Stick.

Our tree is up and (mostly) decorated. We picked out a gorgeous Balsam fir: it's full and lush. We have those dorky Christmas Story gigantor bulbs and it makes the tree look like something out of the fifties. Brian and I have special ornaments from some of the different places we've been and it's a lot of fun to reminisce about good times as we hang each ornament.

My gifts for the Flickr exchange are finished and ready to be mailed out tomorrow. I have to say that they turned out even better than I thought. Of course, I had very low expectations as I had never made anything like this before. Now I'm hooked and plan on making many, many more. I'll spill the beans after the packages are shipped, but I think I found myself a new thing to get worked up over.

Speaking of getting worked up, I've peed on two sticks over the past week. BFN each time. I KNOW. Why am I doing this to myself? Seriously, I don't know where this baby obsession is coming from. We've been trying for a while, but it's only lately that it's all I can think about. Brian is understanding, but I think he's bewildered by me right now.

But back to the peeing. I will try for really reals at the end of this week and that will tell me for sure. I jumped the gun with the last two test, but third time's the charm. I hope.

I rarely update this place and when I do, I'm all about getting knocked up. Boring.

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