Pretty

I haven't had a 'pretty day' in quite a long time.  Most of my days lately have been 'total waste of makeup days'.   A pretty day is one of those days that you just know, you KNOW that you look good.  Today was one of those days! And I am SO grateful to have one every once in a while now that every part of my body is expanding in an unrecognizable way.  I finally buckled and bought a pair of white, skinny maternity jeans and Oh my gosh...life changing for a preggers.  I am soo going shopping again soon.  I just didn't want to waste the money on clothes that are going to have such a short life span but honey, its worth it.  Sometimes all a girl needs is a new outfit and some lipgloss to turn the day around.  Oh and also, a slice of cake could never hurt!

What should we eat?

For those of you who know me, you know that I can run a million dollar store, that I can manage over 100 people and that I can even plan out someone elses life(sorry if I have done this to you) but that I cannot, for the life of me, decide where we should eat.  I have never been able to make the most basic decision on the planet, what to eat.  You would think that at my age I would have mastered this small little task but it has only gotten worse. 

The other night, Bobby and I were looking for baby bedding(don't get me started) before dinner.  He pulled the 'you are pregnant so you have to pick card' so I decided to man up.  I picked Chuys, I love their jalapeno ranch!  The wait is 30 minutes so we get a buzzer and run to another store.  Well, on the way back I smelled Chinese food.  Bobby swears he never smelled it but I know I did!  I am sure you know where this is going.  I decide that I no longer want Mexican but we should eat Chinese.  Bobby turns in the buzzer and we hop in our car to find some Chinese.  Well, then I suddenly realize that I NEED a snocone.  But the guilt in me knows that I should eat dinner first. Meanwhile, we have a 20 minute drive back towards home to eat Chinese.  This is obviously much too large of a window for me. About ten minutes in I have a sudden change of heart and want a bean burrito.  (Have I said that my husband is a patient man yet?)  And I am starving. 

Warning: Never be in a confined space with a hungry pregnant lady. 

That bean burrito better get to me fast!  My super husband to the rescue, quick on his feet, finds me a burrito and a snocone in ten minutes flat and still had a smile for me when I announced, I think I need some corn.