Friday morning

There’s nothing like passing the early morning hours by stuffing anything and everything into a place that will hold it.

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five pounds of potato salad

Last time I was pregnant I found myself sitting in the parking lot at Sam’s eating potato salad from a huge, monster of a tub with a tortilla chip.  It was exactly what I wanted, and I was happy.  This time was no different.  I remember thinking as I scooped: “Nicole, you know you’re pregnant when…”

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And like last time, about two and a half pounds of potato salad were eventually thrown out because the wonderful glow of the moment had passed, and it’s just not as good as that time in the parking lot, and really it gives me heartburn to be honest.

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So I’ve moved on to pickles.  You might remember Nick starting a blog entry with a random picture of claussen pickles recently – that was your first hint.  Pickles save better and I have until the 26th of September to polish off the 2.5 quarts in the fridge.

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All this talk of pickles made me need one.  Now I’m typing with one hand. 

We wanted to wait until we found out the gender to announce our new MP kid to the world.  I am currently 18 weeks along and to those of you who thought they saw a  little baby bump but didn’t say anything: I thank you.  You did the right thing.  And please, don’t tell me if you did think you saw a bump, I don’t want to know…unless I ask you.  Oh, but if you’re totally surprised, please do let me know.  That’s more fun.

So, without further dawdling, we’re expecting a baby girl this January.  woo hoo!

look alike

Everyone says the boys look like me. 

  

They might, but they’ve Nick’s charm.

the grill

and the answer is

the toaster.  Yes, it was accessible to them and is now no longer.  We realized that the toaster needed relocating when I melted a purple plastic spoon with my bagel.  We laughed, took the spoon out, threw it away and continued on our toasting adventures.  However the burning plastic smell never went away.  Nick finally made inquiries and found the doomed fake phone.  Annnnd, we moved the toaster.

Oh, and the ‘special’ hamburger was from Only Burger in Durham.  On Saturdays it parks at the Durham farmer’s market.  Check out their website.

Quiz Time!!!

start your engines

our 2 year contract with AT&T mobile ran out at the beginning of June. we've been pretty put off by our samsung phones for quite some time now, so we decided that it would be a good idea if we paid the ol' AT&T store a visit (i feel like AT&T should pay me for every time i say AT&T on our blog/AT&T store). while there, the nice service lady told our boys that she could give them something. she disappeared into the back room and came back with display versions of our samsung phones. this morning we found this:

the question we pose to you is, “What in the holly hox happened here???”
in my best car talk voice: please post your answers on a 3x5 note card inside of a Weber® Summit® E-620^TM grill with 838 sq. in. of cooking space and the Snap-Jet^TM individual burner ignition system for its 6 stainless steel burners. address the label to us and stick it on the porcelain-enameled shroud with polished handle and trim postmarked by yesterday.
actually, posting your guess in the comments will suffice.
we also found this yesterday: