Confessions

I figured out how to post a picture on my blog so that I could include a photo of a baseball player. I’ve never posted a picture of Raisin. I pinky-swear that I will fix that soon.

I told Raisin that I was drinking milk, but it was Sprite.

I got out the maternity clothes last night so I could wear the comfy sweats. In 4-5 months when I’m complaining about being tired of wearing them, I dare you to remind me that I’m the one who wanted to get it all out so early. (Fortunately for my ego, everything else is still too big. But I LOVE those sweats.)

I believe my friend is making a mistake, but I won’t tell him that. This is partly because I don’t have the right, but mostly because I’m too chicken.

I think Grease is one of the best movies ever made. Shut up.

Grease II is unquestionably one of the worst movies ever made. Maybe the worst.

It’s a slow week at work, and I am — well, I’m taking it easy a little. Shhhh.

I won/earned a trip to Phoenix from work. (I was nominated for a “good job” award, and everyone who gets those awards is eligible for this trip. I was selected.) DH and I go next week, and I’m really looking forward to it. At the same time, I feel guilty because my coworkers don’t get to go. Raisin will be spoiled by Baba and Gamma while we are gone — another source of both guilt and pleasure.

I have possibly thrown up more this week than most of the rest of my life combined. Neat, huh? (Also see, “work, taking it easy at.”)

Someone told me yesterday that I was starting to look pregnant. The other people in the conversation took giant metaphorical leaps backward to avoid being associated with her. Ha!

I will probably put on my pajamas right after Raisin goes to sleep tonight. Then I will watch “Survivor” and complain about how much Shane bugs me. I can’t wait.

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About Grape

I've got the world's best kids and husband. Great house, steady job. I'm living the American dream. The trick is to appreciate it. I'm working on that part.
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