I could blog...

There are so many things swimming around in my head that I could write about. Lately, I feel like every time I think about blogging, it's just too much work. To get my thoughts out of my head, off the keyboard and onto the screen is just way more effort than I'm willing to give.

Here are a few things I could blog about; and for today - have chosen not to. Some are significant, some are so stupid they shouldn't even be considered writing material:

• Today my grandma is moving into the same Hospice house where I last saw my father-in-law alive. If she was to pass, due to distance, I probably would not be able to attend the funeral. {significant}
  

• Halloween was awesome. The girls were cute. I could start a whole new blog on what it's like to hand out candy to 150 inner city people. (I would like to say they were all kids, but I probably handed out candy to an equal amount of adults as well).

• I'm almost 38 weeks and nesting has not kicked in at all. I would rather make a nest on the couch with my pillows and blankets and stay there all day than polish silver or dust under my appliances.
  

• I know exactly how I'm going to go into labor. Stomping up the stairs to scold Birdie. She's developed a very strong will and attitude that I'm not a fan of. Seriously, some of my strongest contractions are when I'm dealing with her. My Mother-in-law gave me a self-helpish book to read that's suppose to change my kid in 5 days. I could read that I guess....

• We (Michael and I) attended a natural labor class last night. I could say lots about this, but won't. Although when the nurse was talking about ways to "naturally start labor", a same sex couple snickered when the word "penis" and "semen" were used. So did I.
  

• I have resorted to wearing my husbands shirts in public. Oh, and I think I non-officially outweigh him.
  

• Speaking of husbands clothes, I got a new iron. I've been asked to review and blog about it, but made my mother-in-law iron all his clothes with it this past weekend. For what it's worth, she said she liked it. I'm sure I'll try it out next week. Right......
  

• Oddly enough, a good dose of nauseousness has come back to haunt me in these last weeks left. I'm starting to suspect that my diet of frozen burritos, oreos and hot sauce might not be so good for me or baby.

• Paranoid doesn't even come close to the way I feel about my family getting the swine flu in the next few weeks. I wish I didn't need people so bad, or I would hole up in here and never come out.

• I have huge gilt that next week is PK's 5th birthday and I'm not throwing her a party. She wants a party so bad - and as of today, it's just not going to happen.
  

• Today is the last day to leave a comment if you want to win my Baby K'tan carrier. Clicky over right here.

So there you go, I apologize for the blogging vomit I just spewed. Hopefully something good/funny/entertaining happens soon and I can tell you all about it.

Oh, I am getting my hair cut and colored this afternoon for the first time since June. If I look stunning, I just might post a picture. Don't hold your breath...