12/15/01

It's 11.41 am and I should be cleaning. I really need to clean. The living room is covered with news papers and wrapping paper. And no room to put up the Christmas Tree. I am not even going to tell you about the horrors of my kitchen.

I like making plans...following them--well I try. My plans today are...clean, wash kittenhead (again), put up tree, do a bit of grocery shopping and the end the night out with Jamey walking and admiring the lights on the Riverwalk downtown. I think I can I think I can I think I can.

Last night I finished up my Christmas Shopping (except for Secret Santa that's on Sunday)...I found that doing crunches (namely crouching down continuely looka t objects on lower shelves) is something I ought not do at this stage of pregnancy. And I picke dup Michael's Going Home From the Hospital Outfit....and hopefully I take you everywhere in this out fit. It's a cute classic pooh bag of sorts...with a cute hood with ears.

I only have about 5 more Saturday Mornings of lying in bed for hours....slowly walking up and greedily snuggled in my blankets.

When I was a little girl learning out to write in cursive, thought it was stupid to lift your pen off the page to begin a new word. If all the letters are supposed to be connected why not the words?

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