Just some stuff

So, thanks to all of my faithful friends and readers, guess who won the pumpkin carving contest?
ME!!

Yep, that's right. I carved the cat. BSC did what most people thought was Winnie the Pooh, but was actually supposed to be a little devil. My mom did the bat and my aunt did the scared face. Wahoo, I won, yippee! You can all send your congratulatory checks to my home address, thank you very much.

I know it's been quite a while since I've had a real post or update. I'm going to have to blame my wonderful friend Blogger for that one. I've tried to post 3 different times with no success, hence the last "Test" post. Hmmm, Blogger will publish stuff I really don't care to publish, yet the posts I actually spend time writing don't seem to appear on the blog. Blogger has a conspiracy against me! Anywho, on with what's been happening in and around my life.

You all can officially call me Mickey Mouse hands. Want to know why? Because my fingers have swollen from a size 5 to a size 7. Yes, TWO WHOLE SIZES. Just for laughters sake, I tried to put on my wedding ring this morning. It stopped dead at my knuckle. Were my fingers ever really that small? Have I ever really been able to fit into a size 6 or 8 pant? Have my boobs ... well, we just won't go there. Ironically my fingers are the only part of me swelling (besides the obvious boobs and belly). My feet have yet to turn to Mickey Mouse status and my ankles are surprisingly not kankles yet. So why just my fingers? No idea. Gotta love all the weird stuff pregnancy does to you. Especially the part toward the end of pregnancy when you stop sleeping. Yep, just LOVE that (sorry I'm a bit cranky after another restless and uncomfortable night).

Moving on! This past weekend I had a baby shower from my church. When I was first approached about having a baby shower I tried to convince them that it wasn't necessary and that I would be having a shower in November thrown by my sister, a "most perfect and beautiful" friend, and my aunt. I told them this because BSC and I aren't fully involved in a lot of things, and I'm only friends with a few people (not to mention that we don't know anyone who attends the morning service because we just can't bring ourselves to wake up for an 8:00am service). But even after all of that, they still wanted to throw me a shower. Okie dokie. My mom and aunt came with me. I forewarned them that it may very well be just us three with the hostess sitting around staring at each other. Well, lo and behold, a whole slew of people showed up! I couldn't believe it. People were actually introducing themselves to me for the first time as they handed me a baby gift. It was quite a surreal experience. The weird thing was, none of our friends showed up. None of the people who we know well and talk to outside of church were there (Cody and Jeannie, you have a valid excuse this time ... come on, Denver's not THAT far away!). But all in all, it was a good time. I got some amazing gifts and met some genuinely sweet people. And people actually looked at our registry! Since the whole wedding-gift-debacle, BSC and I were hesitant to even register. But our faith in the idea of a registry has been redeemed, thank you, thank you, thank you!

Alrighty, it is snowing outside now, I can't believe it. I see little flurries of white passing by the front window. Wow, I guess it's that time of the year already.

P.S. Some advice for those of you who have never been pregnant: if you haven't seen a pregnant friend in a while, the first things you say to them should NOT be "Whoa, you're HUGE!" Thanks, that makes me feel really good. No really, I enjoy being compared to a whale.

My due date is exactly one month from today ... frightening.