i was bound and determined not to make another post until someone commented on my last one (how could all you have NOTHING to say about those giant [if fake] knockers?!?  i'm shocked and disappointed), but then my mama posted and saved you all.

the only new news is pregnancy related...and pretty sick and boring.  

thing 1:

i've started retaining water.  it's a lovely, lovely thing that i hope lasts forever.  not really.  i have massive cankles that are quite embarrassing.  thank goodness i wear pants to work everyday.  i will be boycotting church (ie: skirts) for the next couple months unless i find a large pair of boots to wear.  or unless leg warmers come back in style.  

in case you don't believe me:

the relatively cute feet and skinny ankles of yesteryear

the cankles in all their glory

thing 2:

it was mother's day.  i didn't think that we (matt and i) would celebrate for us/me because i'm not technically a mother yet.  that, and he was going to be out of town and i wasn't going to celebrate alone (i'm not THAT big of a loser).  but, his plans fell through and though we didn't exactly celebrate on mother's day, a big, delicious cookie basket:

was delivered to my office on monday with a note from matt--who had planned on surprising me while out of town.  this was perfect--not only because i L-O-V-E, LOVE sweets--but because he knows i hate flowers...or, hate receiving flowers.  i think they stink.  literally.  and throw them away shortly after getting them.  so, major brownie points for old matt.  i won't tell you how i made it up to him...

thing 3:

i quit my job.  well, i quit after working up until my due date.  i wasn't willing to work full time post-baby girl olsen's arrival, and so i'll be a mom for a few months until we get so desperate for cash that i consider selling my body on the street corner (9th & 9th for any interested).  luckily my kick ass mama is hiring me back as a house cleaner this fall--so that'll be some money in the biz-ank.  

and, i guess that's all.  my lil' bro's getting married in a couple weeks, i have three more baby showers, and then d-day comes...hopefully before it's projected date (june 27).  oh, and one more thing.  in order to keep me out of prison and my body off the streets for as long as possible, we've nixed our text messaging plan and will no longer be able to send/receive texts.  not that any of you really texted us a lot anyways (jerks), but for those that did, you won't be able to.  now you'll have to call us.  suckers.

adios.