TGIF!! (holy dyslexia, Batman...when I first typed that it came out "TFIG". LOL)
I am so glad it's Friday. Work has been absolutely crazy this week! Not that I'll have any down-time this weekend, but, at least its not work, right? :-) Between birthday parties (one surprise 30th Saturday night, and one for a 4-year old cousin on Sunday) and Timber's big West Hartford "walk" on Saturday where the trainer judges how well he does on the busy sidewalks of West Hartford, and dinner with the in-laws possibly tonight, and then squeezing in oodles of laundry that needs to be done-- and major house-cleaning--it doesn't leave much time for me and Big D!
And I got word yesterday that the crib is in already! I was kind of surprised becuz the woman previously told us it would take two weeks before it arrived, and here it is, less than a week later and in stock! Since we weren't planning on it so soon, I explained that we won't be picking it up till next Friday. Not only is that when I budgeted to pay the balance, but, Big D still has to prime and paint the room (he is just finishing up taping and mudding the drywall) and then we will have to clean up the utter mess of dust and debris that is in there right now!
So until all that happens, we aren't ready for the crib yet! Our house is too small and we have no other place to put the big box for it, so I figure it's better off in the warehouse for now.
Let's see, what else is going on? Other than the fact that I feel like my bladder is full non-stop and then I rush to the bathroom only to maybe squeeze out about a teaspoon of urine? (my co-workers must LOVE me right now!) ? Well, for one thing the weather is supposed to be GORGEOUS today. In the low-sixties. I'd love to be outdoors taking advantage of it, but I guess my only chance for that will be my lunch hour today when I run to the bank. Good times.
Oh! And here's a little giggle for you guys on a Friday. I was talking with two friends/co-workers at work yesterday, B (a guy) and J (a girl). J was teasing me about how big my--ahem--chest area had become. So I shared with the two of them "Try toting around 40-E's now and see how YOU like it!" Well B laughed but J's face turned about eighteen shades of red and she gasped out, "Oh my God, 40-E's??? Do they make that size??" Then she proceeded to tell me how she went strapless bra shopping for a wedding she will be in this weekend, and she picked up a D-cup to look at in awe (she is a 36B) and thought to herself, "Wow, it looks like a hat!" So the thought of E's for her, was astronomical. She informed me I would probably need small dwarfs (or is it dwarves?) to help me carry my boobs around by the end of this pregnancy.
So, today, I get an email from B, titled merely "40-E". And inside, was this lovely picture.........
........wait for it........
......only my friends........
....Thanks, B, I'll cherish it forever! LOL (the blond(es) in the pic is J)