Tuesday, August 31, 2010


Obviously my little brother was W.R.O.N.G.

Now, since he was so incredibly incorrect, we will resume the regular countdown blogs :)

We officially have two weeks left!

I don't have much else to say except to reiterate that my brother was WRONG.

I like saying that.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Late Night Posting...

It is now a few minutes after midnight on August 28th.

I'm going to bed in a few minutes and when I wake up tomorrow, my mommy will already be on her way here with the lovely Sara, Sara, and Jessica and the sweet miss Emily and Mr. Titus.

If my brother is correct, this may be the last night I sleep through the night for a while.

We'll see what happens. For now, it's off to bed. Busy day tomorrow!!!


Thursday, August 26, 2010

Leave the Gun, Take the Cannoli.

Last night, I had a dream...

I dreamed that my husband and I were running frantically through the woods.

We were running so frantically because we were being chased by a giant grizzly bear.

Nathan was carrying Maggie and I was carrying Rocco, and we continued to run.

Every now and then, we would stop running, see how far away the bear was, and then we would manage to squeeze through these tiny little holes (think a buried pvc pipe) and belly crawl to the other end, then we would resume running....only the bear would be closer because belly crawling through tiny little holes is obviously a waste of time.

Now, the funny part of this dream is how much my father would have hated it. You see, watching movies with my dad will teach you one lesson:

"Don't drop the weapon!"

This lesson is always YELLED at the screen when someone (generally the helpless damsel in distress) runs out of ammunition and decides to then chuck their gun at the head of their enemy rather than search for more ammunition. This is my father's greatest pet peeve...and that's saying something, because he has a lot of them.

Now, throughout the course of this dream, I went against all my training and instincts and somehow threw about 16 different guns at the bear. I kept stumbling across more guns, and rather than shooting the bear, I just pitched the gun at its head...hoping my aim would somehow be improved this way :/

It went something like this:

1. Stumble across gun.
2. Stare at it as if thoroughly confused.
3. Turn to face the bear.
4. Chuck gun. Hard.
5. Possibly hit bear in face.
6. Turn and run again because gun impact did no damage to said bear.
7. Repeat steps 1 through 6.

Towards the end of the dream, we got to a house. Now, the smart thing would have been to lock the doors behind us and just be at peace....but instead, we let the bear chase us into the house.

We hid in the shower.

The bear found us.

We managed (puppies in hand) to entice the bear into the shower, get ourselves out of the shower, and pull the shower curtain down on top of the bear, thus hopelessly entangling it.

Now, mustering every ounce of instinct I had left in my body, (but being out of guns, having thrown them all at the bear's head) I whacked the bear with the shower curtain rod, knocking it out.

We then peacefully strolled outside, took our keys out of Nathan's pocket, got into our 2005 silver Honda Odyssey and drove to safety.

This is not a "pregnant" dream. I have these kinds of dreams all the time. I just had to post this one for my father. :)

Sunday, August 22, 2010

My Grouchy Blog

I'm not in a particularly grouchy mood today, but while I'm slightly in the mood to laugh about these things, I wanted to record them. This way, when I am again well rested and non-hormonal (I realize that will probably be a couple of years) I can come back and further amuse myself with the audacity of some people.

It truly amazes me what people have said to me because I'm pregnant. If I was not pregnant, there is NO WAY people would say any of these things, but apparently being super-sized, exhausted, and hormonal means I can better accept criticism and advice. .....really??

So here are my top "favorite" things people have said to me over the past 8 1/2 months, and what I really wanted to say back to them:

- "Are you sure you're not having twins????" Yep, I'm sure. Two ultrasounds to prove it. But THANKS for making me feel super fat.

- "You look soooo tired!" Why thank you, I am exhausted! But you could just come out and tell me I look like crap. Don't beat around the bush :)

- "Are you surviving this heat??" Last time I checked, I've still got a pulse. Yes it's hot, but I do know how to turn the air conditioning on and stay out of the direct sunlight.

- Are you sooooo ready to be done with this??" Hmm...lemmie check. YES. However, my baby girl is NOT ready yet, and she takes priority right now. I prefer a well done baby as opposed to a medium rare baby. I think I'll manage another couple of weeks.

