The problem is, that I can't think of a single thing that I've been up to that in any way inspires a post, or anything to blog about at all really. Which is not to say that I haven't been doing anything. I am clearly being slowly transformed, not a steep learning curve, but a really, really long one. Here are some of the highlights:
I am a traveloholic. And so is Thor. It's not our fault; Sterling was having a sale.
I'm beginning to slowly realize that some of my life plans are not really very feasible. The problem is that I have no other plans to take their place at the moment.
It's only now that I'm beginning to understand the true nature of heartburn. Really, I wouldn't recommend it to anyone. In fact, it's kind of gross, in an unpleasant kind of way.
I'm also learning that it's possible to worry about and be protective of someone I haven't even met, who in fact hasn't even been born yet. I'm already crying over not-yet-existent hurts and skinned knees. It's scarily exhilarating. I suppose my mother felt the same way about my brother and I, which I'd never really considered before.
I really do not multitask. My one task at the moment is cross-stitching baby samplers. I interrupt this task to do other things, like go to work, sleep, and eat. And, yes, you guessed it, blog.
Posts are always more interesting when accompanied by an image. You can find the original of this one here.