best pregnancy dress ever: Liz Lange, sweater: Thakoon for Target, scarf: Valentine present from Mom, bellybutton: size of Jupiter
i have been nesting. it's time to get this little house shiny and clean for the bebe! last night the kings had a very important game (which they won. which means they will be playing in June. HOCKEY. IN. JUNE. c'mon), but i was really in the mood for the tub to be scrubbed. and i can't do it myself, with the bending over and the brain-killing chemicals in comet. but i reallllly needed it to be done. last night. like i had an obsession with it getting done. JJ promised he'd do it after the game, but then they went into overtime. and all i could think about was the dirty tub. i had a completely one-track mind, and i could hear myself being annoying about reminding JJ of his promise. then the kings won and there was the after-show and the press conference and the celebratory phone calls to his dad and his friends. and i really wanted him to enjoy it. i really did. so i went to bed biting my tongue on the tub issue and fell asleep while JJ rode his stanley cup finals high.
this morning i was taking a shower and i noticed the sparkling white tub beneath my feet! my most favorite husband in the whole wide world had scrubbed the tub at 11:30 pm last night--just for me. isn't he the greatest?