- (This may have been my favorite so far...) Today, a lady kept baiting me, asking me about all the difficult parts of my pregnancy, and getting me to tell her all about when I was sick and how I'm tired and can't get comfortable when I sleep and such, and then she looked at me and said (with extreme pride as if she was the only one in the world who ever felt this way) "well IIIII actually enjoyed ALL of MY pregnancies, and I wouldn't have traded any minute of them!" Really, thanks for that. You know what? I love the parts where I can feel my baby kick, and when we got to see her on the ultrasounds, and when I got to pick out her crib and baby clothes, and when we decided on her name, and when I felt her hiccups for the first time, and when Nathan got to feel her move the first time. But you know what? I can't say as I've enjoyed "blossoming" outward for the last nine months, puking my guts up for 3 months, having to swallow horse-pill sized vitamins every day, and now being so exhausted and not being able to get comfortable in any position...those parts, not so crazy about. But I'm SOOOOOOO glad you didn't puke your guts up or feel "icky" at any point in your pregnancy...that really makes me want to hug you right now.

- "You're having your baby at HOME????? YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!!!" Um....yep. We can.

- "Just wait til the baby is here..." This is said in many different forms and in response to many things. The other day, I was sharing a dog story with a friend, and she had the audacity to tell me that if I couldn't handle my dog, there was no way I was gonna be okay with a kid. i never said I couldn't handle my dog...we were swapping dog stories...didn't realize I was leaving myself open for criticism. Another one happened when somebody ASKED me if I was tired. I responded with "oh yeah, but just because I can't get comfortable...I've got plenty of time to rest, just can't seem to sleep!" So their immediate comeback was "well, just wait til the baby is here...you'll never rest again!" Thanks, wasn't aware of that. Another favorite is when I say how I enjoy hanging out with friends, or I'm having fun doing something...somebody always says, "well just wait til the baby is here; you won't be able to do those things anymore!" Riiiiiight, because everybody who's ever had a baby lost all of their friends and were never able to go to the movies again.

- Possibly the worst (said when a person's child is acting out) - "See what you have to look forward to????" No, I'm sorry that your kid is a pain and doesn't ever listen to you, but I plan to discipline my child. (I haven't actually said this out loud, obviously, but I've SOOOOOOO wanted to on more than one occasion!)

- "Make sure you get plenty of rest while you still can!" Thanks for the advice, because I didn't know I needed to sleep. Honestly though, is resting more now really gonna help me after a 12+ hour labor?? Pretty sure I'm gonna be tired after that no matter what happens. It's like people think that sleeping extra time now is similar to putting sleep in a freezer....that way, when I'm tired after the baby is here, I can just go pull out a bottle of "sleep", thaw it, and be good to go for another 24 hours!

- "Are you ready to have a baby?" Well, I don't think that's really the question to be asking NOW, but yeah, I actually AM ready to have a baby. I'm aware that there will be no sleep, that I will probably pull some hair out, that my relationship with my husband will change, and that I'll go a little crazy, but YES I am ready to be a mom and to meet this kid.

- "You are TOO young to have a baby!" Okay, well you're too old.

- "WOW your boobs are HUGE!" This one comes from a specific person (who does not read my blog, don't worry), and I'm really really really really really really sick of it. Yes, I'm aware that they have gotten bigger, but I'm also aware that yours aren't small. The worst occurrence of this happened when my in-laws were here. This particular person turned around DURING COMMUNION, and IN FRONT OF GLEN AND VICKI and made a gesture as if to say "they've grown even more!!" I'm pretty sure everybody sitting within ten pews saw her do it. I was mortified.

- "You won't make it through a natural birth. Nobody does." You're right, none of the millions of women who had babies before they invented the epidural were able to successfully deliver their baby. Thanks for the encouragement though :)

" "Do you have any stretch marks yet??" Hmm....I don't really see how that's any of your business, but no, my tummy is stretch mark free, thanks. "Well, it won't last. You'll get some, but it's okay. You're not a real woman until you have stretch marks." Awesome.

- A few more of my favorite things people say on a regular basis: "You HAVE to use this product", "you won't want to hold your kid all the time", "you'll be so ready to get out of the house after you have the baby", "you aren't gonna like that one...this is the one I used, you should get it because it's better", "enjoy every minute of this because you're only pregnant for so long (generally this occurs after they've spent half an hour telling me how horrible their pregnancy was)", "caffeine won't hurt your baby", and "oooooh, if you can't sleep, you should try _______ (drug item)".

