Edgar Allen Poe's last words were, "Lord, help my poor soul".

21 weeks pregnant today.  I am in sooo much pain.  Feet, legs, back.  ouch.
I keep thinking really really silly thoughts.
Today's silly thought: "I've got to stop saying that under my breath.  The baby can hear me now."
Haha.
.....wow.


I crave Wendy's.  Oh well.  At least it's cheap.

I need to take 5 month pictures.


My parents are seeing the Blue Men Group at Nationwide tonight.  I'm jelous.  I love them!