When pregnant and hungry, you never have the “right” food.
When pregnant, Catholic, and hungry, on a Lenten Friday, you want fried chicken.
Freely given Tornado S kisses are the best.
Tornado E takes great pride in making his brother scream, “STOP IT BROTHER!” or just scream.
Tornado S knows the letter b. Booty, Bottom, Butt all start with B.
My parents rock because they came over and cleaned my carpets and then they came over to replace the furniture.
To f with A personality retired people, just get your trash cans out before anyone else does and switch the order (trash on left instead of right), the whole street will switch the order to match. Reverse the next week.
Sugar crystals take a f-ing looooong time to grow.
I am unable to eyeball an equal division of six types of batter into sixteen cupcake cups. Stupid Family Fun. Stupid rainbow cupcakes.
No store has wheat grass seeds in my town. They so would in California.
I so share in your Lenten Friday cravings….and I’m not pregnant! Last night, we went to my daughter’s (5th grade) volleyball tournament at a public school. From 5-7 pm on a Friday. Now wouldn’t you think, since they invited all of us Catholics over, they would have been prepared? Not a fish stick or a veggie lasagna in sight at the concession stand!
this is not at all related to what you wrote about but i was starting to get worried because i know how often you post and i couldnt find your posting. then i realized i was on google reader. duh! you’re not on blogspot. and here i was thinking:: oooh yay! fae’s baby is here!
sugar crystals? wheat grass? rainbow cupcakes? dang girl!! when i was pregnant i sat on my big fat behind. and yes. it was fat. i think you’re amazing and anything you get done is fine. after all, you are growing another life. plus chasing after two more. that’s like a gazillion good karma points at least. throw a rainbow cupcake on top and you could almost go on a cross country killing spree before it’s unbalanced again. just stay out of texas if you do. i wouldn’t want to have kick your arse. 🙂
joz~ Now we have to figure out what starts with A. No, my parents don’t read the blog, which may be a very good thing. Though I should qualify what I said, they didn’t buy me any new furniture, just came out to replace all that has been removed, since they knew their daughter really well.
Brandy~ We’re not allowed to eat any meat on Fridays during Lent. It used to be every Friday. Period. I’m glad those days are over.
ck~ Aren’t they?!
Beth~ I’ll admit I broke the meat rule once. But I was visiting CA before I lived there, and no one should pass up Mrs. Knott’s fried chicken. NO ONE.
Lisa~ On the bright side, sea food goes on sale cheap because of us 🙂 Did they at least have nachos?
Court~ Not yet. Thankfully. We’re totally not ready. And didn’t you work pregnant? Hmmmmm? Now take all the enegy you expend on work and place it towards children, who will destroy the house or each other if their hands aren’t busy.
CFM & Gibby~ Pregnant women are exempt from fasting and the rule about no snacking. Apparently the holy fathers think that’s enough. This why we need women priests.