Please do not read this blog the wrong way...I mean it in jest and fun. I feel I've been relatively genial during this pregnancy, and obviously don't respond with these phrases. But I also know that most of the people who read my blog have been pregnant at one time or another, so you can probably relate. Obviously everybody thinks their way is the best and only way and if I'm not doing it their way then I'm "crazy" or "haven't done my research". Yes, I've had my feelings hurt on more than one occasion from people saying insensitive things, but for the most part I try to laugh it off. If you're ever pregnant and I dare say something insensitive to you, I give you full permission to punch me in the face.

Oh, and the next time somebody asks me "how much longer" I have, I'm gonna respond "til what?" ...I just wanna see what happens :-D

Friday, August 20, 2010

Cardinals and Command Strips

Today's number is 25!! Unless, of course, you're my brother. Then you apparently think the above number says "8". Silly boy.

This weekend, I'm roughing it on my own. I've eaten pasta and ice cream, I'm watching Harry Potter, tomorrow I will participate in a live fantasy football draft, and then I'm headed off to the spa to get a prenatal massage, and a full spa mani/pedi...courtesy of my madre and grandmadre. Happy birthday to me :)

The reason I'm alone this weekend is because my dearest hubby was recruited to travel to St. Louis for a "small group" conference. Our minister invited us both to tag along this weekend, but seeing as how I'm not reeeeeeaaaaaally supposed to travel at this point, we decided it would be a better idea if he went without me...although I'm pretty sure the main reason he went was in hopes of catching a baseball game....too bad he's only going to the movies without me :/

I still don't like spending the night by myself...although I mind it less now that we have dogs. They may not be big enough to cause any damage, but they're certainly alert enough to let me know if something is wrong. So far, we're in the clear :)

Also on my list for tomorrow, I plan to make a trip to Hobby Lobby. I need two exciting things: command strips and velcro. Command strips so I can hang "Mayah" on the wall above the crib, and velcro so I can secure the crib bumper (apparently "one size fits all" really means "one size MIGHT fit your crib if you're lucky enough to have bought one of the pre-approved cribs").

That's all for now. Thanks for reading :)

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Super Freaks. We're Super Freaky.

Obviously I hate this picture, but today's blog is dedicated to my dear, sweet, baby brother (who also happens to be the most obnoxious Yankee fan out there).

Yes, the Yankees have won 27 World Series. It's ridiculous. I keep reminding my brother that it's only because they have a market that stretches across the world, so they have the revenue to buy their way into the playoffs every stinking year....but I digress.

The reason today's blog is dedicated to my brother is because I think he's psychic....either that, or he'd just make a really excellent bookie. (College job option #1.)

Before Nathan and I started dating, Kevin said we'd be together by the first week of January.

- We started dating on January 2nd.

After we were together, he said we'd be engaged within two months.

- Nathan proposed on February 23rd.

Kevin then stated we'd be married in August.

- Even with my original plans to hold off until December, the wedding got pushed up....to August.

Now for the really scary part: Kevin said we'd have a baby in about two years. We laughed it off, said "no way, you're crazy", and then obviously proved him right.

This time, however, he's gotten really brave and made a prediction on, not only the time frame, but the exact date as well.

Two years ago, when Nathan and I were getting married, Kevin said we would have a baby on August 29th, 2010.

That is only a mere two weeks earlier than my actual due date, and frankly, it freaks me out that he was that close in the first place.

As my mother put it, I hate to be superstitious, and it feels a little silly for banking on my BROTHER...but all indications point to an early baby. The baby has dropped, I'm measuring a little ahead of schedule, etc...

Everybody keeps telling me "all first babies come late! Don't get your hopes up!", and believe me I'm not getting my hopes up...I think I'm getting my "freak outs" up.

However, if she comes on the 29th, she'll share the illustrious day with:

My dearest beloved cousin Lindsay
Michael Jackson
Richard Attenborough
& Ingrid Bergman

So frankly, it seems like a pretty good day. I'd be okay with it....it's just that my brother's "abilities" are a little frightening.

