Decent day

Times are busy and getting busier. I’m big and getting bigger. It doesn’t help that my daughter’s always asking for ice cream. (I’d be eating it anyway. Probably more so cause it wouldn’t be spoiling her.) But I have an excuse being pregnant. You heard it first here. Assuming Wednesday’s appointment goes well, we’ll make it public in our congregation, and you all know how fast that news travels.

Today is turning into a better day than I’ve had in a little while. The headache I started earlier has gone away after eating lunch. My voice has improved considerably since whispering Friday and Saturday. My daughter’s napping, and I will too. And best of all I think, I got a decent hair cut.