Fidelity and the Suburbs

I met some girlfriends tonight to see the highly anticipated Sex and the City. I know, I know. Sex and the City was an entire series, and now a movie founded on principles and values that for the most part I don't align myself with.

But I had to see it.

You see, at some point in my life, I identified with the characters. I watched these women and longed to be in the big city, fabulous, dressed in all the most wonderful labels, high heels on, and independent. And please, don't let me forget, money out the wazoo and any man wrapped around my pinky finger.

Sitting in the theater tonight, I realized something. I have changed. I no longer identify with these women. They seemed foreign to me, and not that long ago the ladies seemed like family. Dare I say, I felt like I could have been the 5th gal sipping Cosmos and talking about my latest conquest.

Nevertheless, I did enjoy the movie. But that is it, it was just a movie.

I walked out of the theater in my Target clothes and got into my Saturn and drove to my modest suburban home. While I was driving home I had the windows down and the oldies cranked up. My thoughts were on if we should have donuts or biscuits for breakfast the next morning. I walked into my home on my swollen pregnant feet, and kissed a man who had worked all day in the hot sun. But this sweet man came home and watched a spunky 2 year old so I could go out with friends.

I don't know about you my friends, but I don't think life can get any more fabulous than this.

Not so much premenstrual

Life has been a whirlwind the past week. In my last post I explained my insatiable appetite for all things chocolate and attributed it to being a little "PMSy" as Kyle likes to call it.

Not so much.

I'm pregnant! I guess that was my issue with the chocolate last week. I'm in the very early stages, about 5 weeks along. (A due date sometime in late January.) I really couldn't be any more over the moon than I am right now. Kyle feels the same way. And even Jackson knows that there is a baby in my belly.

I covet your prayers for this pregnancy and the sweet little one that is growing inside of me. Please pray for my health and the baby's development. So far, I feel great. Just exhausted at the end of the day. I'll be making my first doctor's appointment sometime this week after I get some insurance stuff settled. I'll keep you all informed!

Psalm 139: 1-14

O Lord, You have searched me and known me.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
You understand my thought from afar.
You scrutinize my path and my lying down,
And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.
Even before there is a word on my tongue,
Behold, O Lord, You know it all.
You have enclosed me behind and before,
And laid Your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is too high, I cannot attain to it.
Where can I go from Your Spirit?
Or where can I flee from Your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, You are there;
If I take the wings of the dawn,
If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,
Even there Your hand will lead me,
And Your right hand will lay hold of me.
If I say, "Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,
And the light around me will be night,"
Even the darkness is not dark to You,
And the night is as bright as the day.
Darkness and light are alike to You.
For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother's womb.
I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my heart knows it very well.

Just so you know

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DOES NOT equal 100 calories.

But when you're a little, no, A LOT premenstrual, the 300 calories of chocolate goodness is soooo worth it.

Oh what a wonderful morning

You know, those hard wood floors were really a great investment. They have added beauty and loveliness to our home. I adore them. They made our living room look 10x bigger than it actually is. And my allergies have been so much better after the carpet was gone.

But this morning I love them even more. It was so much nicer to clean up the 4 piles of cat puke off of the hardwood floors, instead of carpet.

Here's hoping that my day is better than the first part of my morning.

What is my problem???

I think I'm hormonally imbalanced. For some reason I can't quit laughing this afternoon. Seriously, I keep thinking of old memories with old friends and I am giggling out loud. I hope I don't have a brain tumor like that guy in Grey's Anatomy last night. Gosh, that would stink. Or maybe I'm still hyped up from my vacation last week. Which, by the way was amazing. I'll have some pictures uploaded of that soon. We had such a great time.

Here are the memories that are running through my head, in no particular order:

1. Eh.... wait. I can't tell that one on here. It's a little inappropriate and would be very hard to explain where anyone else would find it funny.
2. The same friend who I'm thinking about in #1 emceed a beauty pageant at a local nursing home one year. I don't guess this in itself is funny, but if you only knew him you would die laughing. He is more than a little freaked out by old people. I don't know how in the world he got hooked up with that gig. I think he did a duet with the reigning Miss Medical Arts. PRICELESS.
3. I punched my sister in the eye one time after a huge fight. I know, not funny again, but it is cracking me up right now. At the time she was also my boss. She worked as the paid intern for our high school ministry at church and I was a lowly intern. I worked with all of my friends and even the guy who is mentioned in the above memories. My sister walked into work the next day with a black eye. My friends had already been informed of the previous nights shenanigans. We were laughing hysterically all day long at my poor sister. Luckily, she forgave me. I think she will even laugh about it now. Love you Megan.
4. A very long time ago a big group of my friends and myself used to go porta-potty tipping. To be honest with you, I was never directly involved with the tipping. I just watched from the bed of a truck. Well, I guess I would be considered a co conspirator since I drove the truck a couple of times for the tippers. I don't know why this was so amusing to us, but it provided entertainment for many a dull summer night.

Ok, I've gotten some of the laughs out now. I apologize for boring you with these random memories, but oh my goodness they make me giggle when I think about them. Oh to be young and foolish again.