... swollen.

This is going to be short, sweet (or maybe not so much) and to the point:

1. Texas was AWESOME.

2. My ankles are now swollen.

3. Really swollen.

4. REALLY REALLY swollen.

5. I started my second job at Applebee's this week. Lovin it but I'm EXHAUSTED.

6. Can't hardly walk due to: swollen ankles (see 2-4), sore feet from standing and walking around at both jobs all day, sore legs (see sore feet) and from just being tired.

7. Worried I might stress the baby out - not wanting that to happen!

8. Dr.'s appointment monday - will bring up having 2 jobs.

9. Gotta plan baby shower.

10. Did I mention that my ankles are swollen?

11. And that Texas was AHHH-MAZINGGGGG :)

xoxo - Lindsay

... I don't have a title for this.

Well the good news had to stop at some point.. kinda..

Not that I have bad news really but I do have a bladder infection and that is no bueno :( I woke up this morning and got a little scared so I went to my doctor and thankfully it wasn't anything to worry about with little Brody. My doctor wants me to rest at home until Thursday so I'm stuck in bed till then. But on the bright side Brody is perfectly fine and healthy still and as long as my medication works and everything gets cleared up then I should be good to go to Texas still and everything will be just fine!

On a side note: I'm pretty good at this blogging thing. It's kinda like Facebook or Twitter - asking about what I'm doing - only I can write like paragraphs about what I'm doing or did or whatever I really want. I have a feeling the blogging isn't going to subside any time soon, especially while I'm on bed rest. I gotta have something to keep me busy right?

xoxo - Lindsay

... keep it coming.

The good news just keeps coming - today I got a phone call from my wonderful sister while she was at work telling me that they were hiring for a host and to come down to fill out an application.

Once I got there and started filling out the application I was soon greeted by the manager who sat down with me, talked to me about the job and.. hired me on the spot! No application needed :)

So I'll now be working at my local Applebee's as a hostess on the weekends and then of course still at Zupas in the mornings/afternoons. I can't believe it, I was just talking to someone about this today, about getting a second job. And how I wasn't sure I would try to find a second job because I'll most likely be moving to Texas in a couple months. But my sister talked to her manager and told him my situation and talked me up and there it is! Job #2 :) I'm super excited and it'll be kinda crazy perhaps but I think I can handle it. Wish me luck!

xoxo - Lindsay

... "I'm leavin.."

".. on a jet plane!" That's right, I'm leaving. On a jet plane. Next Sunday. Where to? Ohhhh just a little place I like to call.. Austin, TX :)

Ahhh finally!!! It's been 2 months since I've seen Brady and I don't think I've been this excited about anything since he left. I'll be gone the 13th to the 18th which isn't long enough. But it'll do for now.

Texas here I come!

xoxo - Lindsay

... funeral.

Okay not really. Here's the story:

I got my nose pierced for my birthday and I love(d) it! It was little and discreet but still noticeable and cute. It was like an official statement of me growing up and doing my own thing. Well.. that's a lie. I just always liked them and wanted one so why not for my birthday right? Right.

Unfortunately my job decided to now tell me that facial piercings are no longer allowed so I have to either take it out or be fired. And with a baby on the way I can't really afford to not have a job.. so I had to take it out :( let me just tell you that I was not happy. I took it out yesterday when they first told me about it, left it out for work and when I got home I discovered that it was partially closed up. So I basically had to repierce it myself. And today trying to take it out AGAIN I discovered that it had gotten infected (even though I cleaned it and all that stuff..) and so I couldn't take it out at work because it started BLEEDING. Yes bleeding. Soooo when I got home I decided it was time to say goodbye and struggled with taking it out - emotionally and physically. I'll just say that I almost had to get out the wire cutters to get it out but thank God I sucked it up, grew a pair and pulled it out.

So thanks for the wonderful 6 months nose ring, you'll be missed. RIP.

xoxo - Lindsay

... go ahead.

Judge me. But Texts From Last Night sometimes really makes me miss the days before I was prego.. here's a few of my recent favorites:

"(804): Having a race with the dryer. Seeing who can get drunk/dry clothes faster."

"(206): Woke up with 3 sports bras for underwear. Valiant effort drunk me."

"(859): I am a human short and spout. Here is my jager herr is my redbull. When I get real drink I shout out. Tip me over and pour yeager out."

"(+44): We left at the same time. You got home three hours after I did and said you got your head stuck in a fence. I can't believe you don't remember this."

Ohhh the memories.. it's okay though. I've got something way more important now than any of that :)

xoxo - Lindsay