Hey blerg! I’m just wasting, ahem, USING up time blogging this morning so I can go to work a little later and take advantage of my boss buying me free lunch. Turn down free lunch? NEVER.
This is St. John’s Wort, and someone on IG informed me that it’s the ornamental, not medicinal, variety. Thanks, IG!
I am 9 weeks and 3 days pregnant today. Still no morning sickness, which leads me to believe that I am one of the lucky minority that doesn’t get it. Woo hoo! I did get up about SIX TIMES to pee all throughout last night/this morning though…that’s getting old.
Still very lethargic. I spend many many hours laying on the couch, reading library books. I’m working on a painting, but it doesn’t hold my interest for very long before a nap beckons.
Last night I was so tired that I let Josh make the dinner that I was planning on making–white chicken chili and cornbread. He did a nice job. While I was on the couch.
Bob Ross is very sooooothing.
Last night we watched “Aladdin”, my husband’s choice (after “Inside Amy Schumer”, MY choice). I keep telling him to knock it off with the children’s movies–I mean, once the baby comes aren’t we going to watch nothing BUT children’s movies? Every time I’ve brought up a thriller or a drama or a horror film to people I know with children they just stare at me blankly…so I think we need to get all the adult movies in NOW! NOW! NOW!
I have mostly been avoiding horror but there is a new Netflix series with Winona Ryder coming out next month that I’m pretty sure I need to watch. Check out this preview.
For my Month 2 present (of the 9 months I am forcing my husband to buy me pregnancy presents), Josh bought me this cute little eye mask and some black-out curtains for the bedroom. So now I have an eye mask for the couch, too! Woo hoo!
Remember that archery lesson Groupon we bought back in…February? We finally redeemed it on Friday night. Josh was better than me, which made me mad. Competitive? Who’s competitive?
There’s a new Janis Joplin documentary on Netflix, and yes you should watch it. If, for nothing else, to watch my all-time favorite performance of Janis at the Monterey Pop Festival, where she performs “Ball and Chain” with so much raw energy and power that the camera cuts to Mama Cass in the audience right afterwards saying, “WOW.” Wow indeed.
Aw heck here it is:
YES MA’AM. They don’t make ’em like that anymore. Gives me chills every time.
Met up with my support group on Saturday–all nine original members! The breakfast at the Deru Market was nothing special, but look at those caaaaakes! A 9 dollar piece of salted peanut butter chocolate cake came home with me. That’s right. Josh and I split it that night. Mmmm.
Back to murder mysteries again. This is a good one.
Oh that sweet little Bear Cub! I put our throwing stick down on a picnic table the last time we went to the dog park, returned about 10 minutes later and someone had STOLEN IT. Losers!
Sometimes you need a smiley face. Especially after Sunday and the horrific slaughter of 50 LGBT clubbers at an Orlando night club. Sickening.
I’m ready to go camping again. Who’s with me?
The calla lilies that Grandma Shirley gave us last year are blooming!
What a majestic tail! Alright, time to get to work. Ta ta for now.