Let me tell you, Mondays have a whole new glorious meaning when you're not in school and not working.
I mean, they still suck, because it's the beginning of a five-day stretch of monotony and being home all day by myself. But gone are the days that I would lay in bed on Monday mornings praying, "Oh dear Lord please, please let me go back in time 24 hours because I did not properly appreciate my Sunday and I'm so not ready for this, Amen."
But please don't take this as me bragging that I get to laze around all day while the rest of you attend classes / go to work / are productive members of society. I would give anything to be able to get up and get dressed and go make money each morning.
And this weekend was especially painful because I kept being reminded that all of my college friends are moving back onto campus and celebrating the beginning of the school year. (The oh-so-subtle ways I was alerted of their celebrations? Texts at 11 pm, midnight, 2 am and 4 am from various Grinnellians, each one a little less legible.)
Anyway, I'm comforted by the fact that I only have 2.5 more weeks of bedrest, and after that it's only 1 week until my baby shower, and after that, well, he could be born at any time. Woo!
I'm still picniking like a fool. Here's Aaron with a handlebar mustache.
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cute pic of aaron - has he seen it?
You and me both!
Mondays are a god send that i would like to have pass in the blink of an eye! We also have mostly the same countdown, I just have a few more days, unfortunatly! So i know we can do it!
Also, seeing that I have been a missing member of the family since Aaron officially came into the picutre, I have yet to meet, or see him! This picture is like my introduction to Aaron, and very amusing one at that!
Aaron hasn't seen the picture... he saw another one, in which I gave him a unicorn tattoo on his chest, and he wasn't a fan.
Becky - 2.5 weeks left for you, right? Then you can meet the real, mustache-less Aaron and we can have our donut date!
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