Life has been a bit distracting here at the Bettner house. Ok, that's a lie. I am just too wrapped up in stupid reads to write anything I would want to read. I am really only writing this because I know that no one reads my blog and alot of people get my facebook update so I can't share this on facebook. I guess I could but I would hate to
turn anyone off thier breakfast. If someone in the world actually DOES stumble upon this blog, it's thier own damn fault and I will not pity them.
I do, however, pity my butt. I have been fairly lucky so far in this pregnancy. I only threw up about 25 times as opposed to the twice daily of Eloises gestation. I have only one visible stretch make, I have only gained 15 pounds. (to be fair, I am the same weight I was at this point in my last pregnancy, I just happened to start this one even fatter than I started the last one). I am 32 weeks now and I don't feel so bad. Except my ass. I have this pregnancy's first official hemroid. I know there are some women who have been getting hemroids since thier childhoods. Hell, I'm related to some of them. I had never been graced with one until my last pregnancy. It is back...with a vengance.
In other news, apparently my husband was on a plane back from San Fran with MC Hammer. Somehow he met him and the hammer asked for Pauls card. That's right. My husband is going to be on the cover of D magazine in June AND MC Hammer wanted his digits. I can't blame the Hammer, my husband is a hunk.
