Dude, the fish died this morning. Maybe he was just sick of getting new names, the last one being "Watermelon" because, duh, he lives in the water, mom!
And, tomorrow is Mr. P's birthday party, which will have almost fifty guests, albeit in two shifts. Can you believe it? I needed two shifts to have room for everyone! Ack! But hey, it's at my sister's house, so it's actually not all that bad of a deal for me.
So, I probably won't be able to post on Sunday night due to sheer exhaustion and probably too much sugar.
Oh, and no little one on the way. Not this time, anyway.