Just Another Day

I'm trying not to get worked up about the swine flu thing, you know? But being as we are less than three hours from Mexico, it does concern me a bit. Because unless they stop people from traveling in and out of Mexico, there is no damn point. That is one of the problems with the modern world. It takes only a few hours to render what was a local outbreak into something global. Depressing. Anyhoo, what music for today? For some really strange reason (pregnancy hormones?) I am on a nostalgic 70's disco kick. Except I was never really a huge fan of disco, and I have never been nostalgic for it before this. Whatever. I'm just gonna roll with it. So today, I give you the beautiful and talented Donna Summer. This is a live performance and I am in awe of her voice. Dim all the lights baby, cuz tonight it's you and me!

What was the most recent, best surprise that happened to you?

I love coats and jackets. I have no idea why, I just think they look pretty and polished and are just the right thing to complete an outfit. Peacoats are an especial favorite. And with this love of coats, I am reminded for the umpteenth time that I live in the wrong damn geographical area. You see, there is currently this very lovely wool swing coat that used to be $170.00 and is now a mere $70.00! I am horrible at math and much too lazy to figure the actual percentage of savings. But people, that's a lot of money off! I don't know exactly how much, but it's a lot! And it's even in my size! However, in good conscience I have to ask myself exactly how often I would wear said wool coat. Unfortunately for me, the answer is perhaps a total of 20 or so days out of the year. Sigh.

Ha! It's technically still Monday, so even though I didn't get this up in the morning, it qualifies. This weekend we told Mr. P that he was going to be a big brother, and he was very excited, or at least I think running around in circles and screeching "yay!" would qualify as excited. He had actually mentioned in the past couple of months that he "wanted a baby" and I don't know if he somehow overheard things or what. Well kid, consider your wish granted. We let him call our families to make the big announcement, even though they already knew, but it was a way to make him involved. He told everyone "I'm having a BABY." Not "mommy is having a baby," which I thought was interesting. As for today's music, I'm feeling disco-y and nostalgic. Where in the world did this talented singer disappear? I LOVE this song, but this is her only hit that I know of. And she's so beautiful, too!

Answer the Friday Poll! Well, to those of you who guessed that I am pregnant, pat yourselves on the back and eat a chocolate for me, because that is right. To say that this was a bit of a surprise is, well, a bit of an understatement. We had technically been "trying" since I miscarried in the summer of 2007 (almost two years ago, people!) and I had pretty much given up the thought that I would ever get pregnant again. I thought that with my advancing age and my various health issues that having another baby was pretty much out of the picture. I was getting ready to tell Hubba-hubba that this was IT, that I was no longer "trying" because the ups and downs were getting to be too much for me. And, lo and behold, there were the two lines on March 4. I'm due on November 12, but I have the feeling it will be a bit earlier than that. I will be honest with you guys, I have some nervousness at the thought of having a SEVEN year gap in between children. I am worried a...

All right, I've been carrying around this secret for at least a month and a half, and it's killing me not to talk about it. It's a good secret, the kind people are happy to hear about. And really, there was no reason for me to keep it a secret other than I didn't want people to have to hear about it if things didn't work out. But, things seem to be progressing nicely, so I think I'm ready, even if it's technically still a little early to be absolutely sure. Can anybody guess what my secret might be?

Suffice it to say that we have found that my grandmother is making a housing decision that the majority of the family disagrees strongly with. We have previously called family meetings to try and help them with the decision, and each time my grandmother would brush all of our suggestions off. She was worse than Goldilocks. And now, even though no less than five people have suggested she not follow the course she has chosen (since it is in no way too late to stop the process) she ignores us all. We try to present logical arguments and they are met with, well, emotion and unlogic. So, it's been a stressful weekend and all I can say is that my dad, who has done nothing but help them, deserves better than what she has chosen to do with her and my grandfather's lives. And, her current course of action means that I won't be seeing her hardly at all once she moves in to her home of choice. Sigh. I've loved this song ever since it came out. I couldn't find the "v...

When was the last time you stayed in a hotel? And did you enjoy it?