Ben and I are both finally done for the semester. Things are a lot calmer and happier at our house now. The past two weeks have been a nightmare and our house has been very grumpy and unpleasant.
Now that school is out I actually feel like a wife again instead of a roomate. It is a nice feeling. I started to cook again for my husband so he gets more than just macaroni. I've also been doing some deep cleaning (for the next semester) and putting more pictures up on the walls. I don't want to bring the baby home to a blank walled empty house. Ben and I are trying to fill it up so it feels more homely. My sister and I went shopping the other day and I bought a bunch a of childrens books so that we can be ready. Ben and I are going to turn the second bedroom into the babies room. I want to go get some posters and decorations, but we still don't know if it's a boy or girl yet so we have to wait a little longer. I want to get a lot of the house finished up during the break because I know once school starts again we are going to both be very busy.
It has been really nice to be done for the semester I have more time to do all the things I think about. I finished my last final on Monday and Ben finished his this morning. Since we are both done now we decided to go out to lunch for celebration. We went out to Winger's. When we went in and sat down my stomach wasn't feeling too right, but I decided once I'd eaten I would feel better because I was starving. We got some wings and lemonade and we each got our meal. It was so delicious. I couldn't finish my meal because I was so stuffed. After we finished we started walking out to the car and it was then that my stomach started sloshing around. I was like 'oh no, not now' so I sucked it up and sang my happy song on the way to Walmart. We had to stop and get gas and I finally told Ben that I thought I was going to lose it so Ben searched all over the trunk and found me a plastic bag. I was just fine until we got to the Walmart parking lot. I hate that parking lot especially now because there are so many people doing last minute shopping that the parking lot is stop go, stop go. I could not handle it. I threw everything up from Winger's and then some. The only thing my sympathetic husband could say was, "you just puked up a $30 lunch, I can't believe you". Isn't he something? I told him that he ate too so my half was about $15 and I only ate half of my meal so really I only threw up $7.50 and it made him feel a lot better. What a punk.
My dear husband has had few moments today where he really shouldn't speak. He should just put his shoe in his mouth and let that be the end of it. Like for instance this morning we were talking about hot tubs. Ben said, "I really want to get one someday, I wish we were single" I just looked at him and I could tell he was thinking of how he was going to smooth that over so before he said anything I said, "Well that can be arranged if you really want." Ben is funny when he has his moments because sometimes he says stuff that just comes out the wrong way and when you look at him he has this face that just screams "oh man, I hope nobody caught that" and then when you make eye contact with him and he knows you caught it, it suddenly changes to "how can I dig myself out, hurry think of something." He is funny sometimes.
