this swell of something that made me really miss him and have this moment of like falling in love with him, with butterflies and the like. After 8 years that was so crazy to me.

5. I haven't run all week and I'm totally fine with it. (see #2)

6. We've been eating farm fresh eggs (free range, no hormones, from down the road) and I must admit I don't ever want to eat an egg from a place like this ever again

7. I have mixed feelings about the leaked audio tapes of Christian Bale's outburst on set. I still would like to have a few questions answered before I pass judgment, and also I'd like to actually hear the whole tape and not just the 5 seconds I heard followed by commentary. But the fact is the only reason I even care a little is cause I had a huge crush on him when I first saw Newsies. And I don't think he'll be returning my call anytime soon, so in the end, I don't care anymore.

8. I want to go visit Andy and Jen and little Mister. I'm kind of mad it hasn't worked out. There. I said it. I'm mad about it. I mean, it will kind of be the last time to make a memory of just the three of them cause little brother's about to make an appearance.

I mean look at this kid. He's a freakin delight.

I don't have a clever title for this thing

We're sort of attempting to catch up with everyone this week, and it seems to sort of be working out. But then again, it seems not to be working out also (the Frenches...we'll get up there I swear). For all of the early mornings (it makes the day longer) and slowish work week help, we still can't get enough time together in the same room to even figure out when we can do stuff together, much less with other people.

And February is looking to be busy already (for starters I'm going to Vegas, VEGAS!).

But, I'm not complaining, okay I'm complaining a little. But listen. The blog has been quiet for a few reasons. Reasons I'm not ready to talk about yet, but you'll know soon enough, and some reasons I will talk about.

I'm tired for one. To tired by the time the day is just about over to even think about writing something intelligent, much less interesting. But that's just complainy and that's not what I want this post to be about. So we're on to something else.

Another reason I haven't posted is cause I've been irked. Bothered. Frustrated.
Maybe I'm getting old?

There are things I think I should post about, and then I realize I'd just be complaining and I do not want this blog to be about complainy things.

But I thought I'd make a list and you all could think what you will about my reasoning and frustration and I could just be done with it and then feel freedom move on to happier things. Cause people, I'm not an angry person, I'm a happy person. Here goes.

Things that Irk Me (in no particular order of importance, I just like lists with numbers)

1. Prop 8, specifically the reason why Christians looove prop 8
2. Ugly Betty, it used to be a fun little show to watch on a Saturday and now it's just all whiney
3. My husband snoring and waking me up at night
4. the Kitty scratching on the door and waking me up at night
5. I'm tired
6. The fact that people are saying Jessica Simpson looks fat, I mean that she has a "curvier, fuller figure" WTF
7. I'm cold all the time
8. I haven't gotten to just hang out with my husband in almost a month
9. I have to work all the time
10. the last thing is something I don't want to talk about

....

It was a nice day. Not fantastic, not, not fantastic. It was good. Better than some, but not worse than most. A few grand people made it better than it would have been and for that I'm so thankful. Andy did little things that makes me know how much he loves me. And now for my favorite thing. A list.

1. He cleaned the computer, wiped it down and made it white and clean again.
2. He made breakfast and coffee.
3. He cleaned the floors. I hate cleaning the floors. He picked up my things thrown about and vacuumed the floors.

It's the little things that make me know.

4. He came down to my work for the last hour I was there and sat at the desk across the way from me just to be there and work, cause I had been all alone in the office all day.
5. He unlocks my door and opens it for me before the rain soaks through my clothes.
6. He says, "come out here," so he can talk to me about my day while he makes a quick dinner for himself before heading to work.
7. He silently rolls down the window after he drops me off for dinner and gives me a kiss through it.
8. He calls when he's on his way home.

The day is looking up...even though it's just about over.

goodbye 2008. We will never forge...what huh, you wanna dance 2009? Okay, wait I think I was saying something....

I like the feeling of being "back". It's good to start the day with a run...we didn't today cause it was early to work instead, but tomorrow we will. I'm back calling people to hang out and stopping by to say, hey. I'm going back to knitting group tonight and beginning a new project which will hopefully become a gift for a new little man that will be joining little mister in a couple of months.

I'm back blogging, but that was obvious. So I'm back, back with another list for you, this one inspired by - er I mean stolen from - Jem and his blog found here

Things not invited back for 2009

1. Divorce
2. People leaving
3. house hunting
4. election related paraphernalia, or commercials, or rallies, or blogs, or news commentaries, or mass emails claiming this or that about one of the delegates, you get my disdain don't 'cha?
5. Celebrities buying- I mean adopting kids from Africa, what about China for a change? (Seriously, read through the linked article. It's got great quotes.)
6. Coffee breath at 3 in the afternoon
7. Stephanie Meyers lack of writing skills
8. the recession
9. my nephew getting bit on the face by a dog
10. blogs from women complaining about their husbands
11. clutter
12. oh, I almost forgot, World Hunger.
13. And...birthdays. Forget 'em. Who needs 'em, I'll just take the presents.