I already think my mother is a little like Hiro Nakamura with her ability to tell time. She also too closely resembles Miss Cleo with her ability to read my mind. I'm now starting to think my brother is my own personal Zoltar. Of course we all know my dad as the "horse yeller", but I wonder what my undiscovered super-power is?? If we determined that now, I'd be the "super-eater"...I think I may hold off a few weeks before I try to uncover my ability.

If Kevin is correct, I plan to write a memoir: The Reynolds Family Heroes, We're Super Freaky.

As of right now, my mom's plans are to drive up here on the 28th. Perhaps Kevin is just making this prediction to mess with us???? Well done little man, mission accomplished.

So even though today is technically day 27, according to my brother, it's day 10. That's almost single digits. Kevin, I'm not sure whether to love you or hate you right now, but if you're right, I may start betting on the Yankees.

Friday, August 13, 2010

32, 24!!....Hike?

It may only be a little after midnight, but it's already been a great birthday!

Apparently I find pleasure in the small things.....

- I found a bag of dark chocolate kisses in the freezer.
- We actually remembered to watch Whose Line tonight.

I will very much miss chatting with my birthday buddy, Tony. Have fun partying with Jesus :-)

Other people I am privileged to share a birthday with: Alfred Hitchcock, Fidel Castro (I'm not sure if that's a privilege, but it's a fun fact, nonetheless), Scott Hamilton, Annie Oakley, Danny Bonaduce, Dan Fogelberg, Don Ho, and Bert Lahr, a.k.a. The Cowardly Lion -- Jessica, that one's for you!

Today's baby countdown number:

Significant things:

- The number of completed, numbered piano sonatas by Ludwig van Beethoven

- The jersey number for Shaquille O'Neal during his playing time with the Miami Heat, Phoenix Suns, and Orlando Magic.

- Josh Hamilton of the Texas Rangers wears the number 32.

- There are 32 NFL teams, and also 32 teams that always participate in the FIFA World Cup.

In the Year:

32 A.D.

- Although there is speculation about the accuracy of this, it is possible this is the year Jesus was crucified.


- Amelia Earhart flew from the USA to Derry, Northern Ireland in 14 hours 54 minutes.

- Brave New World, the novel by Aldous Huxley, was first published.

- Radio City Music Hall opened in New York City.

Now for the other number of today: 24!

This is one of my favorite songs anyway, but it seems appropriate today.

My birthday wish...

In 18 hours, I'll have the lovely company of my madre and my madre's madre, at which time we will be dining at the marvelous Buca Di Beppo! My fav....and because I'm so awesome, I got a coupon in the mail today for $10 off our meal! WOO HOO!!

Okay, thank you for indulging me. Now I'm going to get some sleep so I can finish making my house presentable tomorrow :) Goodnight all!

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Story Time

Today's Story:

Lying in bed his morning, my husband decided to tell Mayah a story...it went a little something like this:

Nathan: "Once upon a time there was a man named Jed. Jed was stupid. Jed's family was also stupid. Jed struck oil and made his family really rich, so they all moved out to Beverly Hills. They were still stupid. Now Jed is in politics; somewhere in Florida, I think..."

Kacey: "Honey, I believe you mean 'Jeb'."

Nathan: "Oh, right. Still stupid. Who names their kid 'Jeb' anyway???"

He Told Him!

One of our dear friends is currently in medical school and just does NOT understand our desire for a natural birth. In small group the other night, he was lecturing us on the benefits of labor inducing and pitocin. There's not much "explaining" a different view to this guy, because he doesn't really try to understand. I was getting a little frustrated with his lack of respect for our choices, and his forcefulness in his opinion that "oxytocin" and "pitocin" are exactly the same thing. My dear husband sensed this, looked at our friend and simply said "If pitocin were the same thing as oxytocin, they would have named it oxytocin."

It made everybody in the room giggle, and was the perfect opportunity for me to change the subject :-)

Organization Frustration

I'm already running out of room in the baby closet. It's full of clothes, diapers and everything else "baby". Mom is still bringing me a HUGE load of things that didn't fit in our car after the last baby shower, and I have another baby shower this Sunday! We are feeling extremely blessed by all of this, but any attempt at organization has put my sanity on the line.

My dear mother-in-law (I believe, having sensed my frustration at our lack of space) purchased a dresser that matches our crib, and is having it shipped to us :-) YAY for storage space!!!!! Thank you MIL!

It's that time of year again!

