Oh Dear Lloyd Dobbler

I would like to say that I think that this quote pretty much single-handedly validates my 14-year old self and her near obsessive crush on this man.

Modern Day Horror Story

Warning.  This post is not for the faint of heart.

I had an ultrasound this afternoon.  It's still a little more than 2 weeks until my due date, Pedro (which is what we call the baby in utero) already weighs 7lbs. 15oz.  Babies can gain a pound a week near the end. His legs are as long as a baby who is due today.

And his head is the size of a baby who is one week overdue.

Noodle on that for a while and feel free to share my horror.

Sunny Days

I'm about to embark on my newest pinterest-found craft project.

This is what the new baby is bringing for Claire as her "big sister" present.  I'm at least $20 into the venture and I haven't even started the work yet.  Maybe it would have been better to order them from Etsy.  My only hope is that my characters will end up looking even a little bit like the actual muppets.

Olympic Fever

So we don't have a TV.  Don't get me wrong, we watch plenty of TV we just do it exclusively on Netflix and  the internet.  Both the hubbs and I have lamented more than once this last week that we have no real way to watch the Olympics.  I love the Olympics.  Love them.  The hubbs and I were married right before the last Summer Games and at once point after a long hike we sat down and watched the entire men's marathon.  The whole thing.  Start to finish.

It was awesome.

So even though I haven't been able to spend every evening vegged out in front of the TV watching the Olympics I've still been following along.  A couple of days ago I read this article (which was incredible and you should read it).

And I guess my only response is, you're looking at this body

And all you have to say is that she has bad hair?

And don't tell me that it's just the way we look at all athletes because I've seen Michael Phelps' bad teeth and eyebrows (or should I say eyebrow) and no one's talking about them.  All everyone can seem to see in his case are his washboard abs.

Just Because

Just because I love Dwight, he makes me think of my little brother, and we could all use a little reality check.

Happy Weekend to All.  What are your plans?  The hubbs is working today (so my day is just really like any other day) but tonight we're all headed to the Padres game.  Having a toddler makes you lower expectations and we're only planning on making it through 5 innings.

So when is it appropriate?...

So when is it appropriate to put yourself on bed rest?  Tomorrow I'll be 3 weeks away from baby's arrival.  Does that seem too soon?

As my current body image is a little like this (but with smaller hoots {sad})

I think it might be time.

But first I have to finish a lesson for my church group about marriage and relationships.  Marriage and relationships and honest-to-goodness I look like this.

It's going to be awesome.  Mostly I think we'll talk about how the real secret to marital success is having separate bathrooms.  Nora Ephron said that.  Nora "Friggin' I was nominated for 3 academy awards for my romantic comedies including when Harry met Sally" Ephron people--if she doesn't know a thing or two about living happily ever after who does?

Maybe we should all pray to a higher power that I go into labor tomorrow and thus save my church group from any further romantic musings.

Admit it

You kinda want this.

Me too.  I'm certainly putting it on the short list of things to get my brothers for Christmas.