Wednesday. My day off. No Austin. No work. No David. Do I write the Great American Novel? Do I clean the house? No. This is what I choose to do, but perhaps not in the same order as presented to you.....

Watch an old Lemonheads video on youtube.

Sing along to "This Charming Man".

Stand in the doorway of Austin's room, turning his lights on and off so I can see his new glow in the dark stars glow.

Look at my hair.

Eat a cannoli.

Yes, I concur, I am somehow, once again, a teenager. But with a nicer rack, thanks to pregnancy**.

**for clarification, the pregnancy I am referring to is the old one..you know the one that brought us Austin? Not some new pregnacy.