No, it's not Christmas...although that would be awesome. It's fantasy football time!! Yes, I am still my mother's child, I'm just being "well-rounded" like she always wanted me to be!

Rather than going and buying a "cheat book" this year, I have made my own exhaustive draft list, encompassing at least 20 choices for each category, their position, team, ranking and bye week; all in order of my preference.

All I want is ice cream

That's all. I just want ice cream. It's unfortunate.

These are the ramblings of my mind today. The countdown will resume soon. :-)

Sunday, August 08, 2010

My Favorite Number

Yes, as my little brother knows, 37 is the best number. Why? We're not sure. It just is.

It also just happens that this number falls on my 2nd anniversary. :-) Happy anniversary babydoll! Love you lots, and I've had a wonderful two years with you so far!!!

Reasons why the number 37 is great:

- Richard Nixon was the 37th President of the United States.

- Stephen Strausburg, current phenomenon pitcher for the Washington Nationals, wears the number 37 on his jersey.

- Ron Artest wore the number 37 while he played for the Los Angeles Lakers.

- 37 is the normal temperature of a human body in degrees Celsius.

- William Shakespeare is believed to have written 37 plays (when you count Henry IV as three parts).

In the Year:

37 A.D:

- It is believed that Saul of Tarsus "saw the light" in this year, and was henceforth known as Paul the Apostle.

- The Roman Emperor, Nero, was born in this year.


- Michigan became the 26th state admitted to the United States of America.

- Queen Victoria announced she was officially moving from St. James' Palace to Buckingham Palace.

- Wild Bill Hickok, Dwight L. Moody and Grover Cleveland were all born in this year.


- The Ohio River flooded, sinking the city of Paducah under the rising water. 27,000 residents were forced to relocate and it is still said to be the worst natural disaster to ever strike the city; even in light of the recent ice storm. In commemoration of the flood (and as protection from further such incidents), the city erected the flood wall, which has since been covered with murals, and is one of the city's most prominent tourist attractions.

- Howard Hughes set a new record by flying from Los Angeles to New York City in 7 hours, 28 minutes and 25 seconds.

- The first issue of the comic book Detective Comics was published in the United States. Twenty-seven issues later, Detective Comics introduced Batman. The comic went on to become the longest continually published comic magazine in American history; it is still published today.

- The first ever Krispy Kreme doughnut shop was opened.

- Abraham Lincoln's head was dedicated at Mount Rushmore.

- The first edition of J.R.R. Tolkien's The Hobbit was published by George Allen & Unwin, Ltd. in London.

- John Steinbeck's novel, Of Mice and Men, was first published.

- Warren Beatty, Merle Haggard, Billy D. Williams, Colin Powell, Jack Nicholson, Frankie Valli, Madeleine Albright, Bill Cosby, Morgan Freeeman, Jane Fonda, Anthony Hopkins, and (most importantly, because he's my favorite and because today, August 8th, is actually his birthday) Dustin Hoffman were all born in 1937.

In the Movies:

Walt Disney brought us his first full-length animated feature, Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Cary Grant told us The Awful Truth, while Frank Capra directed us through the Lost Horizon. Shirley Temple portrayed the little girl Heidi, Spencer Tracy retold us Rudyard Kipling's story, Captain's Courageous, Katharine Hepburn and Ginger Rogers burst through the Stage Door, and the Marx brothers took us to A Day at the Races.

I hope you've enjoyed this historical recounting as much as I have. I'm pretty sure I picked a great favorite number...especially considering the Nixon and Hoffman tidbits.

Don't make fun of me. Let me revel in my own nerdiness. Someday, maybe my daughter will appreciate these things as much as I do :)

....A mother can only dream.....

Friday, August 06, 2010

This too...

Why are there people in the world that leave when they still have so much life to live?

Why are there people who can't have children of their own, when I have one I didn't even ask for?

Why does innocence get punished while those who mean harm get overlooked?

We've done such a sufficient job of screwing this world up that it only makes sense for things to be unfair. Good job us.

But just because we've done it to ourselves doesn't make it any easier to deal with.

Life will never be fair, so I guess Tony is lucky that he doesn't have to worry about that anymore. Still, the world will be a little less fair without him in it.

