Things making me grumpy today:
I just discovered 300 comments and emails in my spam folder. I've realized for a week or so that I was missing stuff, but didn't think to check the spam and had no idea it had been happening for at least a month and who knows how much longer. So, if I haven't been answering you, it isn't because I'm a jerk. Or at least, not only because I'm a jerk.
We had a veritable dickload of margaritas left after the party on Saturday, and out of a group of 6 adults, none of us could figure out how to dump the thing without making an unholy mess, so we just forced the men to move it full and left the tequila to oxidize in my garage. Then the rental guy came to pick it up and just opened the taps to drain it back into the buckets the mix came in. Taps. Duh.
I know I mentioned last week that I had started wearing maternity pants, but it was really just for a small amount of extra comfort since all my regular clothes still fit. I wore regular old pants yesterday, in fact. And I don't know whether it was a sudden fetal growth spurt or the two pieces of leftover birthday cake I ate last night, but this morning not a single item of pre-pregnancy clothes fits. Fuck me. Oh wait, that's how I got into this mess in the first place. Nevermind.
The child, she is whiny. The only thing that stops the whining is "rocket," aka Little Einsteins. I am very anti-tv for Mia - I don't like her to watch more than an hour or so a week, but the whining was so bad that I turned it on just to have some peace, and she already watched 45 minutes of Elmo this morning.
Pictures later, had zero free time this weekend. Or in the past three months really. I guess you can add that to the grump list.