Freaking Out...and Stuff

1.  Yesterday, a cute couple from church invited us over for Father's Day dinner.  Their little boy is one of my very favorite kids in my three-year-old class.  We ate dinner...like sitting down at a real table.  With real, cloth napkins.  With the food on serving plates and stuff.  And we drank water out of wine glasses.  And then we had some chocolate cake (but we could only have some after, as their son reminded me, we ate all of our carrots).  I don't know when the last time was that I sat at a set table.  We eat from plates on our laps - and when we invite people over, I let them serve themselves straight from the pan on the stove...onto paper plates...and then they have to sit on the floor to eat.  It was such a nice change.

2.  The Primary Presidency contacted me this week wanting to know if I wanted them to get me a substitute for my class until after the baby is born.  I nearly kissed the computer screen when I read the email.  So yesterday, I went to church and just sat.  It's the first time in a year and a half where I've actually been to a class where I was expected to have my scriptures (which I totally didn't.  I was feeling pretty lucky to have just made it to church).  When I needed to throw up, I just walked to the bathroom and came back without worrying about how I was going to continue to take care of the kids.  And the very best part?  After church I didn't feel frazzled and sweaty.  It was luscious.

3.  Husband's Father's Day present?  An entire afternoon of me cracking the whip for him to get the downstairs closet cleaned out...and stuff thrown away.  He went above and beyond the call of duty, by also going through all of the stuff in the living room.  You should see our house (at least the downstairs) - it's the cleanest and most clutter-free that it's been since we moved in.  It's just beautiful.

4.  We had a "pizza party" with some friends on Saturday night.  It consisted of me making pizza dough and then four or five of us trying to figure out how to get a made-still-raw pizza onto the pizza stone in the oven.  It didn't really work.  The best part of the party was that everyone else brought the toppings and made their own pizzas - which I, of course, pilfered from.  I'm such a fun party planner!  Please come to my house and make your own food!  And then I'll eat it!

5.  My little MTC companion, whose baby was due three days before mine, had her baby on Sunday.  This caused me to freak out a little bit.  Ok, so a lot...like I didn't sleep last night because I'm so not ready for this baby to come - if she does come early, which I highly doubt, she won't even have a place to sleep.  We'll have to put her in a dresser drawer.  The funny thing is, this has in no way inspired me to action.  I just want someone to show up with everything I need and set it up.  I'm feeling overwhelmed and I haven't even done anything yet.

6.  And speaking of babies, Thanet had her first baby this past week!  A baby boy named Mitchell.  She had him at home....on purpose....without drugs.  She's a real woman.

7.  I got graham cracker paste slimmed by a little girl at church.  It made me dry-heave.  I wonder how I'm going to be a mother...

8.  On top of the five brand new kitties at work, there are now two more.  They're little, fluffy, brown and black stripped kitties that look like really skinny porcupines.