I want this baby OUT, and if her squiggling all around is any indication, I think SHE wants OUT too! (Dr. tomorrow, i'll tweet an update)
Cravings are still in full effect:
Me: Oreos sound good (spoken to the universe as if the husband sitting next to me won't hear)
Husband: [laughter] [more laughter] Ok, honey, I'll go get you some...
Me: No, you don't have to...
Husband: [rising from chair] It's ok honey....
Me: I want double stuffed ones. [I am going to live it up while I still can]
You have started skimping on Double Stuffed Oreos. I noticed because I haven't had one in at least a couple years and they are not NEARLY as big as they used to be. Please don't let the economy effect your quality. In the mean time, please tell me what I am supposed to do with the left over cookies that I have from taking them apart and mashing two halves with the frosting together.
PS- Who knew Jason would be such a Floozey! He is almost as bad as BOB!