Arrrrr Matey!

It's time for a certain little boy's birthday! He is so excited. He will be 4 on October 15th. Little Man has decided on a pirate birthday party. I cant explain his recent fascination with pirates lately. He has been telling us to "Walk the plank" for several weeks now. But a pirate party he wants, a pirate party he gets! I made his invitations myself this year. I have never done that before and was quite proud of myself! Nothing fancy, no catchy rhymes, just a couple pictures from clip art on the computer and we were good to go. Little Man liked them, so that's all that mattered.

I went grocery shopping last night and decided to browse thru the cake book. Lo and behold they have the coolest pirate cake I have ever seen!!! YAY!!! We will be ordering that bad boy for sure. Little Man also requested ballooons, party hats, and "those thingys that you blow into and they go frrrrrrrrt". Yes, we will be getting those also.

I Love My Job, I Love My Job, I Love My...

Ok, I lied. I HATE my job. Mostly during the Fall. And the Spring. And early Summer. I work at a grain elevator, you see. We are busy in the fall because of harvest--we take the grain farmers harvest. We are busy during the Spring because it's plating season--we sell seed and fertilizers. We are busy during the early Summer for fertilizer, herbicides and pesticides.

Well, it's Sunday. The day of rest. And here I sit, in front of my computer. At work. What a crock. I miss my boys. Although Hubby has called me a few times--to see how my day was going (sure, rub it in that you are out in the sunshine). And Little Man called me once--to tattle on Daddy for not letting him do what he wants. They are out having fun, farming, spending time together. I miss them. I have 3 hours and 10 minutes left.

At least there's one good thing. My boss has figured out I am in no mood to talk to him nor listen to his banter. He is pretty much leaving me alone. I am afraid, with my pregnant hormones and moods, if he talked or even breathed too much in my general vicinity, I would throw my stapler at him. He has no idea he is a sitting duck. He also has no idea about my pregnancy. I dread telling him. He isn't exactly understanding about life outside of the Almighty Grain Elevator.

Oooooo, pregnancy. Lets talk about that. I had my first ob appointment. It went well overall. I am 7 1/2 weeks along right now. My due date is May 22. We get to have our first ultrasound at my next appointment in November. We are really looking forward to that. I am so excited to see Little Man's reaction!!

I'm feeling good, no throwing up or anything as of yet. I have had a sour belly from time to time, but nothing major. Hormones, well, they are definitely present. All I can say is poor, poor Hubby. I'm feeling a little tired, but unlike my first pregnancy, I have to just push past that. It's so different this time around. Last time I could come home and sleep all evening if I wanted. Now, I have a house to take care of and a 4 year old to tend to. I guess you just do what you have to do.

I am so looking forward to my pregnant belly. I felt so beautiful during my first pregnancy. I am dying to get the maternity clothes out. It's a little too soon right now.

Two hours, 58 minutes and counting....

I love my job, I love my job, I HATE my job...