It's amazing what you can buy on Ebay.
Read the comments from prospective buyers. Priceless.
I've hopped on the nausea express. It's puke-tastic. I can't believe how awful I feel. Constant queasiness, like I've been on a small ship in high seas. Unless I actually have food in my mouth, I feel like I'm going to hurl. Last night, I stocked up on fruit and veggies in a probably vain attempt to limit my weight gain. I never felt this bad when I was pregnant before. I just want to crawl into a hole, puke and then die a little.
Why do you have to buy a whole friggin' box of Clementines? I only want three or four at a time. If I buy the cute wooden crate of them, they will go moldy. And do they sell seedless tangerines? Because sitting here, spitting seeds into my hand while trying to type my blog and answer the phone is really pissing me off.
Tell me I'm not the only one that starts singing every time they see a crate of Clementines. Oh my darlin', oh my darlin....
I'm having avocado cravings. I don't even really like avocadoes, nor do I know how to eat them, save scooping them out with a spoon. The colour and consistency is like sick baby poop, and yet, I would crawl on my belly over broken glass to get to one. Go figure.
Olivia started her period over Christmas. This would explain the INSANE high blood sugars of the last few months as well as the attitude, tears, drama and snottiness that have prevailed at the Bedhead household. Oy. And vey.
Either my husband is screwing around on me or he really does love me, because he gave me these for Christmas: