Get this.
If the baby is not born between now and the 18th, they are going to induce on the 18th.
What's that? Why, why is the 18th such a fabu day? Cuz it's my birthday! As if the day couldn't get any better, a baby might be born on it. Yeah. Badass! I just hope in years to come I won't be at the kids birthday party and be like "wait a minute guys...you know it's my birthday too right? Mom? You didn't even get me a CARD?!" Of course the kid has to be born on that day.
How can yesterday be such a sun filled glorious day where unicorns were frolicking in a field as rainbows filled the sky and today is a glummy rainy day? Oh that's right it's February. Yesterday was a fluke.
No weird dreams to report. A nice change I guess. I had one that was sorta weird but not way out there. I've had dreams like it before.
I think I'm gonna go home this weekend. I gotta get my peanut butter pie! I told my mom that she can also go ahead and make one for next weekend to take up to Tyler's so they can have some. She just laughed at that.
Chow mien noodles!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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