Week 8   Your embryo, now about in its sixth week of development, is about the size of a grape -- 0.56 to 0.8 inches from crown to rump. Eyelid folds and ears are forming and even the tip of the nose is visible. The arms have grown longer and

Let's start with Friday Pizza Night with Mommoms, Auntie Jenns, Gummy, Poppop, and Uncle Tone.  Mommoms asked Junior what Santa was bringing him, a pony? Do you want a pony?  You should ask Santa for a pony!  You were a good boy, a

Me:    So, John Jr, we'd better make some more cookies for Santa tomorrow.Jr:    Noooo, Santa don't wike cookies.  Santa wikes my Peanut Butter and Jewwy.  And oatmeal.  And I think he does wike wa

Hungry/Sick feeling.  At the same time.  Today, for breakast, I had an Auntie Ann's Cinnamon Sugar pretzel with caramel dip, a cheeseburger kids meal from Wendy's with a frosty and some lemonade.  And yesterday I screamed at Hu

As if I'm not freaking out about shit as it is, I go to pick Junior up from school and the teacher says, 'he has a hundred and two degree temperature,' and I look at her and go, 'who?' Right, my son.  And yes I am aware

I am just about guaranteed at least one hit a day from the search 'ganglion cyst.' I hate my dog.  I'm putting an ad on PetFinder by the end of the week. I hate my job and I don't know what I am going to do about it.&nb

We got our tree this weekend.  It is beautiful.  Damn near perfect, as a matter of fact.  I'll post pictures later. In New Baby news, I'm huge.  It's official.  Hubby has decided that this is cause over one o

We're going to get our Christmas Tree today.  I'm not really into Christmas this year.  I don't want to get a tree, I don't want to make cookies, and I don't want to go shopping for presents.  Shit, I'm a Scroog

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You don't, quite simply. I have found that ignoring certain situations and continuing with your life as though nothing is any different is not only healthy, but also quite helpful.    This is how I am dealing with being pregna

I've been getting a lot of hits for 'I hate my husband.'  I'd just like to say, on the record, that I do not hate my husband.  Quite the contrary, in fact, I am quite fond of him.   I love my husband.  Even if

 That's exactly what I said.   This does, however, explain all of the throwing up I did in Atlanta. 

Atlanta turned out to be a real blast and an amazing learning experience.  It helped me direct my long term career plans.   The light down to Atlanta was two hours.  The flight home, however, was only one.  This was thanks to