I think I'm a bit more on the mend. I've got a bit more energy today than I did yesterday. I'm still on a very strange sleep schedule due to work on the show, and the cough that I have is no fun, but it seems that the antibiotics are doing their job.

he natural history museum has the butterfly pavilion, but they charge for entrance to that ($5 I think). But the gemstone section is free! you can look at the Hope Diamond.

I embarrass myself in the gem collection and tend to think no one loves it as much as I do. Not the jewelry gems, but the polished rocks and the crystals colonies. I go positively orgasmic.

So far, B is giving the thumbs up to the Peacock room, the Hirshorn and other museums. She also wants to visit the Decatur House.

ND, I'm glad you're starting to feel better! I hope it continues.

ION, apparently one of the condos in the big house across the street is for sale. I'm going to assume that since it's listed by Sotheby's, it's probably out of my price range.

continued healing~ma ND

The week Dylan was conceived, I was in Paris gorging myself on red wine and espresso, and the weekend after (before I knew I was pregnant, obviously) was spent in Nashville with Buffistas drinking entirely too many Jack&soda's. He turned out just fine.

And I am JZ wrt cutting out coffee during the first and second trimester -- I didn't do it intentionally, but I couldn't stand the smell until about month 5. I did drink a lot of tea to settle my stomach (but usually only one cup of real tea in the morning and then mint or lemon the rest of the day).

I am so mean.

Our Women and Religion prof was out on Tuesday due to a family emergency. We had a test scheduled for tomorrow, so in our online classroom there has been all kinds of speculation about whether or not the test would still happen. Mostly it's been, "Well, she can't still give the test, because we didn't get our review period" and the such. Um, kids? She distributed a study guide last week. What more do you want?

So, about 15 minutes ago, the prof posted in the announcements section of the classroom that the test will go on tomorrow as planned. It will be given by a proctor. My classmates are FREAKING out. This is so unfair and unjust! I think I'm going to walk away from the classroom for the rest of the night, because soon I'm going to tell them all to grow up!

Yeah, it freaks me out and makes me a little sad--I'm like "Hmm, I'm 30, and have no partner, so the likelihood of children in the near future is small...eep?"

This. Although - 34 here.

I'm very glad that I haven't had any craving to have kids, though; I like kids, I think I'd make (in some respects) a good mum, and if I were in a relationship with someone I loved and trusted and all that and pregnancy happened, that would be fine. But lacking that scenario, I'm good with just having the cat, who is plenty of responsibility his own self. If the mothering impulse eventually kicks in, then I think adoption is a fine option.

The week Dylan was conceived, I was in Paris gorging myself on red wine and espresso, and the weekend after (before I knew I was pregnant, obviously) was spent in Nashville with Buffistas drinking entirely too many Jack&soda's. He turned out just fine.

I was in Las Vegas a few weeks before I found out I was pregnant with Owen.

I was having a cigarette when my stick turned blue.

I was having a cigarette when my stick turned blue.

::sits next to Aimee, as usual::