Friday, December 7, 2007

Science Experiment

This morning was my first real visit to the OB office. (I had to go Wednesday to have blood drawn, but that was just a short 5 minute visit.) Today they drew even more blood (six tubes!) and I sat with an OB nurse answering questions and listening to a long lists of "do" and "don't" for about an hour and a half. Phew. It was the longest I have been at a Doctor's office in my life. But. . . um. . . kind of fun. Except for the whole six tubes of blood business. I felt like someone's own personal science experiment. BUT, I missed five hours of work on a Friday. It's almost like a long weekend. Almost. . .

The nurse determined that I am 5 weeks, 4 days and due on 8/5/08. Next visit is on Christmas Eve--Ultrasound time!

Monday, December 3, 2007

Oh Deer.

Friday night, after a luxurious afternoon nap, I had to drive across town to go to the mall. Two friends and I were going to be doing and ornament exchange the next day and (big surprise) I hadn't gotten their ornaments yet.

Now, it's Friday night so there is a lot of traffic and I'm still kind of tired. The road between my apartment and the mall is five lanes wide and heavily traveled. As I'm driving along, out of nowhere, a deer runs out in front of me. No one hit it or anything (thank God--what a mess that would have been), but I was a little in shock. I mean, how often do you see a deer running through five lanes of traffic?

When I got my wits back about myself and continued on to the mall I started laughing. The deer was crossing the road right near a local petting zoo. I don't think he belonged at the petting zoo, so I wonder if he was outside taunting the ones that were penned inside? All I know for sure is that I hope to God he does not run out in front of me again. I can pass on all the slamming-on-the-brakes-heart-racing.

Over the Phone

Mom: Your Dad is going to help Brad move some towels tomorrow.

Emily: . . . What?

Mom: Your Dad is going to help Brad moves some towels tomorrow.

Emily: Why can't Brad do that himself?

Mom: I don't know, he just needs some help.

Emily: Patsy can't help him?

Mom: No.

Emily: So, Dad is going to help Brad move some TOWELS tomorrow?

Mom: Towels? No. Cows. They're moving cows.

Emily: Well that makes a lot more sense.