Also just so you know, I posted on the Push This Blog

It has nothing to do with a new year but...

I click the words "new post" and imagine the tapping on the keyboard I'll make. And then it appears. The blank page before me, it begins to become a group of words squished together to form sentences that then become paragraphs. It hits me. There is so much to say, but nothing that I'm ready to say out loud. And so. I'll hit you with a few facts from the last couple of months in the format I am most fond of right now, a list.

1. Parents from both of our childhoods (mom, and mom and dad) came to visit for Thanksgiving.

2. I failed to complete NANOWRIMO, or at least I stopped after 2 weeks because I figured out that although the acronym seems to work for using the month of November as it's time frame, life actually frowns on the idea with the holiday and visitors taking precidence.

3. I blogged like twice at the Push This blog so that was kind of the same amount that I blogged here, but then I failed to blog a promised follow up blog, so that's on the list for monday.

4. Andy's computer crashed and won't start up anymore. So, we've been sharing my laptop, which I guess now is technically "our" laptop and I sorta blame that for the lack of blogging, and general lack of internet use in the last couple of months. I would really like to remedy this soon.

5. My birthday is this coming Thursday. It'll be my last drink of the devil's fruit for a while. I'm cleaning out my body and trying to get rid of the extra fat around my *commence general waving of the hands in a circular motion* this section.

Which leads me to 6. I ran today.
It was freezing. It made my lungs hurt when I breathed. But, the good thing about it being so damn cold was that I ran for longer than I'd scheduled to cause I didn't want to stop and get cold again. Which eventually I did, stop...and get cold again.

7. It snowed at our little house.

8. I sent out Christmas cards. If you didn't get one, it's either cause I don't have your address, or I ran out. Sorry.

9. I spent Christmas Eve, semi without Andy. He had to work. Ya. Lame.

10. We spent Christmas day with other orphaned friends in Eugene and enjoyed our time with them immensly.

11. I thought the kitty was lost forever, but it turned out she was just hiding in a bucket under the bed trying to stay warm.

12. I'm really into Ghost in the Shell right now

13. Andy bought me the most insane Christmas gift - he surprised me with a Chi

14. We bought him rain gear so he can ride the motorcycle again now. Although I still need to get a helmet, so if you know of one, or find one that you'd like to tell me about, I'd be happy if you did.

15. I finally hung some stuff in the Living Room utilizing our sweet "picture molding" Which means I had to learn to tie sick, never loosening knots in fishing line that the frames hang from little hooks on the molding. It was great. I love the internet. I feel like if you know the right questions to ask, you can learn almost anything.

16. I read the entire Twilight series.

17. I'm trying to knit my first hat

18. I missed being with our family this Christmas for some strange reason.

19. on thursday I'll begin my last year in my twenties.

20. I love my little house.

This is not a New Year's resolution or anything, but I'm trying to be more social, hang out with people a lot this year and invest in people the way I want to but always don't, or can't find the time to. I hope this blog is filled with more posts of musings, lists, discoveries, and pictures of things and people I love. This is going to be a year of calm goodness. That's what I think anyways. What's your year going to be?

good thoughts for a change.

I've been a tad bit bummed the past week. So, to help bring some cheer back into my soul...I'm making a list. I like it when other people do it, so I'm going to do it.


10 things, this weekend, that made me smile.

1. On friday when my husband said, "I want to take you on a date. I'll go anywhere with you. Shopping or some kind of store...Whatever you want." "what?" "I want to go somewhere with you that I don't like, so it's all for you."
(Unfortunately for me, I had no desire to go shopping anywhere. But we did do chores together and it's always easier and fun when there's someone else to share in the agony.)

2. When my sarcastic comments to my friends don't get destroyed by the un-emotional internet...Meaning, I love that my friends get me.

3. Knowing my sister-in-law will be here for a visit on Thursday and our plans include Mojitos ... and so far, that's all.

4. my husband's writing more

5. a clean house

6. tea pots and loose leaf tea

7. bike rides

8. the breeze

9. adorable old men

10. cuddles


This took me a surprisingly long time to compile, and the weekend's only half over and therefore shouldn't be hard to recall. I think it's mostly a testament to the sad state I've been in lately. I'm working on a more cheerful approach to tomorrow.