Yay! Daddy's home!!!

Twenty-nine...

Today marks two occasions. First, I have been pregnant for 29 weeks. Not really that monumental but fun when combined with occasion number dos. Today is also the last day I am 29 years old. Goodbye 20's. You've been good to me.

I met J when I was 20,
got engaged at 21,
married at 22,
moved away from MO(miss you Mommy, Daddy, and Sissy) at 23,
lived by the beach (something that seemed like a good idea) at 24,
moved to Europe at 25,
got pregnant at 26,
had my most amazing MMG at 27,
worked on a Master's degree at 28,
and got pregnant with Baby #2 at 29.

I spent the last day of my 20's with my girl because J is out of town. We played and played and played, I got a haircut (much needed), and we ATTEMPTED to go bowling. The lanes were all full and we waited because one lane was almost finished. When they started another game, I told G we needed to leave because the other lanes were full of league players and a party of some kind. She started bawling and begging to "BOWLEE!" This crying thing is unusual for her and I think it's because she's really starting to miss her daddy. Anyway, when the 2 young (early 20's...ahh, so much to learn :-) guys saw us, they asked me if we were waiting for the lane. I told them it was fine if they weren't finished but they started insisting that we take the it (I would assume it was because G looked soooo pitiful). Then, one of them said "Ma'am, we don't need to have another game." I'm not sure what is wrong with me (ok, hormones, feeling giant, wishing I could be irresponsible on the last day of my 20s, desperately missing my friends who are all over the country, missing J, being called ma'am by 2 guys that think I'm old, blah, blah, blah) but I started crying. Right there in the bowling alley. What?!? Embarrassing much? So I scooped up The G and hustled out of there. One of the guys followed me out asking if I was OK, stuttering, and falling over himself offering me the bowling lane AND continued to call me ma'am. Poo. I couldn't stop crying so I just scurried away. I hope this will be funny in a day or two. Right now I just feel deflated (although you wouldn't know that to look at the pic of my big 'ole belly! Ha!).

Is it worth it?!?

Today my sister and I went to the mall and the Old Navy was CRAZY!!! Apparently, the plastic flip flops were on sale. There were over 100 people in line! I am not exaggerating. People had 10+ pairs in their arms! Are those flops really worth it. Don't they only cost $3.50 in the first place. I'm allfor saving money but there are situations when my time is waaaay more valuable than my cash!

McDonalds and sabotage.

G and I are at McDonalds today for lunch and Playplace time because its rainy, J is gone, and we both needed a little cheap entertainment. I swear this place is trying to fatten me up! Many of you are thinking "duh!" of course eating at McD's makes you fat but I am usually a defender of the fact that eating anything in moderation is OK. I don't agree that its evil or a bad place to eat every now and then. But, my last 2 visits have given me a reason to start questioning my defense of this favorite American chain. Lately when we eat here, G gets a mcnugget happy meal with apple dippers and I get a mcdouble with a fruit and yogurt parfait or a salad. But at our past 2 visits (about a month apart) they have given G fries instead of apples. They always quickly correct the mistake but then I'm left with a small fry staring me in the face. Seriously, it looks at me, taunting, calling out to me, begging to be eaten! Soooooooooooo tempting! I LOVE fries! And, I've been struggling a bit with my pregnancy weight this time around ( I only have 15 lbs left before I match my 1st pregnancy weight and with MMG I gained 2-3 lbs each week the last 3 weeks of the pregnancy) so I need to leave a little wiggle room for going the full 40 weeks. Anyway, I swear it's sabotage!!! Darn you McDonalds! (Forgive me Mickey D's, I'm sure we'll be back before J gets home from his trip. I didn't mean it. I love your salty goodness and golden arches!)

UPDATE:
I did not succumb to the fry temptation!!!

Vacation.

We're visiting J's parents for a while in Southern Cali. We might take G to Disneyland while we're here but somehow the trips always seem to fly by and we run out of time. So we'll see what "touristy" stuff we get done. Nana and G-pop got her her own twin bed and she's super excited to have her own room. She proudly announces that it's hers and doesn't hesitate to kick the dogs out when they mess with her stuff. I think it's going to be a great visit!