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All I want to do is watch reruns of Pushing Daisies and eat chicken noodle soup. SOS.

I enrolled in a pottery class.

To no one's surprise, ( I suck at it. )

This was intended to act as a stress-coping mechanism and instead now I just hate my mug and my lack of ability to be a potter and arts and crafts in general. Some lady told me that maybe I'd be better at scrapbooking and I was so mad that I said "your mom's chest hair" in reply, which doesn't even make sense.

Have officially met planet-like proportions.

I quit everything that involves getting up off this couch.

I'm not sure how I even got down here, but my centre of gravity dictates that I will not be able to get up until this baby decides it's time to live in its own body. That said, I think I'm going to miss being pregnant. Is that weird?

Speaking of, we need suggestions for baby names, since I can't agree with my husband about anything.

It's probably a little frowned upon to go immediately from a yoga class to a ninja-style gymnastics battle with a 12-year-old, but I do what I want.