"Aidan what's that noise? Is that that freezer?"
"No, there's a bird stuck in the vent and it's flapping it's wings trying to get out."
"Shut up"
"No, serious, it is."
"Aidan, don't joke with me that freaks me out"
"Go listen, it's not coming from the freezer"
I go to the kitchen and open the freezer, the kid's right, it's not coming from the freezer.
"Dude, aidan I'm going to freak out, what is that?"
"It's a bird, maybe a mommy bird or a baby bird, it's stuck in there.
"I'm calling your dad."

I miss my sister.

I had a dream that Emory's arrival was a huge event. I was sailing into a banquet room, it was dark but colorful with hues of maroon, deep purple, and dark blue. It was full of all kinds of people I knew, and even people I didn't know very well. My mom's friends, my friends, people who have passed , people extremely dear to me. I just sailed on through in a little boat past everyone smiling and waving. Everyone was clapping and smiling and so excited for the labor process to begin. It was the happiest dream I've ever had. Totally small world Disneyland style. I think my hypnobirthing cds are really getting me into a positive place with this whole labor business.

There is nothing better than stripping down to barely nothing. Laying in bed with the fan directly on you, and not doing a damn thing.

I think I'm in the nesting phase. I woke up at 7:30 and started cleaning right away. I took all my clothes out of the babies room and put them in storage, I can't wear 90% of them any way and won't be able to, if at all, for awhile. I love seeing Emory's little baby clothes dangling from the closest.
I'm trying to get my car cleaned and prepared for baby arrival, which is a God damn hassle because instead of listening to my father, I avoided every precaution to keep my car in good running condition. My 2003 mistubishi lancer is a piece of shit. I have to get a window replaced, numerous repairs on the engine, the air conditioning fixed, and give the car a complete cleaning make over.
I'm a bit overwhelmed. I'm getting to the point where the excitment of meeting Emory is over powering. I want him out right now, but I know we're both not ready yet.
I'm taking Aidan and his bestie to see How to Train Your Dragon this evening. I'm going to eat the shit out of some popcorn.

I love this show

All God's creatures fresh off the grill,
so c'mon down to Mr. Meaty, where friends meetee... meat!

I will never ever take my youthful and healthy body for granted again. All these aches and pains and perpetual discomfort make me feel like a severe elderly cripple. I'm going to start running after I have the baby. I remember this one time Alicia and I went out on a run together. We were both determined to out run each other, or as least keep up with each other. Best run of my life. Not to mention memorable for the black snake that crossed our path. We screamed like little girls and embraced each other for a hot second, laughed, pushed each other away and went back to running. That high after a really good work out is so euphoric, why can't it be as addicting as smokes or beer? I think it can be. I'm going to make it my new vice. I can't stand these changes in my body. I love my little guy in there but I hate what it's doing to my figure.

There was an earthquake in Tucson today. What the hell? I'm bummed I didn't feel it.

I'm starting to accept who I am lately. Not that I'm not open for changes or self improvement. I just think I was trying so hard to be something better than I am for so long. It's easier to just be okay with my faults. Like talking shit about people. Sometimes it just feels good to let it out because people can be really fucking annoying. Also, I'm irresponsible, like REALLY irresponsible. Like I'm probably the last person in the world to be having a baby irresponsible. But it's all good. I have a wonderful family and the most awesomest friends and if I could be judged on the people I have surrounding me in my life, I'd get a gold star and a one way ticket to heaven. I am blessed.

Going to eat this delish meal kenneths mom made me for easter now. num num num :)

Rabbits symbolized new life and rebirth in ancient Egypt.
They considered it a symbol of the moon as the moon determines the date of Easter. The Easter Bunny’s visit is based upon a German Legend. The legend goes that a poor woman decorated eggs for her children to find during a famine. At the moment they found them, they looked up to see a big bunny hopping away.

......very, very interesting. Seeing as how my sign is ruled by the moon and I have a mild obsession with bunnies.