I bought myself some mp3s of Amazon. Just a couple of old country songs. Just in case I wasn't depressed enough - here's some country music!
I am bored with the universe.
I spent the morning going through a dvd of old pictures and organizing them. All the pictures since Josh got me a camera in 2004. That was something. Took me about 3 hours.

Josh had to take his car in for maintenance this morning, so I had to pick him up and take him back to work. Then I went to Fresh and Easy and got some yummy stuff.
For breakfast I had a peanut butter granola bar, a Babybel cheese circle, and a chai tea latte. I probably should've had cereal, but it's so exciting to come home with new groceries. I got pita breads and carrots to dip in the hummus Josh is going to make. Strawberries, applesauce, soba noodles. I really want to just open everything and eat a little bit.
I finally used the Macy's gift card that Josh's mom got me for Christmas. Ordered some stuff online.
I need more tea!

There comes a point where you just have to stop buying clothes hangers. I may have reached that point.
After I did the laundry yesterday I didn't have enough hangers for all our shirts. So I folded them and wrote "hangers" on the refridgerator list.
Today I decided to look in the closets and see if I could throw anything in the goodwill bag and get a couple more hangers. Then I decided to take all my long sleeve shirts off the hangers and put them in a bin, since by the time I can wear them again I'll be finished wearing maternity clothes and I can put those in the bin. Then I decided to organize the closet a little. So I took everything out and sorted it on my little clothes rack. Now my closet goes maternity shirts, regular shirts that I can still wear, tank tops that I can still wear, shirts that are too short, tank tops that are too short, shirts with collars, fancy shirts, skirts, dresses, fancy maternity shirts, maternity skirts and dresses, little jackets, sweatshirts, big jackets. I still have too much in there but I don't want to get rid of anything else right now. Then I organized Josh's closet. Bears jerserys, button shirts, polo shirts, Select Build shirts, Boulders West shirts, other company shirts, plain shirts by color, Bears shirts, other logo shirts. Organizing is fun.
Now I have quite a few empty hangers.

Every day is Saturday to me. I'm just hanging out, not thinking about doing anything. Waiting to see what happens.
I need to go to Target and return some shorts I got for Josh. But I think it's probably too humid for me to leave the house. I'll get humidity poisoning again. That's my made-up disease for when I'm too puffy to get my flip flops on. Being pregnant is awesome.
No, it really is but swelling isn't and humidity isn't.
Today is ironing day. I'm going to iron one of Josh's shirts, my fancy hospital gown, the patches I ironed onto Josh's shorts that are already peeling off, and I'm going to try to iron the fake pocket flaps down on my shorts. I don't even know why my shorts have fake pocket flaps unless it's to make me look fatter. Thirty pounds is doing a damn good job of that already.
To the ironing board.

I am bored and lonely.

I know my library card number by heart. That is how awesome I am!

I have 99 Coke points. Good for me, right?
I did everything I planned to do this morning. I went to Target to get things for Josh. I returned something to Big 5. I returned something to Walmart and got a little camera bag and lightbulbs. Also, a soda out of the 45 cent soda machine. I pushed a button to see if it was working and a diet cola came out. I put my money in and pushed the grape soda button (like a always do, although it never gives me a grape soda) and a mountain dew soda came out. So for 45 cents I got two sodas I didn't want. I drank (and spilled) about half the mountain dew on the way home and then had some delicious limeade. Mmm, limes.
Two more things to do: finally put the license plates on my car, watch Bridge to Terabithia.
For breakfast I had a bowl of cereal with milk. That's 15g of protein! I was amazed.
For lunch I think I'll have a little turkey and cheese sandwich and a glass of milk. Maybe with Ovaltine!

Dear AOL,
Why are you a son of a bitch? Oh, I know. It's just the way you are.
But why do you act all cool and then screw me over when I try to post a goddamn blog or send a message? I guess next time I'll just use IE.
I hate you.

I still type www-dot when I go to a website. Am I the only one?

I am bored.
I have a sore throat and I'm tired. Maybe I should go back to bed.
Growing a baby is hard work.