The Hater will be out of town, but that won't rain on my parade. I've worked so much OT this week that I'm leaving shortly after lunch. I think I'll go to the mall and do my walk there; you know, mix up the scenery. Maybe I'll find some sweetheart deals.
And maternity support hose. My legs have been aching this week.
I'll have to stop somewhere and get some of the shampoo that we like (and my conditioner). We've been scraping the bottom of the bottle for about a week.
I'm a little over halfway through reading S. King's "Dreamcatcher". If I feel especially froggy I may try to finish the last 400+ pages before The Hater gets back. That is, if it doesn't delve too far into my very important schedule of sleeping as many hours as I can.
Meanwhile, last night I pulled out some genealogy info to look at names. We have some real winners up our family tree. If it's a boy, we're thinking "LaFayette Fuqua", except we want to pronounce it not like the famous guy, but the place in TN, where the "fay" part has the accent. The girl names weren't nearly as fun to mix and match - we're going to have to dig much deeper to come up with something that will make all of the grandparents wince.