Things I think you should know:
* My children have each separately used the word "Hallelujah" this week. Olivia while relaxing in the bath. K.J. while celebrating the end of the school year. These kids are cool.
* Yesterday I went to my regularly scheduled appointment with my best friend, Dr. Lunt. My blood sugar is off the chart. Yippie! I knew I was sugary and sweet. Thank you. Thank you, one and all.
* I have also, at 32 weeks of gestating, gained fifty pounds. FIFTY. I still love myself, though. My anticipated weight gain was seventy pounds, and darn it if I won't surpass that goal. I am amazing.
* My couch is my best friend.
* So is my husband, for putting away the laundry that was hampering my relationship with the couch. He is a dear, sweet, understanding man. He doesn't ever get jealous, either. He says he trusts both me and the couch. I am proud of this trust and will not betray it.
* I didn't post yesterday, and I won't post tomorrow. F.C., please consider this the Wriday post, since it comprises both Wednesday and Friday posts in one. I am very economical. And conservational. In fact, I would say I am probably the most politically correct woman in the world. What do I see in my future, you ask? The White House. The White House all the way. Watch out, Obama family, Clinton family, and anyone else who will try to stand in my way!
* On Tuesday night, my friend the Young Men's president got me a Caffeine-Free Diet Coke. To which I must ask: if that is not Christian charity, then what is? I hope to one day do such an act of service for another. Pay it forward, if you will. And I will.
* K.J. informed me today that his cousin and friend Addie is grounded. Is this true, Trina? I asked if she did something naughty, and he said "No!" like 'how could you say that?' Something about the diabolical neighbors back yard (you know who I'm talking about) and I think a sneak-out. I want all the details. And if it is all a fabrication... darn it. Because it was a good story.
* I woke up this morning and my face looks different. Slightly... puffy. My husband denied it, but my physical therapist said "Wow, it really does look puffy. Is it going to be this way the whole rest of the time?" I said, "Nope, just 'till I deliver this child." I get puffy. And will only get puffier, until I morph into a barely recognizable version of my former self. I can not wait. The the pool therapist said "Marie, you only got sunburned on one part of your face!" To which I just nodded, because I didn't want to say "You evil person, that is my birthmark and I knew it was getting brighter and I thought you were nice but you are mean!" But I didn't. 'Cause my Mama raised me better then that.
* I love the Pixar movie 'Monsters, Inc.' It is my favorite. By leaps and bounds, my very favorite. K.J., the nervous-movie-watcher, will not watch it. Olivia, my girl with the guts of iron, loves it. She is good for all of us.
* I love her and also her freckles.
* I love Kaje and also his freckles.
* I love having kids with freckles. I just think they are so adorable. If you have freckles, I just love you for it, too. I think they are the single cutest physical trait out there. Well, freckles and dimples. I love you all equally.
* Did you know that the Book of Revelation was written before the Gospel of St. John? I just was amazed to find that out. I have tried to read the Book of Revelation, and really thought maybe John was dehydrated on his deserted island, but apparently he was totally hydrated. I once read the baptist book series "Left Behind." It was so darn fascinating, I learned a whole lot more about Baptist beliefs... at least I think they were accurate. I don't know. If you are my friend or a stranger and you are of the Baptist persuasion, could you tell me if those books are an accurate representation of your belief system? I'd really like to know, because I really enjoyed those books. People have since tried to get me to read an "end of the world" series by an L.D.S. author, and I just say No Thanks. Because I'm not all about the end of the world. And I think the Baptists got it covered first. Or something. Either way, I'd rather read Nora Roberts right now. Amen.
* Can we still be friends even though I tell you all these things? Someone should stop me. But not the sweeping palm of God. I'm saying more like, you could leave a gentle comment suggesting I learn to self-edit.
* Sometimes I wish my friend Jenny would be my editor, because if I write something and I know it's just... off... or if I'm confused about spelling or sentence structure, I wish she was my live-in editor. Think about it, Jenny. It could be a new path for you.
* I'm working on organizing our family pictures. It has been fun. Amen.
* Labor and delivery suddenly sounds like a super idea. This only happens when the opposite looks worse. But labor? I love it. It sounds sooooo fun. If my little girl could take it, I'd do it today. For real. And break a pinata on the way, because I would be just so happy. I guess I will have to save my fiesta for seven more weeks. Only seven. And then you never. have. to. hear. me. complain. like. this. again. Unless you keep reading this humble little blog. But that would be your fault, not my own. See?
* I watched 'Avatar.' Finally. The last living human on earth to see it. And I don't really have anything else to say about it, except that I watched it. I watched 'Avatar.' Amen.
* You now know all the key ingredients to live a long and happy life. Nanoo-Nanoo. Live long and prosper. I see you. May the Force be with you. And all those other fun alien well-wishes to help you through your day.
*You are loved!