Sneakin' a peek

Dinner was as good as expected and I ate til I was uncomfortable! This is my cousin Madison, bowing her head for prayer. My mom just happened to have her camera ready (she always does!) and snapped this.

Madison's mom, Blakley, is pregnant too (3 weeks ahead of me to be exact!) and it was the first time we saw eachother since we both found out. Lots of laughs all around...it was an enjoyable evening. Plus, it was nice to actually look forward to something. I'm slowly resuming the old me.

Singing in the car with Anthony, making crazy voices and laughing past 9 pm...its good to be back.

Tomorrow I go on the hunt for some maternity clothes with Mom. A bra is a must but I would like to buy that band that goes around the outside of your jeans...so you can wear your favorite pair while with child. I tried to squeeze into an old pair today while dressing for work, and while I got it buttoned, I felt I was squeezing the life out of my unborn child. Plus, I couldn't breath.

Tonight we are going to see Batman with a couple of our friends. It will be sad to see Heath Ledger. I really respected him as an actor and was shocked and saddened when I heard of his passage. Anyway, I hear he is amazing in the part.

That's all for now.

The difference a clean fridge makes

Some pictures for the taking.

Inspired by an old friend to start blogging. Have been mentally blocked in the writing arena for some time. Probably because I have a 90 page novel that is far from being finished but feel in my heart of hearts is my ticket out of the cubicle life.

I read somewhere that if you aspire to be a writer, you must write everyday, about anything and everything. So here I go.

We got back from Our First Annual Family and Friends Tybee Island Trip. I spent months counting down days (which, in turn, made them crawl) to when we left. Its nice to not be anticipating something. To live and let live. Its also nice to feel like myself again.

First Trimester ended as soon as vacation started but I haven't started feeling better until just recently (i.e. yesterday). Pregnancy sucked the soul out of me and all the joy that went with it. Damn uncontrollable hormones.

Anthony cleaned out the fridge yesterday. There may have been an undisclosed bargaining tool used but it is clean none-the-less. I told him I wanted all the "stinky" (i.e. rotten, moldy food) out of the house and the moldy Tupperware cleaned before I got home. It is amazing the difference a clean fridge makes. I now have hope to go grocery shopping (seriously, we had no room for groceries because of the mounds of moldy leftovers).

The house has gone to shambles because I've been sick with pregnancy and mess, for me, equals hopelessness. I looked around my dressing room (soon to be dressing room/nursery) and had a desire to clean. I suddenly had hope. The first trimester is passing.

Tonight is Anthony and my birthday dinner (our birthdays are in May, mind you). Its the only family tradition my family has. My Aunt and Uncle and their kids, my parents, Anthony and I congregate at least once a month a Mema's house and she prepares whatever meal the birthday folks desire. I'm excited about our meal.