Or take today. My husband is in his man cave fighting off another man cold (LORD HELP US ALL), and since it's a day of rest and all, I knocked work out of the pastime option running. Which left 1) nap or 2) me time. First, I tried to watch the SNL I recorded last night featuring Miss Lohan. Oh, Lohan. The Disney Housewives skit was hilarious, but after that? Fast forward. Fast forward. OMG fast forward. Poor Lohan. So, quite obviously, I ended up napping. For the baby. And my whole family? Still napping! The bums!
Anyway. So now, blogging! What to tell you about this week. Not much is standing out. It's all kind of fuzzy. Probably because we were in a snow coma. This, my friends, is what it looks like when you get the 3rd biggest one day snow fall in history:
|imagine if he weren't polar bear size?|
|you like how our stop sign is, like, six inches from being under snow?|
And then, the next morning? When we ventured out because let's be real, one day of cozy is good, two days of cozy is "LET US OUT BEFORE WE EAT EACHOTHER!" it looked a little something like this:
|oh, you know, just snow piles as big as my not-small suv.|
|at one time, there were stairs there. see you in may, stairs!|
In all seriousness, though, it's fine. It's a bummer, but our summer diet consists of a whole lot of proteins straight off the grill and fresh veggies and all that wholesome nonsense, and a family who will be supportive and wait until we go home to haul out the ice cream .... so the diet won't be a total B to keep up with. And, most obviously, what matters is BNN. And keeping my legs.
Last but not least, I guess this is what a bump looks like at 13 weeks on round 3. Like, whoa. I just compared it to my bump pics with Bug, and this is about how I looked at 20 weeks pregnant with him. Except for some odd reason, I looked way better rested in those photos. Hmm.
|i haven't mastered smiling and self portrait taking at the same time.|