Week 8

Well, Week 8 has come and gone, and not much new. I’m still amazed at how finicky Colleen’s tastes have become. Foods she once loved have turned into arch-enemies, just waiting in the shadows to pop out and make her nauseous. Of course, this is affected my diet as well, cause if she ain’t happy, I ain’t happy.

Also, I’m amazed at how excited people get when you are expecting. We have received many cards from friends and family, of which we are grateful. Also, I can tell complete strangers, and most of the time, receive sincere congrats.

Finally, Mothers Day was yesterday. We spent the weekend up in Gatlinburg celebrating my brother’s college graduation (finally). Colleen got her first taste of being a mom, with a few cards and Mothers Day gifts. All told, it was a great weekend. I even extended my domination of Colleen in sports-type things with three straight 8-ball victories and a putt-putt triumph.

Oh yeah, and who knew a diamond commercial could make a grown woman weep? Those DeBeers guys know how to advertise.