"We home now."

I enjoyed my weekend in degrees. I was distraught over the fact that I seem to be increasingly sick despite the fact that time I am taking more and more medicine in order to feel better. One positive: the ripping roaring pounding brain blistering headache I had the first three days seems to be gone (KNOCK ON WOOD). This too shall pass but please let this pass quickly because seriously I have been in tears all morning because this is week #4 or 5 of feeling like complete shit for various reasons. I am also trying with all of my being to not feel sorry for myself so I am moving on from this topic.

I had an acupuncture appt. that was short and nice (and seriously TMI but she is like the anecdote to constipation...)

I had a hair appt. Chopped my hair - I like it okay - I wish I had a hairdresser with more experience but whatever. The best part of the appointment was the massage thing she did when she shampooed my hair!

I had a pedicure and the company of uplifting women to brighten my afternoon!

I cleaned my house a bit. Dusted, vacuumed, cleaned some windows. Not near as much as I hoped to accomplish but again whatever.

I stared blankly at the TV, watching hours of HGTV just because I could.

I slept in relatively speaking till 8:00a both Saturday and Sunday.

I spent most of both weekend afternoons out in the yard, gardening, cleaning up the winter debris, & LOVING the new dog poop composter... will explain that one another day! Letting the sun soak into my winter white skin.

I stayed up the wee hours of the night watching bad TV for no good reason.

I did the laundry.

I exchanged baby clothing with Melissa - thank you! You rock MM!!! I wish I could have contributed more to your pile!

I went grocery shopping and bought some stuff I needed at Clinque.

The best & brightest spot was coming home from groceries to my beaming boys. M laughed, screamed & jumped up and down. He was shaking all over. He could not even make it up the stairs, I ran down to him. He hugged me so tight and that felt so good. He said "Mommy we home. We see Grandma and Grandpa. We home now." He smiled, held my face in his hands and kissed my cheek. "I am drawing. Wanna see?" I said 'yes' and let M lead me.

He looked different to me - more grown up, he seemed bigger, more well spoken, excited about all his "stuff". Wanting to share all his thoughts as quickly as possible so he did not forget anything that he wanted to tell me. I smiled with tears in my eyes.

I thought how so very glad they were home and I was not alone any more because man it was nice but oh so hard to miss two people you love so much. I hope everyone had a weekend as glorious and joyous as mine!

Home Alone, Networks and OMG I am pregnant!

My boys are not home right now, they left yesterday morning early and man talk about right arm AND left arm being taken away.

I stayed at work until 6:30p last night not really working but just avoiding the dark, quiet home I would return to. I went to Bloomingfoods to get some dinner because my desire to cook when I returned home for myself seemed sort of banal. I was happy to see the wee pups and they were happy to see me so there was that.

I indulged in watching TV from 7:00p until well into the late hours of the night. I actually watched most of The Painted Veil before switching to Survivor, CSI and Without a Trace. The Painted Veil is eh. Not that great but scenery is breathtaking if you like that sort of thing. I am not a big Naomi Watts fan so maybe that is why that ruins it, who knows...

I spoke briefly with Kevin on his parent's terrible phone. Seriously you would have thought Kevin was calling from the jungles of Cambodia, not Canada. He said the trip went well and that is about all I got out of him. Matthew screamed 'NO' to speaking with me - who can blame the child? I am very certain knowing how travel is at any age and his grandmother, Barb, that he has been WAY over stimulated from the moment he was rudely woken up at quarter to five yesterday morning to the minute he dropped to sleep at who knows what time last night. It was Barb's 60th so there was some sort of party and I guess a big reason the boys traveled to Canada in the first place.

On one hand, I like the quiet that I am offered but, on the other (bigger) hand, it is eerie. I talk to the dogs more then normal, I ate dinner in front of the TV and just could not find a way to relax. I am very much looking forward to some of the activities I have planned for the weekend but I am mostly looking forward to Sunday afternoon when Kevin & Matthew return.

I did however take the time to put the router in place so we are officially NETWORKED between the laptop and desktop computers!!! Oh the fun. I am excited to have that ability to reply to emails in the evening after Matthew has gone to bed without getting up from our our couch (which mostly means I will not miss the latest Lost episode)! I also can explore things like hey, how big is that storm that is passing over my head right at this moment or I want to know more about that maternity clothes website from the pages of Fit Pregnancy.

Wow I am pregnant, y'all! I mean I woke up this morning and I had to struggle physically to get out of bed. I feel like I lumber now when I walk rather then purposely stride on light and airy feet (ha!) I think "the lumber" is the first step toward "the waddle" later in pregnancy!

Finally, I was intrigued last evening as I read about breasts in Fit Pregnancy. I always assumed that nursing would cause the dreaded - ah - downfall to women's breasts but apparently that has little effect. This "downfall" actually comes from the expanding of our bodies and skin DURING pregnancy. Which makes sense. I mean holy cow just went you think your chest, stomach, ANKLES or BUTT could not getting any bigger, they do. And so just like gaining and then losing a crap load of weight our bodies need to accommodate for that in some way and that way is that your skin expands. DUH!