Right now I really wish I lived in Alaska. This heat is beyond ridiculous...all my flowers- dead. our grass-pretty much looks dead.
Moose is scared to go outside- he stands at the doorway like he's about to have to step in an oven. I feel like he thinks we're torturing him, when really we just don't want monstorous doggy piles on our hardwood floors.
On another note... I decided that weeks 6-12 of pregnancy should altogether be magically fastforwarded/skipped. These last couple of weeks I've been welcomed to the world of "morning sickness" that lasts morning, noon, and night. This is NOT fun- the fact that I was VERY unprepared and hadn't read up on any books to know what was about to happen to my body doesn't help. If I had known, I probably would have talked to Brad about using 3+ forms of birth control. Just kidding. Anyway- I know it will all be worth it in the end. I've cried like a little girl for my mom on more than one occasion, and I feel like the biggest wuss. I really should make a CD of "Big Girls Don't Cry" and listen to it on repeat- maybe that will pump me up... :)