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I know, I know. Lately this blog has sort of reeked like 3-day-old milk that’s curdled up in the bottom of a cereal bowl still sitting in your sink with fossilized bits of Lucky Charm’s sticking to sides. (Wow. I just made myself hurl a little.)

I have had a lot going on.

Some good things, some bad things, some “Meh” things.

Why don’t we just do some bullet list thrown into a few categories and call it good?

THE GOOD

I had a great time speaking to an online journalism class at USU. It was a little freaky to be speaking in a classroom I spent hours in well over a decade ago. The really ironic and hilarious thing? I went back and checked my transcripts and I got straight A’s the semester I took Online Journalism. Oh, except for THE “C” I RECEIVED IN ONLINE JOURNALISM! (HEY! Did you not hear the story about how I suck at all things computer related and just how long it took me to clue in to this whole blogging thing? How if I tinker with my template I end up randomly flushing Dick Chaney’s toilet and shutting down the power grid of San Fransisco???? Back in 1998, I was lucky to know how to turn the damn monitor on.) The professor and I had a great laugh about it, so it’s all good.

The most important thing on the list is that we had an ultrasound of the little one and SHE (fingers crossed on getting a girl, people, fingers crossed) looks PERFECT. She’s has a strong heartbeat and everything looks really good. OK, so she also looks like a fuzzy kidney bean but it is the cutest kidney bean on the planet! (Her head is to the left.)

I have yet to be violently sick. With my other three pregnancies I had hyperemesis to the point of hospitalizations and anti-nauseants developed for cancer patients. So? This is a very good thing.

I start rehearsals for a Dickens-esque caroling group soon. Any time I get to sing makes me happy. Any time I get paid to sing makes me even happier.

I was interviewed for a story about the internet in the paper that should be out today. It was a lot of fun to do and I was honored to participate.

I think that Cache Valley in the fall has to be one of the loveliest places in the world. I love it.

I had a great night curled up with my kids and Jonathan. We watched “It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown”. I freaking love that show. One day I want to cut a lot of holes out of a sheet and pin a paper to it that says, “I got a rock”. Heh.

My mom made peach pie and brought it to my house. Which was the bee’s knee’s people. (Seriously, I blame my genetic impressionability to marketing and the fact that I just finished watching all 14 episodes of Pushing Daisies. Don’t judge. I dare YOU to watch 14 episodes of that show of awesomeness and NOT want a piece of pie!!!)”

THE BAD

I have been trying not to panic at the overwhelming and escalating cost of my medical bills. We’ll figure it out, but man…it is so, so much more than I thought it would be.

I’ve had a hard time coping with the stress that comes with my medical issues. For those just tuning in, I have a clotting disorder and I threw a huge clot that almost killed me after having Christopher. I was very sick for a very long time. Because I am pregnant, and because I have thrown a clot before, my chances of a clot in my lung, heart, or brain is elevated and also increases the chance of miscarriage and still birth. It’s very difficult knowing that you have a disorder that can kill you at any moment. It makes me feel panicked and claustrophobic in my own skin sometimes. I’m not trying to worry anyone, just trying to explain what’s going on in my head. I’m doing everything I can, but man…I have had definite moments of high anxiety. When we went in to the doctor he told us, “You’re about as high risk as they come”. Having lost a child just adds to it. I don’t have that naivete that protects a lot of people by thinking that it won’t happen to them. Still, I’m coping, I really think it will be find. I’m just…scared.

My friend, Jessica, (Of the blog “Balancing Everything”. Formerly “Kerflop” and designer of this webpage) has had a very scary time with her husband. He had a blood clot in his lung. At this point everyone is hoping it is the clotting disorder that I have and not cancer. (Because as much as it sucks, cancer is worse.) He seems to be doing well and all my good thoughts go out to them.

I have an internet connection that goes the speed of slow tar. It sucks. It can take 10 minutes to load a page. It has really cut down on my online life. That combined with other fugliness has taken a lot of the “Glow” off the my love of internet. BTW-in case you didn’t know? The internet can be the foulest, sickest place on the planet. It makes me sad.

Along with the cold as tar internet connection I am not able to have a DVR. If you have ever HAD a DVR then NOT had a DVR, I am sure you can feel my pain.

I’m tired. I could spend all day in bed and still feel tired to my toes. It doesn’t ever seem to go away.

I’m in full-blown “Hermit” mode co-mingled with a fierce streak of lazy, tired and overwhelmed. I don’t really see or communicate with anyone. This happens from time to time. I don’t really know what gives with that. I used to hate being along. Seriously, seriously hate it. Now? I must really love myself because I’m alone an awful lot of the time.

A lot of very sad, very bad things have happened in my family lately. Some of them I cannot blog about, but I will say that my sister lost her 16-year-old nephew this weekend to brain cancer. It’s been hard to see everyone hit so hard by it. It brings back a lot of tough memories. I feel so bad for everyone. (And that? Is the thing I CAN blog about, so ya know…)

James and I were looking forward to auditioning together for, “The Sound of Music”, but they cancelled the show today for a lot of really good reasons, but it bummed my kid out and I was looking forward to one more show before getting large and rotund.

THE “MEH”

I swear that the wait time at Taco Bell has gotten weirdly long lately. To the point that I think I could go and harvest the damn corn and beans and slaughter a cow myself in the same amount of time it takes me to get a taco.

I like string cheese.

It’s been so long since my last pregnancy that I keep asking myself the same question over and over. “Dude. Are my boobs REALLY going to hurt the whole freaking time or WHAT?”

I wonder if the obnoxious guy in Bow Flex commercial who says, “I gave all my fat clothes to my fat friends” still HAS any friends at this point.

You know? I think I really like vanilla…

I don’t think that anything can beat the awesomeness of our Halloween costumes last year.

Meet Dog and Beth Chapman: Bounty Hunters.

(Seriously, Jonathan in this costume? BWAH HA HA HA HA HA!)

I really don’t think it’s possible to top it, but this year should be cute anyway. We’re going as Little Red Riding Hood and The Big Bad Wolf. (Or, unless I can find some way to lengthen the costume that is MUCH SHORTER AND SKIMPIER THAN THE PHOTO LOOKED ON THE INTERNET, I will be going this Halloween as “Little Red Riding HO”. (And seriously? Pregnant women just shouldn’t go as ho’s. It’s a bad idea all the way around.)

Finding a wolf costume for a 6’4 man was no easy task.

Trust me on this.

Christopher is going as a warewolf and James will be some obscure anime character that I have no clue about. We’re keeping with our yearly tradition of going over to our friends, Max and Bridgy for dinner, games and movies. We love this tradition because the men take the children out door-to-door.

Heh.

So…What are y’all doing for Halloween? Costumes? Parties?? What???