Pigs and Weather

First and absolutely foremost, what do Doug's sister's have against pigs? Or is it that they really love pigs? For the last two years, our Sunday School class has planned a pig pickin' that is supposed to be a really fun get together filled with good food and friends. But, his sisters insist on having babies instead! That's right, we just got the call a few minutes before 7am that Lindsay and Marshall are headed to the hospital to have Cole Marshall Dinkins! So, we're up and headed there too, but will inevitably miss the pig pickin'. FA09, please make me a leftovers plate! We will keep you updated about the impending arrival of our newest nephew!

Secondly, we were at Home Depot last night with Doug's mom picking out some paint for what's going to be our changing table. The weather was somewhat rainy but definitely windy! We were getting in my car to leave and I saw this shopping carty that had been put away in one of the return bays. The shopping cart did this crazy spin thing and started rolling on it's own! It rolled itself out of the bay and began to roll across the parking lot. It was headed straight for a Camry. Doug was shouting, "NO, not a car! Don't hit a car!" (he does really have a heart for all cars, even Sedans) The cart narrowly misses the Camry and continues rolling through two open spaces and the low and behold, it rolls itself right into another BAY! Are you kidding me? No, you can't make this stuff up. Where was Tom Bergeron? We could've won $10,000 from America's Funniest Home Videos based on our laughs and shouts, let alone the actual path of the shopping cart!

Ok - I'm off to finish getting ready to head up to the hospital to meet Baby Cole!

Thanks Chris!

Thank you Christopher Columbus for sailing the ocean blue and finding the Americas on October 12. Without your courage and zeal, I would've had to work today!

But instead, I got to sleep in a bit, do some laundry, have lunch with my husband, and just relax! I could certainly get used to three day weekends!

Anyone else want to do something special and commemorate it with a national holiday? Please, be my guest!

The Theater Chair

I know I have been remiss in my blogging lately, but I just haven’t felt like showing everyone how large I am or bemoaning all the things I have on my to-do list. The truth is, we have been really busy and it has been a good busy. I’ve had baby showers for me and hosted one for Lindsay. We’ve had lots of September birthdays and some big birthdays coming in October. Our nephew Dylan turns ONE next weekend and our nephew Cole will be BORN in a few weeks.

We took childbirth education classes that were interesting to say the least. But Doug feels super sorry for me now after watching some of the videos. I am scared to death of the epidural, probably because I know that is the one thing I can’t do without! I am 34 weeks tomorrow and start my weekly visits on Tuesday. We are certainly in the final countdown!

The nursery is nearing completion and I can’t wait for the finished product!

So here’s my funny story for the week. I had to go to a training seminar yesterday for work on main campus USC with my boss. The training was from 2-4 pm and we got there at about 2:04pm. The seminar had apparently started right at 2pm, if not a little earlier. The auditorium was close to capacity, so my boss and I were scrounging for seats. I spied two seats on the end of one row and when I got there, one of the chairs had no seat cushion, so that wasn’t going to work. The row in front of that had 3 seats available but we had to scoot over a lady sitting on the aisle seat. This was a very small auditorium and the woman did not notice the size of my belly. I literally had to hoist my stomach over the chair in front of her (probably bashing someone in the head with my baby). Then I proceeded to the second available chair leaving the first one for my boss who was coming down the aisle next.

I unfolded the chair and sat down and the chair dropped me to the floor with a thud. I would like to think I didn’t break the chair, but I don’t really know for sure. (Remember the abovementioned largeness regarding my figure.) The seat part of the chair did not stop when it was parallel to the floor – it just kept going, hence my bum hitting the floor. Lots of people turned and stared. I think they were fearful I was going into labor.

About an hour into the seminar, I contemplated wetting myself in order to pretend my water had broken and plus I really had to go to the bathroom and I wasn’t going to try and scoot out of the aisle again. Alas, I thought better of it, and just held it a little while longer.