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And now for a collection of totally unrelated tid-bits about life lately:

This morning I unintentionally joined that early morning mall-walking club (you know, when all the stores are still closed). It was fun...so quiet, and no temptation to buy! I'm thinking of going regularly.

The kids and I shared an Orange Julius while at the mall. It was quite delicious.

The other day I heard that Sheryl Crow has challenged North Americans everywhere to limit their toilet paper use. That's right, 1 sheet per visit, and 2-3 only when absolutely necessary, all in the interest of stopping the infamous global warming. While I'm not one to wantonly destroy natural resources, 1 sheet per visit just doesn't seem adequate!

Due to a small mishap before naps today I now have drool, snot and blood on the clothes I was wearing this morning. So glamorous, this life as a mother.

Ladybird's quote from the other day (we'd been talking about her cousins): "And my other cousin is in Mama's tummy." Oh really? Now that would be....a problem. heheee.

While I'm totally for all the money that American Idol was raising this week for the needy in America and Africa (it was, like, 30 million 20 minutes before the end of the show last night), an analogy struck me last night as I was going to bed. Because they are (quite obviously) not including the message of hope with the aid they give, it is very much like a doctor saving the arm or leg of an injured person, but doing nothing to address the fatal, but curable, illness they are suffering from. When the world does it this way, it's expected...but when the Church does it this way, there's a serious problem.

My Mom just told me that she picked up a bunch of perennials on sale at Devon nurseries, and she is making me wait until tomorrow to find out what they are! I can't handle it, the suspense is eating me alive!

Did you know that you can buy a key ring (off the internet, where else?) that will alert you if a town near you has just been 'nuked'? Crazy world.
Which reminds me, if you haven't yet, order your own little brown paper package wrapped up in string (or tape)...it's very good, I recommend it highly!!

In the space of 2 hours today I heard
"Oh my goodness, you are getting huge!"
and
"Wow, you're halfway? You're tiny, hardly look pregnant!"
Such is the rollercoaster of the life of a pregnant woman.