Well, no new stitching today. I have stitched, but not enough to merit a WIP. I wouldn't want to waste precious internet space with my not very far TUSAL.
So on the first was payday! I actually had the discipline to walk right by Hobby Lobby without stopping to spend any money! Yay me!
We made a day of going to the mall and while we were walking around I saw a nail salon and asked my husband if I could get my nails and toes done. I haven't done it in over a year and I figured I won't be able to do it again for about the same amount of time because I don't know how much longer this little one is going to stick around before making her grand entrance into the world. I sat down to get my fingernails done and I could see my son and husband walking around the mall. My nails were done and they moved me to a pedicure chair with the back massager. I was about halfway through my pedicure when I noticed my husband walk into Kay Jewelers.
I kind of watched to see if he came out, but he didn't. My pedicure lasted about 40 more minutes after I saw him walk in and I hadn't been paying attention for THAT long, so I didn't know if he was still in there or not. I paid and tipped the manicurist and pedicurist and then I walked on over to the jewelry store. There he was, sitting down at the engagement ring section talking with a manager.
Now, my wedding set is beautiful. I love my wedding set. The problem is, I'm allergic to gold (actually it's the nickel in the gold). My wedding set is white gold. So I can wear it for a few days, but then I have to take it off for about a month because it burns a ring on my finger. It's very painful and sometimes, depending on how bad it is, very embarrassing. My wedding set is one of these ones (looks almost exactly like it):
It's got a plain wedding band with it that's about the same width.
Anyway, my husband tells me, "Go away," hands me a credit card and tells me to go somewhere else. So I went and got my hair trimmed and layered. That took about 15 minutes, which I figured was enough time to wander back to the jewelry store. My husband is still sitting there talking to the lady at Kay. He pulls a chair out at the counter and says that I need to talk to her. So the woman hands me two princess cut solitaires and says, "Which one do you prefer, your husband doesn't know." Oh, my.
So I look at both of them and I picked the one that I liked and she shows it to my husband and then tells him a bunch of stuff about payments, runs his credit, etc. Now I have a beautiful platinum, 1 carat, princess cut solitaire engagement ring that will be here by the end of the month. I wasn't...I wasn't expecting it. I always rag on my husband, but he knows I love him. I was so blown away by it, I can't believe it.
Anyway, on to the title. My little one has made it almost impossible for me to sleep because of how much pressure she puts on my hips. I know it's early (I've about 5 weeks to go) but I am so ready to be done with this pregnancy. I want to sleep on my belly again. I want to crack my back. I want CAFFEINE. I want real sugar and not Splenda. Lots of pressure on my body from this little one. I suppose I have no right to complain, I've had a very easy, low risk pregnancy. I'm excited to get back into my weight loss regimen. Pair that with breastfeeding and the weight should come right off lol
Alright, I guess I'm going to go stitch for a bit before I have to cook dinner (after I let my pacing dogs out first). Happy stitching, everyone.