Revenge of the "Morning" Sickness

I have been tricked! I felt great for nearly 2 whole weeks...and now this! It would seem my stomach doesn't want anything (as opposed to nearly everything) at all to stay for more than 20 minutes before 5pm. At least the nights are getting easier...although the dreams are getting stranger. The wonderful adventures of pregnancy!

Dreams

The power of suggestion: Thanks to Sara S. I am now dreaming about polygamy and having twins. As for the twins...Steve's only comment was, "That would be interesting." Right. I was thinking of much more dramatic words...

At least now I'll have a concern to bring up tomorrow at the doctor's appointment. :) It doesn't help that I'm feeling more expansive than ever. 13 weeks down, 27 to go!

Captain Hooty Shoot

I haven't thought about Captain Hooty Shoot in several years...until recently. Apparently my adventures with Captain Hooty Shoot and my friends are buried rather deeply.

Captain Hooty Shoot was the hero/leader of our gang. Well, the leader of a pretend gang of adventurous souls ages 5-12. Our leader was (from what I remember) a cross between a pirate and a sort of Scouting expert. Each adventure involved a lot of outrageous and impossible exploits as well as our very real outdoor experiences. For some reason marshmallows and owls were involved on more than one occasion...perhaps because these adventures were campfire stories told the last day of each camping trip.

The storyteller was Mike B, a friend of my father's from work and a very quirky guy from the South. We camped with his family at least once every summer from the time I was in kindergarten until I was about 13. He and his wife had three kids, Nick (my age), Kayela (my brother's age), and Brian (my sister's age). That made them the perfect camping buddies.

I really wish we'd written some those stories down! They were hysterical...and at times rather frightening. It's nice to be a part of a heroic team by night and a fisherwoman by day.

The Project

For some reason (possibly denial) I completely forgot about the "social support project" that I've been working on most of the last 8 months. Having created the poster and presented it at the conference, I now have to get to work on the actual article. I had an e-mail from my mentor/collaborator yesterday reminding me of that rather large portion of the project. Oops. I guess I just associated it with school...and school is over, so naturally there's no more project! I wish. Not that it's entirely boring. I just don't really care whether or not it gets published. Period.

May 2006, Week One

I've been asked a lot lately what my plans are now that I've "graduated". I must admit I have no real plans...at least not anything that can be considered terribly productive (which really means a job or classes, etc). This week I plan to catch up on all that cleaning I failed to do between the morning sickness and finals. (While the morning sickness is gone...it's been fully replaced by evening/night sickness. Ugh.) When I have completed the Spring cleaning of the apartment, I will actually begin to study for that last medical terminology exam. At some point today/tomorrow I need to plan something for Steve's birthday. We're planning to go camping this weekend, but I fully intend to do something more birthday-ish. Sometime in between all that cleaning, studying, and planning, I will sit down to read Pride and Prejudice for the Relief Society book group. Well, it's a nice idea anyway. Oh, and I need to visit the health center to get my lab work done. Sounds pretty productive to me!