Currently, I don’t have anything to say that’s not whiney, bitchy, or self-pitying. I’m big pregnant now and just miserable in general due to the combination of normal pregnancy crap plus weird me crap that always seems to happen around this point, because this is the point where my immune system says, Oh, I think its time for a vacation, good luck with this third trimester thing. Also, I have a head between my legs. Whoever says fourth babies don’t drop until you are IN labor is full of shit.
So here are some pictures instead.
Spooky stuff is awesome. Like Vampires and carved… footballs…
See? Carved football. Spookeay.
EEk. A Ghost! Oh, wait.. it’s just my belly.
Self portrait at 35.2 weeks. Yeah. I know.