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I finally got an email back from the woman who runs the childbirth class. I had emailed her saying that I was going to come to her classes starting tonight, and that I hope it's still okay (since it had been a while since we talked). I admit that I waited too long to email her, because I kept forgetting, so I got a little worried when I didn't hear back from her. But she did email me just now and said it is fine and that I should bring pillows and "wear comfortable clothes." LOL, I'm seven months pregnant, does she really think I wear anything OTHER than comfortable clothes these days? ;)
Yesterday was the Best Day Ever. I slept till 1:30, the Red Sox spanked the Yankees and prevented Clemens from getting #300, and I did basically nothing all day. I washed the dishes and scooped out the catbox and called that an accomplishment. It was great. Today work is From Hell and I'm wishing I could go back to yesterday. Sigh, snif. Oh well.
( a Buffy dream ) BTW, I'm still looking for a beta for my post-BTVS story! Please? Anyone? *grovel* It's all about Faith! How can you not love that? Who doesn't love Faith? Snif.
Yesterday was the Best Day Ever. I slept till 1:30, the Red Sox spanked the Yankees and prevented Clemens from getting #300, and I did basically nothing all day. I washed the dishes and scooped out the catbox and called that an accomplishment. It was great. Today work is From Hell and I'm wishing I could go back to yesterday. Sigh, snif. Oh well.
( a Buffy dream ) BTW, I'm still looking for a beta for my post-BTVS story! Please? Anyone? *grovel* It's all about Faith! How can you not love that? Who doesn't love Faith? Snif.
