30 Weeks... and Counting

30 weeks, about 7.5 months (on a 10 month scale... remember 40 weeks divided by 4 is really more like 10 months, than 9. Another "suprise" of pregnancy!) Still feeling pretty darn good considering! I discovered swollen ankles this week. Oh, and either my thighs are swollen or they are just huge from weight gainage. Comments are starting up now... this week a lady at an event said to me, "So, any day now, huh?" I responded shyly, "Um, actually I still have at least 2 more months to go." Ouch. There are more comments but I shall not reveal :)

I guess that is just what happens. I join the ranks of all the other sensitive, slightly emotional, uncomfortable pregnant women worldwide who all of a sudden are judged or just plain old noticed more than they prefer. I'm considering shocking people. I should line up apple juice in several shot glasses and pony up to a bar and start pounding them. Heck, I already get gasps when I walk out of stabucks with a grande and people assume it's caffinated.

2 weeks ago dan and I started the pregnant classes. There are definitely pros and cons to these classes. Pros -- you get a massage and or some sort of rub down nearly every class. Solid. Cons -- they make you watch videos of births that are not only horrifying, but they really get you thinking: what have I done? There is no way out of this. And honestly, I am shocked that I didn't already know most of this stuff. The miracle of life is quite a discovery if you haven't already been down that road.

My husband. OR - Seth Rogan in Superbad?

This year during busy season, a group of male CPAs at Dan's public accounting firm formed "the beard club." A juvenile attempt to distract themselves from inevitable sleep deprevation, stress, and late nights and weekends of overworking, it was something that apparently brought them much joy. Unfortunately I don't have pics of dan donning his full beard. However, I did catch him in his final day before shaving it all off, with nice long handlebars. I pose the question... Seth Rogan (link) in Superbad anyone?

Lost: Humongous Green Trash Bin

This huge monstrosity was recently BLOWN AWAY from our driveway in the wind. Yes, that's right. I said the wind blew it away. Along with our two recycle bins.

Was it a tornado? Was it a hurricane? No, I live in Reno, NV. It was just wind. Just another typical crazy windy day. Imagine the chuckle I had when I had to call waste management and say, "Um, so, I think the wind blew away our trash can. Can you send us another one?" Fully expecting her to call me on this lame excuse, she offers, "Sure, there'll be a new one on your driveway on Monday." I say, "Really? And you aren't going to charge us or anything?" "No," --- "So -- just curious, have you been receiving other calls like this -- maybe we aren't the only ones who have somehow LOST an enormous structure like a bright green, 5 ft tall trash can?" I mean, I live in a gated suburb community - it blowing down the street -- understandable. It blowing somewhere so far away that it's lost? Inconceivable! "Yes, we've gotten many calls she said. The winds this Monday were fierce."

Geez.