INSECURITY.

Funny T-Shirt Saying of the Day: "Welcome to Wisconsin. Smell the Dairy Air."


Status: Glad to be "back" even though I didn't really go anywhere. It was more a state of "busi-ness" than anything...

Okay, I bought a FUN toy at Boston Store Saturday for the baby: It is the CUTEST thing ever--it's "Barnyard Basics Bowling" and it has these sturdy plastic milk bottles, and a cow "bowling ball" that emits fun banjo music with a long "moo" at the end when you roll the ball. The baby LOVES it. Of course, we're trying to get him to understand the whole "bowling" concept--he loves to crawl over and knock the pins down himself, but he's getting it. ADORABLE. He's really into farm animals right now, so that was a bonus.


So, we went to the Zoo last week, and the Cheetahs were interesting. One of them kept pacing back and forth in front of the viewing window, staring us all down...

I walked right up to the glass and his face was right there--it would NOT be fun to have one of those things chewing on you. I'm sure he thought we all looked like tasty snacks...*shudder*


I got GREAT shots of the lions, tigers, and elephants, my personal favorites. Normally I find Zoo pictures boring, because you're usually getting the backside of an animal or a faraway shot. Not this time around. Up close and beautiful. It was a blast!

Now for the title of the post--I bought myself some clothes Saturday, and a few of the shirts were in the fashionable style--fitted at the top and flared at the bottom. Basically, everyone looks like they're running around in Maternity tops these days. Or is it me?

ANYWAY, I wore one to church yesterday with a skirt, and while I was talking to one of the ladies she congratulated me on my PREGNANCY. She was so excited and everything. I thought to myself: I don't look pregnant do I? In this top? But after I set her straight, she didn't seem all that embarrassed. Turns out, Thing Two had announced to his primary class (she happens to be the teacher) that I WAS PREGNANT. The stinker. We had a long talk (again) about telling lies for attention. He's told a few. Let's just leave it at that. At least he's creative. His lies are WHOPPERS, not just regular lies...

So it's off to the races--back to normal and my TO DO list is nearing the "two foot" mark. I guess I'd better hack away at it...

But hey, I've been writing! The word count is going up!