Excuse me. But you don’t know what you’re talking about.

I have learned that my website SEO is severely lacking. Ahem. In other news, here’s how my third trimester is going so far: —  Heartburn. Heeeaaarrrrrtburn. Tums, you are my best friend. —  Every time I burp, I feel dangerously close to upchucking. Only a little bit, though, in my mouth. Yum! I think it’s … More Excuse me. But you don’t know what you’re talking about.

Baby face sales.

I am having a difficult time remembering that I am now (unequivocally) in the third trimester of pregnancy. This despite the fact that when I try to sleep in an extra hour, the baby kicks and rolls and basically stretches out as far as he can in order (I presume) to get me up and … More Baby face sales.

Save your rebellion for things that matter. Like cherry slices.

Realized two things last night while walking around with A.: 1) I was grotesquely full from a dinner of Meat, Vegetables, Milk, and Apple Pie. 2) It has been a long time since I’ve had a Coke. The Primary Dark Cola of our world and I have a funny relationship. Intellectually, I’m against it. The company exploits land and … More Save your rebellion for things that matter. Like cherry slices.

Birds! And other outdoorsy stuff. (Also baby.)

Spent part of yesterday afternoon installing* a fence around our new Hazen apple tree, as we’ve had a sudden influx of deer droppings around it. Not to mention a slight disappearance of leaves and shoots on the lower branches.  Thanks to all the clanging and banging, the baby is probably now predisposed to enjoy black symphonic metal. The day’s … More Birds! And other outdoorsy stuff. (Also baby.)

Argh. Do you know what too fat looks like? I had a lot of problems with the above article, but all I can think of today is how, judging by glances alone, a passer-by would totally think I was overweight. Yet according to my clinic weight gain chart, I’m still “normal weight” according to the … More