how it's gonna be.

this my friends is the look of horror that crossed my face in the shower this morning.
or afternoon.
whenever it was that i finally hauled myself into the cleaning process.
why you ask?
i found my first varicose vein.
on the back of my leg.
to be exact.
order of thoughts that went through my mind:
1. what is that?
2. gasp (this was done out loud)
3. i think it is a varicose vein.
4. thank goodness i don't wear short shorts.
5. does it hurt when i push it?
6. no, it doesn't. thank goodness.
7. wait, will it hurt soon?
8. when will it hurt?
9. dang it. here we go...
10. does this mean i'm going to have "other things" happen this time that didn't happen last time? (vague to spare TMI)
now i'm wishing i wouldn't have showered today.
i could have had one more day of happily believing i had yet again dodged this maternity bullet.
no sir, i have not.
ok Body, so this is how it's gonna be?!
ok.
just know that i expect you to do away with it, and any others that may appear, in the next 8 weeks after the little loinette has arrived.
heavens, i was bigger with brennan!
why didn't i get them with him?
why am i getting them now?
will there be more?
Body, it's a good thing you make good looking chubby babies.
it makes it ALL worth it:-).
did walking do this?
too much standing?
too much carrying of the pork loin?
oh dear.
am i making a little loinette to match or marvel the birth weight of the pork loin?
these things are not for the thinking of my mind.
they will be swiftly shoo-ed away.
and replaced with thoughts of my christmas menu.
it's friday.
menu planning, budget organizing, and weekly shopping day.
food sampling day at harmon's and costco.
not varicose vein day.