Laissez Les Bon Temps...

I'm going to take a page out of my friend Mosesface's book and make a list. Maybe a little self-indulgent, but I hope it will make me feel better. It's a cloudy day, which in LA looks orangy-brown and terrifying, and I've recently become overwhelmed by the fact that I moved into my house 5 months ago and haven't yet hung up the pictures. So here goes. Some of these things are contingent on an influx of cash but mostly they involve jettisoning the fetus. I'm looking forward to:

vodka and sprite
getting off a couch in 5 minutes or less
wearing clothes I like
seeing the lower half of my body
seeing Wren
strangers -not- touching my stomach
being naseated for a GOOD reason, like bad chinese, not just as a default state
anonymity in public places
buying new clothes. that's a big one.
roller coasters
water slides
HOT baths
trampoline gymnastics (okay not really)
unlimited guilt free diet dr pepper
coffee
margaritas
painting my toenails
somersaults
no more sciatica
sleeping on my stomach
sleeping on my back
getting my balance back (HA)
seeing Lazlo try not to throw up when Wren's born
seeing Lazlo hold a baby (for maybe the third time in his life)
seeing Lazlo change a diaper.... a cloth diaper... with pins
seeing everyone who comes to visit the baby

Well I finished it off nice and sweet, and I feel a little better. Lazlo did a proof read and saved all you delicate readers from the more embarassing things I'm looking forward to. It's a good thing for everyone he was here before I posted.