Sunday, May 31, 2009
High and tight
Check out the mother ship. I might be one of those women who gets hugely pregnant, I mean, what is up with that stomach? Nothing I can do about that now except blame Bill and take him down with me. Bill and Sunny unexpectedly ended up at a Hungarian restaurant tonight--hey, you roll with a pregnant woman, your going to have to eat. I can't control my appetite right now, sometimes I can barely eat and other times I can throw down wiener schnitzel. It's cool, I have no doubt the weight will come off after the baby, it may take a while, but I know how to lose weight and I have a lot of confidence in myself in that way.
This weekend was a bit of a yawner, Bill was out of town all last week so we spent time catching up on yard work and shopping. Bill went out for a 60 mile ride with the Iron buddies on Saturday and I got to go buy new curtains for the living room. Surprisingly, this didn't make me crazy. It's true what they say about nesting, if I had some sticks I would literally build a nest. The satisfaction I've been getting from home improvements is borderline psychedelic. Every time I look at the new curtains I get a surge of hormones and feel warm and cozy inside. MMmmmm. Curtains.