Things
Things I didn’t have time to do yesterday before our trip:
- Finish the article due today (I got an extension);
- Pad my presentation paper enough (I padded it two hundred words and they didn’t make a damn bit of difference time wise);
- Have a clothing crisis to find three presentable outfits;
- Learn how how to do my new haircut, which no longer looks impressive at all and just looks messy and sad.
- Comment on the news (Congratulations Doris! Congratulations Al!).
Things that freak me out:
- People who insinuate to me that their child’s first mom was basically a handy conduit for their child that accidentally was conceived in her body (have these people not read my journal? don’t they know I’m the wrong person to say this to?)
- Road rage;
- The number of thirty-something women on myspace of my past acquaintance who say something like, “I refuse to grow up if growing up means not being cool” or “I am so hip that I refuse to actually behave like a thirty-something person and I see this as mature”;
- The fact that I haven’t had a clothes crisis yet and we leave in two hours.
Things that bring me joy:
- That my mother-in-law (visiting her youngest son and his family in Portland) is coming home with two dresses for Madison from the Hanna Andersson outlet;
- That I’m going to meet some very interesting people even though I will probably do it with a haircut that looks like a rug, in clothes that I should have vetted first, and while reading a paper that’s too short despite the padding;
- The kids, in theory. Actually they’re being annoying this morning;
- My husband who hasn’t yet been annoying but he’s getting close.


Yeah, I realized my clothing crisis last night. Nick and I are heading out shopping (after I shower) because, uh, I forgot that as a hugely pregnant woman, I don’t really have much to wear. (Okay, I have a few outfits that could pass but… shopping, man, shopping.)
Don’t forget to try a little styling mud/paste/mousse for your new do. Apply, scrunch you hair into shape, and if need be, add a little hairspray to hold the shape as it dries.
Have an excellent trip!
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