(...and I've noticed too that my ankles are starting to surge out into larger dimensions ... reminiscent of an elderly person. Ack. I am starting to lose recognition of my own body. That person in the mirror isn't ME!!)
The nursery is taking shape! The changing table is now assembled; bring on the dirty diapers! Brad has touched up some of the paint on the walls! Further bulletins as events warrant!
And Thursday afternoon, Brad and I took a tour of the hospital where the baby will be born and learned some helpful information. I'm glad that at least now he knows where the hospital is. Could be useful knowledge at some point soon.
And then on the way home, we decided to go to Olive Garden, to continue the date night. Well, we almost didn't get there. Um...this was in an area that we don't usually go to eat out and it had been a while since I was up there. I was convinced that this particular O.G. was in a certain location...and Brad was convinced that it was in the opposite direction. Since I was driving, I went MY way. I was so looking forward to pulling into the parking lot and giving myself over to gloating over the fact that I was right and he was wrong.
Except I was wrong. HE was right. It was a very disconcerting feeling. But he was quite gracious.
And we had a simply fa-haa- haaaabulous meal. Oh. My. Word. It was SO good. And helped by the fact that we were both ravenous. Hunger is the best sauce, as they say.
And then, for dessert: we shared a piece of pumpkin cheesecake. With whipped cream, drizzled caramel, and crumbled ginger snaps on top. Oh, THIS was a dessert to shame all other desserts. This was a dessert for the ages. This was total spoilage for everyday life. This was like my tongue dying and going to heaven and looking back on all that I had eaten in the past, during my earth-life, and rightly judging it all to be chaff. My tastebuds rejoiced in utter ecstasy, saying, "THIS was what I was CREATED to eat!" It was like I was on a higher plane of existence. Sigh. Who knew pumpkin cheesecake could be so powerful?
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I was going to write: Well done good and faithful tongue, but then realized that might be slightly inappropriate. ah, er..I guess i just did anyway.
Ha haaaaaaaaa! I LOVE the slightly inappropriate!
I KNEW pumpkin cheesecake could be so powerful! I mean, it's got pumpkin in it!!!
That made me almost want to get cheesecake. I'm not normally a fan, but this could be an exception...
And just think how tiny you're going to feel after Baby B&C (my name for the little guy) is born!! You're just going to shrink! (I typed "deflate" first, but decided that imagery might not be ideal.)
can you send me the recipe so i can try to celebrate thanksgiving in this land?
Good idea on the recipe, KW. Post it, will you Claire? Please?
So glad your fingers can breathe easier now. :O) So excited about the babyyyyyy!
I don't have the recipe...I suppose it could be Googled...I'll let you know if I find anything along those lines. Actually- my new "Light and Tasty" magazine came the other day and I noticed they had pumpkin cheesecake squares...I'll look into it...
Brent loves pumpkin cheesecake. I'm not a total fan . . . I'm more of a PB type of girl.
Claire, my fingers and feet swelled so much that I got carpal & tarsal tunnel (hands and feet). My doctor said my swelling was normal and that I wasn't as swollen as many other women, and I thought "How is that even possible?" because I felt like such a balloon. My hands and feet still aren't normal. The swelling went away and I could see all the bones in my feet again, but I still have pain and numbness. 3 months later. Agh. I hope it goes away eventually.
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