People love you the most for the things you hate
And hate you for loving the things that you cannot keep straight
People judge you on a curve
And tell you you’re getting what you deserve
This too shall be made right

Children cannot learn when children cannot eat
Stack them like lumber when children cannot sleep
Children dream of wishing wells
Whose waters quench all the fires of Hell
This too shall be made right

The earth and the sky and the sea are all holding their breath
Wars and abuses have nature groaning with death
We say we’re just trying to stay alive
But it looks so much more like a way to die
This too shall be made right

There’s a time for peace and there is a time for war
A time to forgive and a time to settle the score
A time for babies to lose their lives
A time for hunger and genocide
This too shall be made right

I don’t know the suffering of people outside my front door
I join the oppressors of those who i choose to ignore
I’m trading comfort for human life
And that’s not just murder it’s suicide
This too shall be made right

- Derek Webb

Tony, take rest in God's fairness, take comfort in his peace, and know that you were a blessing to all.

Thursday, August 05, 2010

40 Days and 40 Nights

Appropriately, it rained today. Not just rain...serious thunderstorms. Clouds that turned the sky black and lighting that made it turn purplish-gray. It was excellent.

Yes, today is day 40.

Significant things:

- The letters of the word "forty" are in alphabetical order; this is the only number that has this linguistic property in the English language.

- Negative forty is the temperature at which the Fahrenheit and Celsius scales correspond; that is, −40°F = −40°C. It is referred to as either "minus forty" or "forty below".

- Ali Baba had forty thieves.

- Ronald Reagan was the 40th president of the United States.

In the year 1940:

- Cartoon character Elmer Fudd made his debut in the animated short Elmer's Candid Camera; also Bugs Bunny made his debut in the Oscar-nominated cartoon short, A Wild Hare.

- Axis powers Adolf Hitler and Benito Mussolini met at Brenner Pass in the Alps and formed an alliance against France and the U.K.

- Winston Churchill, in his first address as Prime Minister, told the House of Commons, "I have nothing to offer you but blood, toil, tears, and sweat."

- Nazi Germany began the Blitz Kreig on London (the first of 57 consecutive nights of strategic bombing).

- Again, many other things happened in this year....but mostly war related. Not much but more bombing, death and destruction...and I don't really feel like bogging down my baby blogging with all of that nonsense.

In the movies:

In 1940, Disney released two box office smashers, Pinocchio and Fantasia. Also in this year, Lawrence Olivier starred in Alfred Hitchcock's Rebecca, Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn and Jimmy Stewart told us The Philadelphia Story, Charlie Chaplin let the world laugh at Nazi Germany in The Great Dictator, and Henry Fonda took The Grapes of Wrath from paper to the big screen.

In other news:

This really is just a waiting game now. We're down to the wire...the time of "she could come any second and it would be okay, but it could still be another month and a half of waiting". I've gotten a large part of the baby laundry done, and the crib is all put together and ready to be slept in. We had another appointment with our midwife last night, and she said Mayah's head is pushing down even further and that everything is still "perfect". We also got to meet her assistant, who is nothing like I expected....really I don't know what I expected, but a young, red-headed girl was just not what I pictured. She's really sweet though, and seems like she'll definitely be a good asset to have around when the time comes!

Sunday is our 2 year anniversary, and the following weekend is my birthday :) Mom and Nana are coming up to visit me and do "girly birthday" stuff with me all weekend! They're also bringing the remainder of the items from our baby shower (the ones we couldn't fit into our car), so I'll have more laundry to do and Nathan will have more things to put together!! :) That Sunday we are having another baby shower with our church here in Indy....I'm very excited to hopefully get the last few things that we need and finish putting everything baby-related together.

Also, I got a raise! Super exciting, and extremely well-timed! It wasn't just a little "inflation" raise either...it was a "we love you and think you're doing an amazing job" kind of raise. Thank you God for taking care of us when we ask you to...and even when we forget to ask you. :)

As for now, I'm very much enjoying crossing each day off the calendar. Even if I don't blog every day, I still know that it's getting closer, and that is excellent news. As a celebration of my soon-to-be returning abilities to sleep on my stomach, drink caffeine, and breathe in second hand smoke, I used my portion of a gift card to order a new coffee thermos. It has the "Rays" logo on it, which makes me a pretty happy girl...especially since they are now ahead of the Yankees in the AL East. If you read this, just take a moment to remind my little brother that his team is losing. Sincere thanks :)

P.S. I really miss sleeping on my stomach.