First, Monday I got home from AZ and visiting the best sister ever. I got my house together, dressed and I made dinner. That's a pretty successful day.
I worked Tuesday. Whatever. I like the clinic I'm at and the people I work with.
Wednesday, I snuck out and got a pedicure while DVS was napping. Wes was working from home, I didn't leave him home alone for and hour and a half. And we got some promising looks at our house. I'm really excited about some of the recent showings. (I'm now writing this after the best week ever, because it got kind of busy. I also don't know if I can show my previous enthusiasm because by brain is full of mucus.)
Thursday morning I worked, then went to horse therapy which I always enjoy. I almost left it at that except I just remembered that was the day I got hit on. Although it was your cliche construction worker, it wasn't the rude honk. He was cute and nice and asked me for directions to I-15 while I was filling up with gas. It took me a minute to realized he was teasing me because I was just in a really good mood that day. Then he told me he just wanted to talk to me because he thought I was pretty (if pregnant with your 2nd kid and just got off work qualifies, I think he lost a bet with his buddy that was in the truck with him). Anyway, I did the girliest thing I've done in 10 years. I laughed, slapped the door of his truck and turned away. Still, I was flattered. Kind of made my day.
Friday was an ultrasound and haircut. Does it get better than that? I mean a small celebration dance must be done just for arriving at 20 weeks. That's 1/2 way people! Although I feel ginormous, no itching yet. Keep your fingers crossed. No we did not find out what we're having. There's a CD in the car that may tell all, but you'll never see it. Mwahahaha! Okay, and I thought about going for the thick, straight across bangs during my haircut. We did a test layer that didn't look so good. But I kind of like how it ended up anyway.
Saturday morning I went to New Moon with Jess. Who better to go with than someone who will laugh at all the inappropriate places, scoff and snort at the cheeziness right along with me? We actually liked it for the most part. I mean how can you not like something that is repeatedly described as better than Twilight? How hard can that be!?!?!? Followed that up with some shopping. Good day. Good day.
2 comments:
I love how you feel "huge" and I can barely tell you are preggers. The best was all the noisy swoons over Jacob's bare chest.
The best was Alice's vision of Bella and Edward as vampires running in the forest. I laughed my head off. And yeah, how come I never looked "cute" or got hit on when I was pregnant???
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