Ridiculousness

Yesterday, Toonces discovered that one of the built-ins in our living room that we've made into a changing area makes a great bed. She obviously remembered, because she is sleeping on the changing pad as I type this....she is ridiculous. I'm glad I haven't washed the cover yet. I might as well wait a while longer if she is going to continue with this pattern.

Of course I couldn't post only a picture of Toonces. Mitsy is the ever-obedient one and is taking a nap on the rug....paws tucked. They both came in from outside a while ago.

On a random note, let me just say how much I have enjoyed the weather the past few days. We've turned our A/C off and opened all the windows! It is currently 72.3º in our house and it feels wonderful! I hope it stays like this for a while!

Something else I thought I'd share... You'd think that at 35 weeks, a moment wouldn't pass that I didn't think about being pregnant or remember that I have a kid the size of a honeydew inside of me. Well, most of the time I do remember, but for some reason I forget that other people can tell too! For the past 4-6 weeks I've found myself being surprised when strangers make comments about the baby or offer to help me in some way, shape or form. I'm not surprised that people offer assistance, and I always appreciate it, but the surprise comes in that I forget that other people can see that there is a kid growing inside of me too! I realize this is stupid and I obviously look pregnant, but every now and then I guess I forget that the whole world can tell what is going on. It just happened again this morning with the FedEx lady...why am I continuing to be shocked by this?! I need to snap out of it...

7.25.08 — Okay, I'm adding this after the fact because it falls into the "ridiculous" category and because I don't want you people to think that I have absolutely no life by posting something basically every day.... So, in case any of you were wondering....my cyst is still here. Over the last 7 weeks or so, the cyst has come and gone. Well, it doesn't really ever "go", but it goes down significantly and doesn't bother me. Then, if I do anything that requires a twisting motion of my right wrist, then --- voila--- it rears its ugly little head again. The weird part is that it usually moves and doesn't come back in the exact same place. This was a blessing the 2nd and 3rd times it returned because it wasn't on top of any main tendons, so even though I noticed it, it didn't hurt nearly as much. Well, after a little gardening with my mom, it's BACK and this time it covers a lot more surface area, but isn't as tall. It has also shifted closer to my thumb and this time I am not so lucky that it doesn't hurt....it is killing me....and I just managed to accidentally hit it on a doorknob, thus intensifying the pain like you would not believe. Every Dr. that I've talked to has said I have to wait until after the baby is born to address this inconvenient issue. No Dr. wants me (or Brian) to hit it with a Bible or pot or whatever because it is too close to my wrist bone and I could shatter it (not good). I might try taking a sterroid for it before I go straight to injections or surgical removal, but I can't do that until after Connor is born too. So, we shall see. I know you were all wondering what was going on with my lovely cyst....and probably even thought that it was gone....but no....it is not. I just hope I don't have a bad flare up when I need to be holding a tiny baby! URG.

(Both pictures taken on my laptop with Photobooth, so flip them in your head.)