I just witnessed a solid 10 minutes of unabashed squirrel porn. Two wily little critters were going at it, uh, squirrel-style in my front yard. And clinging to the tree trunk. And in the flower bed. Dude. They wrestled, groomed, banged, ate a nut, banged some more, etc. Hot.
I took my glucose test today, and was surprised that the sugar solution wasn't that bad. It tasted like a hybrid of orange Gatorade and flat Fanta. Nom nom nom. I don't know when I get the results, but I'll probably be in NYC already if they call tomorrow or Friday.
I'll be in NYC! We're leaving tomorrow afternoon and staying until Monday. I lived there for a while after college, and sort of vaguely remember my way around the city. Fortunately, the iPhone has subway apps so you don't have to drag your map around, which just serves as a de facto "mug me, I'm a tourist" sign. I am suspending my OB's instructions to me today to watch my weight gain, as we are planning to get breakfast at the Doughnut Plant and eat bona fide NY-style pizza. (Sorry, Chicago, but your deep-dish pie is just too much for me right now.)
This will be the last trip KB and I take together as two adults. [sigh] Life is a-changing.