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Life Lesson

Gil and I are doing great. Lots of movement, belly is growing, weight is heading upwards... Oh, and I've even been sleeping better at night finally. Which I also realize will soon be ending again with the 3rd trimester closing in and then a newborn entering our lives. :) So, I'm savoring it while I can. The reflux has gotten lots better and my heart is even obeying by staying a good rate most of the time.

I am mostly posting today to let you all in on a little lesson I learned tonight. DO NOT DROP NAIL POLISH IN YOUR BATHROOM!!! It will shatter into a million pieces, splattering hot pink (the only color worth wearing) polish ALL over the walls, door, and tile floor. Not to mention your legs and feet (somehow missing my toenails...)

After Aaron and I scrubbed the mess up, it looks decent in there. If we just repaint one wall, re-grout the tile, and eliminate that door. And dang-it, I loved that color. Aaron offered to replace it but says I have to use it in Wal-mart's parking lot and not bring it home.

So, please keep a good grasp on nail polish bottles while indoors. That crap is dangerous. Don't say you haven't been warned...

Comments

  1. TraceyApril 25, 2010 at 9:49 AM

    Hahahaha!!!! I love it! What a nightmare...
    Weirdly, I spilled my dark red nail polish all my bathroom floor last night, that was a first for me. Perhaps our babies are making us a little clumsy?
    Sounds like you're feeling great, yay!!
    Have a good week =)

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  2. Andrea ArbuckleApril 25, 2010 at 3:30 PM

    Pregnancy induced clumsiness!!! It really sucks when you're 7-8 mo along & have to bend down to pick up everything you drop!

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  3. finchApril 25, 2010 at 5:40 PM

    Hey, at least you can still reach your toenails!

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  4. EmilyApril 26, 2010 at 8:07 AM

    Haha...it's not funny...but the mental image your story gave me is!

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  5. PriscillaApril 26, 2010 at 10:16 AM

    OMG...what a nightmare!!!! :)

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