I started a post the other day, but I put it aside because all I could write about was how crappy I felt. On top of the prego stuff, I have a kick ass cold. Luckily, Mikaela has it too. (not) It has been sometimes hard to disseminate the cold from the crappy first trimester feelings. And then one would pull out ahead--oh, yes, there's that nauseous feeling--or--ah, snot running down my face faster than I can catch it. lovely. My friend Diane called my on Skype the other day, and boy did she get a sight! I realized, hmm, maybe I shouldn't answer when my hair is all crazy lady, nose is red, still in pj's and bathrobe, kids are still in pj's...but I answered anyway. Poor girl, don't know that she'll recover from that sight.

I am starting to feel the fog lift so hopefully I will have something more interesting to say other than, "I feel like shit." Apparently, I swear a lot when I don't feel well, too. I have things to do, dammit! Besides the fact that I can't remember the last time I cleaned the house, the laundry is piling up, the pile of clothes beside my bed has started to receive their own mail, and I want to do my stuff! I need to finish my book, work on some scrapbook stuff which has been forever, and catch up on some Wii playing. (Did I ever mention that we got the Wii?? Yep, good ol' Ebay.) Oh, then there are those darn taxes that are stilling waiting to be filed.

On the upside: I made a bet with Kyle with a win that I am really happy about. Yes, of course I won. He has to get me ice cream every night for a week. I know that sounds super lazy, but picture this: I'm on our second floor where Kyle and I hide out after the kids go to bed, it's chilly because we stopped burning wood (i.e. ran out) and I am all cozy hot under my electric blanket. Who the heck wants to go all the way downstairs for ice cream? yes, sometimes the craving is so strong that I might actually venture outside my cocoon of cozy love, but now that I WON THE BET I don't have to worry! At least for 5 more days...