Hallo, blog! I am 27 weeks and 2 days pregnant today. According to my pregnancy app, that means my son is the size of a “cucumber”–but what kind of cucumber is 15 inches long and 2 pounds, I ask ya?

Sleep has been better. My mother recommended tart cherry juice for insomnia so after doing extensive Google research I threw my heartburn caution to the wind last night and drank 2 ounces while watching “Friday”.

Lo and behold, I still woke up 6 times during the night to pee (like usual) but was able to fall back asleep very easily.

Other sleep aides/help for pregnant ladies I have found: sleeping nude (ish), sleeping with a fan pointed right at me, taking Benedryl, taking a “Rescue Remedy” pastille right before bed, keeping a banana at bedside, hypnosis apps for sleep. Not all at once, mind you. Oy vey. Three more months.

Phase 1 of ombre-fying the free dresser we scored from “Buy Nothing”…

…and here is Phase 2! Just one last phase to complete, adding the drawer pulls. We bought some at Home Depot over the weekend. So far, the only aspect of this project that has cost money has been the drawer pulls. Not bad!

A couple of days ago the weather forecasts would have everyone believe that a HUGE, TERRIBLE wind storm was gonna sweep through Seattle and pulverize everything in sight. I brought my little lemon tree (seen here) inside.

My in-laws came into town on Thursday and stayed with us that night. We went out for Hawaiian food, and it was delicious. Unfortunately I had a terrible time sleeping on Thursday because I was nervous about the job I had the following day in downtown Seattle, during what I assumed would be a terrible wind storm.

The following morning I made it safely to the building but right as I did, the power went out. For a full hour and half only. It was the first time I treated patients by the light of a lantern!

I made it back home safely, and Friday night passed by uneventfully. The REAL windstorm, the weather people predicted, would happen Saturday afternoon.

Saturday morning Josh and I both worked, and then after work I “squeezed” in one last rainy walk with the dogs before the terrible windstorm. Then Josh came home from work and we “squeezed” in a trip to the gym.

The time that the wind was supposed to descend (according to my weather app) kept getting bumped up–first to 6 pm, then to 8…then 10…then eventually we went to bed…

…and guess what? IT NEVER HAPPENED AT ALL. The local meteorologists are laughing stocks. I worried so much on Saturday for NOTHING! (sorry, Baby M.)

In other news…these are delicious.

I am never growing cherry tomatoes again. GROAN. We successfully grew a single zucchini, and I made it into bread, so at least there’s that.

And the Bear goes on.

Another pregnancy present! Just IMAGINE the possibilities! Squeal! Squeak! Catch yer later. I gotta go put up some Halloween decorations.