• There is something about japanese and thai cuisine that makes me feel so much better after a meal.  I don’t know if it’s the lack of processed foods, or just the combination of spices and herbs, or what, but.. after sushi (and thai), I always feel cleaner.  I know it sounds stupid.
• Why is it that women, when offering their maternity clothes (which I APPRECIATE, fully!), feel the need to say, “I’ll find some of my bigger stuff for you”?  I’m not delusional.  I’m not going to request all of your XS stuff.
• This text message made me happy: “I love you.  Let’s take a walk tonight through Maple Hill Cemetary.”
• One of my managers (the new, FEMALE head honcho) brought me by a certificate of appreciation today.  Why?  Because she said I deserved it. (I hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary.)
• I, for real, could live on edamame. 
• I stopped by Daddy’s office (really, just to avoid my desk for a bit), and he had some people in there.  I said I had come by to get candy and was disappointed because he had none.  He said, “Just because you’re eating for two now..” and BEAMED as he said it.  He’s so happy to tell people.
• Has anyone tried the new Google Maps street view?  VERY big-brotherish.
• Did everyone check the link I put up yesterday for the new Sympathy site?  I fixed the link, in case you tried it and it was defunct. (It was for about the first few hours.)
• A bastard vending machine downstairs stole my dollar and DID NOT produce my Yoo-Hoo.  Heads will roll.
• LOVED So You Think You Can Dance last night, although their choices on a few dancers had me scratching my head.  My favorite part is that, after watching the show, Bryan and I think we’re friggin Fred and Ginger.

On that note, I will say: we have decided to take ballroom/swing lessons after the baby’s born to get in shape.  Anyone have any recommendations? (DANI?!)