Magic

Almost 6am. Still wide awake. I did overnight inventory. Started work at 8pm, signed out at 5am. WIDE AWAKE right now... and to be perfectly honest---- kinda loopy too.

So what does one do at this hour? Well, breakfast, for one. I had a little bit of peaches and cottage cheese.... French toast is sounding all kinds of delicious and I will be making some in a few. What else to do? Why watch the most hysterical movie ever - The Hangover! HAH! LOVE THIS MOVIE! I am trying ever so hard to keep the volume to a low roar and keep the laughing out loud to a minimum. But I can't make any promises on follow-through!

The sun is starting to come up. It was dark when I was driving home. Now? Now it is getting brighter outside.

I feel kinda ridiculous and completely lame that I'm watching this movie by myself and laughing uncontrollably. Alone. Well. Does Macy count? I think she does. She is wide awake with me. Not so sure what the appeal is, but whatever. What can you do when you can't sleep?

The good news about being awake right now could also be that since it is moderately cooler outside, I am helping our house out and have the windows and door open to freshen this place up!

I can tell already that this afternoon is shaping up to be a difficult one. We've got not one but two family functions to hit up. First stop: my padre's house for a BBQ for my grandma's birthday. Second stop: Downtown P-Town for a delicious dinner for Patrick's grandpa's 90th birthday celebration! After dinner, I'm sure we will be hanging out with his extended family some more - they're in town from So-Cal, so lots of catching up and laughter is to be had.

And then work at 8am Monday morning. Not quite sure when I will get much sleep beyond "nap" status until late tomorrow night.

Hmm.... my brain is pretty much mushy now. oh well.

Time for french toast!

Hello Hurricane

All is well---

We FINALLY got the gloriously good news we have been waiting ever so impatiently for! My doc called Saturday with news that my hormones are finally negative- this miscarry from hell is finally complete! YAY!

Talk about timing too, we were getting ready to celebrate my birthday (a night early, but who cares?)

I made a delicious dinner - marinated flank steak grilled on the bbq and a yummy caprese pasta salad. Yum-Yum! Patrick surprised me with flowers (red roses and stargazer lilies), a yummy lemon birthday cake and a beautiful card. He's such a sweetheart- I really lucked out with him. Tyler and Jenna brought over a cute cupcake just for me and supplies for the night. Crystal came prepared as well. Niki brought delicious brownies that I didn't enjoy until today (thank you!). Really beautiful cards too, I always try to find a card that fits the occasion and some how resonates with me or the relationship--- all the cards I've gotten this year have really been amazing.

So how did I spend this quarter-century birthday of mine? Well, the actual day was pretty uneventful- which oddly enough, I really really enjoyed. Saturday night was a blast, a great time unwinding and just having some good ol' fun. Sunday, the actual birthday, was incredibly peaceful. I woke up crazy early (like 7:30, which I find totally ridiculous since I was up late). I made myself (and Patrick too) a fabulous breakfast - homemade baking powder biscuits and sausage gravy- (don't judge my not-so-healthy breakfast ways). A truly wonderful day - complete with not one, but TWO naps.

Life can get hectic, so it is always greatly appreciated when I can truly just relax. I really needed yesterday.

Our kitty spent practically the entire day napping too.... something about all of us keeping her up late, totally screwed up her schedule. She's more dog-like than cat-like. Incredibly needy. Runs through the house at full speed for no reason. Comes running when you call her. Plays with you like a dog would play with you. More recently- she has started doing that whiny, begging for people food, staring at you while you are eating thing. I partially blame Patrick because he has tried to share his food with her.... much to my protesting. It has always been my experience with cats that they enjoy a little ice cream. When I was growing up, we would let our cat lick our ice cream bowls. Macy? Not so much into the ice cream scene- more evidence that she thinks she's a dog. If you happen to open our freezer and get ice out, you have to make sure you drop an ice cube for her. She has this intriguing infatuation with ice cubes. Bats them around until they have disappeared - one of our forms of entertainment...

I can't wait to see how she is around a baby. That should be interesting.

We are in the official three month countdown until I can try to get pregnant again--- I can't wait.

Hello Hurricane - bring it on!