I am a peeing furnace.
That is what Nilesh calls me. Because I am constantly hot to the touch, and have to pee every 20 minutes. Yay pregnancy! I just like the image of a standard basement furnace climbing the stairs and toddling around the house marking its territory like a dog. That's me.
Walking to interview a midwife yesterday and I blessed the starbucks gods because exactly when I was about ready to drop my pants and scurry behind a bush in a residential neighborhood, there was that green logo telling me that there was a restroom nearby for which I did not have to buy anything. In thanks, I almost stopped there for a latte on my walk home. But my better sense prevailed and I kept my money in my pocket to use at the cute little local shop just down the street from my apartment.
Though I may be a human furnace, and temperatures here have been in the 90's and higher, I am trying to live without the air conditioner on all the time. I'll turn it on for twenty minutes if the apartment starts feeling like an oven. But, in general, I find that positioning myself under the ceiling fan keeps me fairly comfortable.
Oooooh. I was such a happy homemaker yesterday it scared me. I fixed a kale, broccoli, carrot, corn tortilla, chicken casserole. THEN I got on my hands and knees and cleaned the kitchen floor with soapy water and a sponge. After cleaning, I rinsed the floor and toweled it dry. While on my knees and feeling very much like Cinderella, I also cleaned the fridge, the walls, cupboards and stove. My family knows me. I am not known for being miss clean. I think I can now be called a peeing furnace going through a nesting phase. whee!
And in news that is sure to make Lori a jealous monster, Nilesh's boss is taking his whole office to the Cubs/Phillies game at Wrigley Stadium today. I am not jealous. I only know who's playing because Nilesh asked me to look it up before he left for work. The boy also has my digital camera. This makes me nervous. I'm sure it'll be fine, but... eep. my digital camera is attending a sports event.
That is what Nilesh calls me. Because I am constantly hot to the touch, and have to pee every 20 minutes. Yay pregnancy! I just like the image of a standard basement furnace climbing the stairs and toddling around the house marking its territory like a dog. That's me.
Walking to interview a midwife yesterday and I blessed the starbucks gods because exactly when I was about ready to drop my pants and scurry behind a bush in a residential neighborhood, there was that green logo telling me that there was a restroom nearby for which I did not have to buy anything. In thanks, I almost stopped there for a latte on my walk home. But my better sense prevailed and I kept my money in my pocket to use at the cute little local shop just down the street from my apartment.
Though I may be a human furnace, and temperatures here have been in the 90's and higher, I am trying to live without the air conditioner on all the time. I'll turn it on for twenty minutes if the apartment starts feeling like an oven. But, in general, I find that positioning myself under the ceiling fan keeps me fairly comfortable.
Oooooh. I was such a happy homemaker yesterday it scared me. I fixed a kale, broccoli, carrot, corn tortilla, chicken casserole. THEN I got on my hands and knees and cleaned the kitchen floor with soapy water and a sponge. After cleaning, I rinsed the floor and toweled it dry. While on my knees and feeling very much like Cinderella, I also cleaned the fridge, the walls, cupboards and stove. My family knows me. I am not known for being miss clean. I think I can now be called a peeing furnace going through a nesting phase. whee!
And in news that is sure to make Lori a jealous monster, Nilesh's boss is taking his whole office to the Cubs/Phillies game at Wrigley Stadium today. I am not jealous. I only know who's playing because Nilesh asked me to look it up before he left for work. The boy also has my digital camera. This makes me nervous. I'm sure it'll be fine, but... eep. my digital camera is attending a sports event.
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I'd only be a jealous monster if A: the Cubs were playing the Yankees. Or B: It was the White Sox.
Well.. evidently it was the White Sox. Nilesh told me the wrong team. Gah. I can't believe I live in such a pro-sports filled town. TWO(?!) baseball teams. Anyway... you may now feel jealous, because it was the WhiteSox. tee hee
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I didn't see them. Nilesh did. hee.
Well... how was the game? Did he enjoy himself? I definitely want to see the Yankees play again next year for my birthday. I'm hoping Chicago or Detroit at the moment.
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