Like a bad dream...

One of my least favorite recurring dreams is set in "high school" (which of course, looks like some weird combination of schools I attended instead of Richmond Senior.) Class has been going on for weeks, or sometimes it's the day of the final exam, and I'm desperately trying to find my way to class for the first time. Sometimes I can't get a ride, and sometimes I don't even know what classes I'm scheduled for. Folks who know me well might analyze this dream as me dealing with my lifelong procrastination tendency. (Tendency? That's being generous.) Fellow Tarheels are smiling because they've caught the similarity between the dream and the first half of my undergraduate education. Note, Dad: Similarity - not exact replication. I did graduate, you know.

Opening up the blog tonight gave me the same feeling as when I wake up from that dream. FEBRUARY 22nd!!!? Holy pajamas, I'm late! I even discovered that I'd begun an entry Easter weekend, but never posted. So, if you look below this entry, you'll see a few pictures from three months ago. [Slapping myself on the forehead.]

Maybe I have procrastinated. Maybe it really was because our computer is running that slow. Maybe it was because it was a really weird, difficult ending to the year at school. Maybe it's because I'm pregnant and tired.

Yes, for those who don't know... We're expecting again! (Insurance claims people, look away, please.) I can't go to the doctor until July for insurance purposes, but I think we're due in the middle of January. The couch and I have gotten really chummy, because the nausea and I are duking it out. Gabby is a trooper, and she modifies her play time so I can play from the couch. You'd be surprised what we can do. Puzzles, play-dough, books, Legos, TV. TV probably didn't surprise you.

So, enough blabbing, and on with the pictures. Now that we're borrowing Rachel's computer for a while, blogging is a lot easier. Hopefully I can get a video of G singing soon. That kid might take after Mommy after all. People in stores love the "Name That Grocery Item" song.

Big Girl Bed!!!
Pink with polkadots. Aaaaah!


















Hot Rod

Mothers' Day 2008
Never thought I'd do matching seersucker, but it happened.



















Balloon Fixation
I guess it happens to everybody at some point.