We build statues of snow and weep when they melt.
I'm a little bored. Just listening to iTunes. My little sis just called and asked if I wanted to go see that new Narnia movie...which I kind of do, but we just bought a Wii, and we haven't bought a crib or anything for the baby, so now I feel bad spending money. I was going to be all crafty and make curtains for our apartment, but the sewing machine is still in the back of the car, which Austin took to work. He's gone until eleven tonight, and he hates his job. He's just waiting for his real job to start in September. I'm just waiting for the baby to come, but at least I like my job.
I found that quote up at the top in one of my old newspapers from the 1800s. I think it's by Sir Walter Scott. I know it should be followed by a profound blog. Do I even have that in me though? Someone else needs to write a profound blog for me. I'm taking a water aerobics class. I thought I might sink because I have a big preggie stomach now. We get water noodles to hold though. I have to wear this gross grandma swimsuit because again, I don't want to shell out for a swimsuit that I'll only wear for a couple months. Sorry, I'm just writing. Trying to focus in on something that's just a little too far. But since everyone just reads this blog as a timewaster anyway, I don’t feel bad about wasting your time.