Guilt-Free

I am now guilt-free about my horrible eating habits while Brian is away. It turns out when he arrived at the cabin he made a fire, had a hotdog as well as four beers, and then finished off a bag of beef jerky before going to bed. I suppose cereal and watermelon isn't the worse dinner one can have. Jeez!

Nothing else is going on. I went shopping on Friday and Saturday and bought some clothes that were bigger than my usual clothes. I am not yet at the maternity clothing stage. I'm in this awful in between stage where maternity clothes are much too big and my usual clothes are much too small. At least anything with a button, zipper, or size small tag on it. I still had a few things I could wear, but a few things only last a couple of days a week and I just can't bear to wear the same thing twice in one week, except for jeans. People at my work would notice if I wore the same outfit twice. It's completely shallow, but I know they would notice.

I have also been experiencing a horrible symptom of pregancy. Heartburn. I hate heartburn, it is the worse thing about being pregnant, unless you have morning sickness, which I've had before, but not with this baby. So the heartburn is going to make me hate being pregnant this time around. Argh! I thought I was well on my way to having one of those complaint free pregnancies. Damn it!

Oh, I just found out Michael Jackson is innocent. He is so gross!