However as soon as I give birth somebody better bring me an Italian grinder and a milkshake. People have been informed.

Hah! I'd bring you one from our place if we were just a teensy bit closer.

Thank you. I hate how whiny I get when I'm sick. It's like I regress to childhood.

Hah! I'd bring you one from our place if we were just a teensy bit closer.

I'm sure you would. They don't slice the proscuitto right here or make proper Italian rolls. So, Mom knows she can see her granddaughter if she brings those things with her from RI. It's possible I'm a little picky about these things, but I can blame my grandfather for that.

Thanks, you guys. Certainly I didn't mean to make that sound as if I were stalking for revenge. Getting in my face is just too much to take when the move-out date is all set. There is no need to keep sending nasty letters saying there must be no debris left in the garbage cans. Which is a silly requirement to make since waste management picks up at the curb every week.

Sick = whiny for me. One degree of fever turns me into a five year old, so I've learned to take a load off and rest when I need to.

Fortunately my sisters will do okay in their new situation because thankfully one of them has savings and good credit and now they have a nice new mobile home only one zip code away and we can still be neighbors. Sadly I am jealous because my vintage aluminum box could use a lot of nice things like roll out shelves and a soaking tub and skylights. Not to mention windows that are not leaky hand crank louvers with screens inside.

Ah well. At least this didn't mean my girls moved out of town or in with me with the seven cats. I don't even really like company that stays more than three days or so because it's too crowded for me.

Occasionally a hummingbird buzzes past my ear and then sits polishing its bill and fluffing up its feathers and sucking them back in tight, scratching its little head with its wee foot. I wonder if it is demonstrating to me that yep, same bird.

sj, I'd bring you a good one, with the capicola, Soresina provolone, and Prosciutto di Parma.

Katerina, the landlord sounds like an idiot, but I do have to agree (in theory) about hoarding conditions. The BF is an EMT, and it can hinder them from providing emergency care. It can also be a fire hazard, which can also prevent firefighters from going inside to fight the blaze, or finding trapped occupants hidden by the clutter. I'm glad they're going to be close by and you can still see them frequently!

However as soon as I give birth somebody better bring me an Italian grinder and a milkshake. People have been informed.

Warning: I have possibly never been hungrier than right after I gave birth. My advice is for said someone to have it ready for you.

I am eating a late lunch too, but in an effort to eat more vegetarian I'm having faux chicken salad, not sushi. The faux salad is tastier than I expected, but it's not sushi.

Oh! Speaking of eating new-to-me foods, after a student presented on entomophagy yesterday I tried roasted crickets. The students in the room weren't trying, so I went first and then a bunch tried them.

sj, I'd bring you a good one, with the capicola, Soresina provolone, and Prosciutto di Parma.

Add a drizzle of good balsamic vinegar, and I'm there. I realy would love to see your family's restaurant someday.

Warning: I have possibly never been hungrier than right after I gave birth. My advice is for said someone to have it ready for you.

Noted. It looks like we're headed toward a scheduled c-section. So, Mom will have plenty of time to prepare.

I realy would love to see your family's restaurant someday.

We'd love to have you. If you ever get down this way, even if it's last minute....

Warning: I have possibly never been hungrier than right after I gave birth. My advice is for said someone to have it ready for you.

So true. Starving. Then again I hadn't eaten in 24 hours.

Noted. It looks like we're headed toward a scheduled c-section.

Having that settled helps a lot. Takes so many ifs and whens away. I've had friends and relatives that did this and there was a certain peace of mind.

One of the peace of mind things is I know TCG will be home. I'm terrified about going into labor with him being an hour away.

So in plus news I totally forgot work offers short term disability insurance. And so today I got a call from the leave of absence caseworker saying that a packet of info was heading my way should be here in 3-4 business days and I had to have it returned to them on April 2. So More than likely it will get here Monday and I had to get it back by Thursday, I thought she meant via mail but they need it faxed back. Anyway I got an extension on that.

Then she reminded me to call the insurance company about getting the infor for them and I'll get 80%of my pay for the first 6 weeks. I guess if they approve it. They may not. At least I feel a little less like a burden.

Also talked to Will briefly and he's coming over tomorrow to show me where to get heating oil for quick fill ups until the tank is replaced.

He also told me he's meeting with the owner of another dealership about a possible job. They are having dinner now and discussing it. I know he's unhappy where he's working and this new job sounds like more freedom, more travel, but a chance to get out and make deals and also to be appreciated. He said the guy h e was talking to asked him how much he sold last year and when Will gave him the figure the guy was silent for a few minutes before saying he was shocked and impressed. At his current job he gets told he's not doing well enough.