I am so good at naming blog post titles, I just can't stand my brain, it's so huge and awesome.
Anyway, I've been told that I need to blog more. I have been told this by special friends (you know who you are...), and also by my guilty conscience.
So I don't feel like I have much to say. But I'll bore your pants off anyway. (I swear I didn't mean to sound creepy!).
I am 35 weeks pregnant tomorrow. I am feeling pretty good, just the usual third trimester woes like heartburn and hugeness, but other than that, I'm great. I do whine a lot, but that won't ever go away, it's just not a pregnancy-only thing. I'll post some pictures soon that the lovely Julie Flood took, so stay tuned.
Have I confessed my true-love for Ghost Hunters on the SyFy Channel? Did you just stop reading because I just wrote that? Or have I intrigued you even more than usual? Well, yes, folks, I like to get my nerd on, and that comes via SyFy's Ghost Hunters. Let's not talk about my little crush on Steve and Tango from the show... that's a whole different blog post for another day!
Well, I've had a few paranormal experiences happen to me and I'm definitely intrigued by ghosts, but this morning I am scared out of my mind. I am here alone at home, with the dumb dog, and I have heard Taylor's train station on his train table 'ding ding' three different times. I have goosebumps and just feel like someone is here. Even the dumb dog went in there and then ran out of the room... which scared me even more. My amazingly awesome imagination is NOT helping me out in this case, because I keep creating different scenarios in my head on what could be happening... because you know that 10 year old apartments are often very much haunted!! Sheesh.
In other non-news, we're doing great! Taylor is constantly amazing us with his awesomeness. Just last night he demanded we go to Red Lobster. We've never been there before, and don't even know where one is, but Taylor was pretty set on it. We asked him what people eat there and he said crab. So he knows his stuff. Still, we didn't take him to Red Lobster. We took him out for pizza instead. Close enough, right? And when we were leaving Pizza Schmizza, Taylor asks, "hey, can we go get me an iPhone?" Who is this kid?! I love that he's weird just like me... love it!
Anyway, there's a quick little blog post. I'll be back sooner rather than later, I pinky swear.