I'm going to do my best and not go off about how frustrated and worried I am. I did some math last night and figured how much it's going to cost for Miguel to take a week off and drive all the way down here, and it's not good. This is going to cost us over $1200 by the time you figure in the lost hours at work. It's not that I don't want to see him, but I have to be realistic. I'm the one who pays the bills every month, and I know we can't afford it. But he's already left and there's nothing I can do about it, so there's no point worrying. I just wish he could have waited two weeks for me to come up there. I am excited to see him, but unfortunately it's overshadowed by the fact that now I'm not going to be able to pay our bills. I'm not one to worry about much of anything, but money is one big exception to that rule. But I said I'm not going to go off on it, so I'll stop right now.

I took a couple of pictures of Chloe a few minutes ago. Check out that hair. What a mess. I should probably cut it or something, but I don't know what I'm doing. She just got a hold of my phone, so I took it away and gave her a calculator to take its place. She held on to it for about a second and then put it in my lap. Apparently she's not interested. Oh, and I got a request to post a picture of my pregnant belly. I didn't think I had much of a pregnant belly. I took a few pictures this morning, and apparently I look a lot more pregnant than I thought. But the pictures were horrible, so I'm going to wait til Miguel gets here so he can take the pictures for me. I will post one, but it'll be a few days. And I FINALLY had a dream about this baby. In my dream, I was getting my sonogram, and it was a boy. We'll find out in one week whether or not there's any truth to that.

I think I know why stay at home moms have the stereotype of always baking cookies and cakes. It gets boring staying at home all day. Today I whipped up a batch of double chocolate chunk cookies. I never bake, but when Chloe takes her nap, baking just seems like a logical thing to do. Those cupcakes from the other day were fantastic. If you didn't see them, take a look at my entry aptly labeled "cupcakes." Maybe I'll make a batch when Miguel and mom are here so they can try them out. I'll need to get a sifter first though. The recipe called for sifted powdered sugar for the frosting. I don't have a sifter, but I have a cheese grater that fits onto a tupperware container. So I taped off the big cheese holes and filled up the tupperware with powdered sugar and shook the whole thing so that powdered sugar fell through the small cheese holes. It worked. But it took a really, really long time and was a lot of work. I won't be doing that again. I was all sweaty by the time it was over. And my kitchen had a fine layer of sifted powdered sugar covering everything. It's still covering my toaster.

Obviously I don't have anything exciting to report seeing as how I just wrote a paragraph about cupcakes and powdered sugar. My aunt sent me a beautiful picture of a waterfall in Idaho. I'll post it. It really makes me miss Idaho and makes me think I should try to get a job with the Forest Service in Central Idaho when I graduate. But then I remember Idaho winters and it's not quite so glamorous. Basically I think I'll take any decent paying job I can get. I'm going to post my pictures now and sign off.