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Sunday, February 26, 2006
What age do YOU act?
25 weeks gestation
I realized I haven't posted a preggo picture in a while... er, ever? This is from about two weeks ago. I'm still playing with Flickr, can you tell?
Why I Have No Time to Blog
But am doing it anyway...
I'm in Project Mode and the house is in Chaos Mode. UberDad spent all day yesterday helping my parents move my grandmother's stuff out of her apartment, and unloaded it all today -- some in storage, some at my parents' house, a couple things to our house, namely, bookshelves and an end table. So, I've been emptying boxes, filling shelves, and ignoring the mess that's been accumulating in the rest of the house over the weekend. (While UberDad was hauling furniture, I was on my knees weeding the lawn by hand. Not to get competitive or anything.)
I've also been playing with Flickr, and cooking a Vegan Sausage Breakfast Casserole for tonight's Vegand.o.m. Lenten Pankcake Supper -- which reminds me, that needs to go in the oven!
Finally -- room for all my books! Now, if only I could decide whether I should paint them first or not.
Now that we've got bookshelves, the boxes that have cluttered up the boys' room for six months can finally be unpacked.
Maternity clothes to sort! Too many sizes, not enough drawers. Fortunately, my mom's giving me my aunt's dresser soon.
Just when I think I've gotten the playroom organized, the kids have to go and play in it.
I'm in Project Mode and the house is in Chaos Mode. UberDad spent all day yesterday helping my parents move my grandmother's stuff out of her apartment, and unloaded it all today -- some in storage, some at my parents' house, a couple things to our house, namely, bookshelves and an end table. So, I've been emptying boxes, filling shelves, and ignoring the mess that's been accumulating in the rest of the house over the weekend. (While UberDad was hauling furniture, I was on my knees weeding the lawn by hand. Not to get competitive or anything.)
I've also been playing with Flickr, and cooking a Vegan Sausage Breakfast Casserole for tonight's Vegand.o.m. Lenten Pankcake Supper -- which reminds me, that needs to go in the oven!
Finally -- room for all my books! Now, if only I could decide whether I should paint them first or not.
Now that we've got bookshelves, the boxes that have cluttered up the boys' room for six months can finally be unpacked.
Maternity clothes to sort! Too many sizes, not enough drawers. Fortunately, my mom's giving me my aunt's dresser soon.
Just when I think I've gotten the playroom organized, the kids have to go and play in it.
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