nvts
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Hi! I know I haven't given an update lately, but things have been crazy around here (we had 25 people for Thanksgiving) and I didn't want to drive you all nuts with being too frequent.
I'm beat. I just want to go to sleep 99% of the time, but when I lay down, I get kicked in the slats or "the bladder trampoline dance" begins.
All the kids are trying to be "accommodating" but that doesn't stop the 10,000 phone calls that come in. I'm convinced that there are two neon signs on my roof: One that says "she's taking a nap" and another that says "she's in the bathroom" (which is about every 14.9 minutes - mind you with no results!).
Harriette Hormone is my new name - I'm a witch on wheels one second and then crying over Christmas commercials the next.
My "a-hole" sister decided the day before Thanksgiving that she, her husband, 4 kids, and mother in law as well as my other sister, her husband, their 2 grown kids and brother in law were all going to go for appetizers at psycho sisters house before coming to Dad's for dinner. I had purchased enough stuff for all of these idiots to come and eat all day. I got totally p.o.'d. I cut down on the number of things so as not to have them go to waste, and all of them showed up and ate the appy's that I made for the people that didn't go to the psycho's house.
My only physical problems is that my legs have really gone nuts with the swelling. They look like tree trunks, you can't identify ankle bones and they weigh a lot!!!
So, 9 more "official" weeks left to go, but I'm thinking sooner. Way sooner.
Now I'm off to the ATM to get money out to give the demons to go to their holiday fair tomorrow.
Talk to you all in a little while!
Beth
I'm beat. I just want to go to sleep 99% of the time, but when I lay down, I get kicked in the slats or "the bladder trampoline dance" begins.
All the kids are trying to be "accommodating" but that doesn't stop the 10,000 phone calls that come in. I'm convinced that there are two neon signs on my roof: One that says "she's taking a nap" and another that says "she's in the bathroom" (which is about every 14.9 minutes - mind you with no results!).
Harriette Hormone is my new name - I'm a witch on wheels one second and then crying over Christmas commercials the next.
My "a-hole" sister decided the day before Thanksgiving that she, her husband, 4 kids, and mother in law as well as my other sister, her husband, their 2 grown kids and brother in law were all going to go for appetizers at psycho sisters house before coming to Dad's for dinner. I had purchased enough stuff for all of these idiots to come and eat all day. I got totally p.o.'d. I cut down on the number of things so as not to have them go to waste, and all of them showed up and ate the appy's that I made for the people that didn't go to the psycho's house.
My only physical problems is that my legs have really gone nuts with the swelling. They look like tree trunks, you can't identify ankle bones and they weigh a lot!!!
So, 9 more "official" weeks left to go, but I'm thinking sooner. Way sooner.
Now I'm off to the ATM to get money out to give the demons to go to their holiday fair tomorrow.
Talk to you all in a little while!
Beth
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