Monday, December 11, 2006

It's been so long...

Pregnancy does something to a person... like make them not want to blog, read books, eat (depending on the morning sickness.) So since hockey has started the following things have been going on in our house:

  • Tesla and Karl get sick with a bad cold
  • Tesla gets sick with another bad cold
  • I get a bad sinus infection
  • Karl takes on a huge side job (same week I have the sinus infection)
  • Karl has cataract surgery (next one next week)
  • Morning sickness ends at week 18.5 of pregnancy at least enough to stop taking drugs.
  • Karl started drinking more. (Definitely connected to me being pregnant... more on that later)

I know this is all very exciting. It explains a lot. Like

  • why our dayhome provider is broke. Thanks to many sick days. (I actually don't see her finances but I can only assume)
  • why sunlife and blue cross aren't returning our phone calls (It pays to have a health provider)
  • why our friends only want to talk to us on the phone.

Since I'm into lists here is a list of things I would like to blog about but really don't think its appropriate since I tend to have a lot of opinions. It's a short list.

  1. Other people. Actually one in particular but contrary to popular belief I really do love this person I just think they're slightly crazy. Don't worry it's not Karl. Maybe I should start a secret blog. Or maybe I'm the crazy one and no one is willing to say anything. (Hafta love those hormones.) Or maybe your all thinking I want to blog about you and your going crazy just thinking about it.

It's time to end this day's entry. Just one more thing...

At church last month they were talking about forgiveness and it was suggested that if your feeling have been hurt you need to tell the offender. I mostly agree with this however, if you aren't or haven't seen the person for a long time since the offence (because they move away or change social groups) and probably won't see them again, should you seek the person out and tell them your feelings were hurt or should you just let sleeping dogs lie and lick your own wounds?