Cat Naps

Rosie---This story is totally for you. Everybody else---probably won't be so funny. Just a warning if you are in a hurry:) Today Atty and I decided to take a little afternoon nap. I should have known better because Fran called me this morning and told me about a dream she had last night. I wont give all of the details, but to give you the gist--We were on a bus and I went into labor. I was totally overeacting and Fran was trying to calm me down (of course). Somehow I ended up crawling on my hands and knees and screaming and having Fran check to see if the head was starting to show. WHICH IT WAS--so who is overeacting now!!! Anyway we took an ambulance ride and went to the hospital and on and on. But to make a long and incredibly funny Fran story short, Fran woke up exhausted this morning after trying to deliver my baby all night. Well...back to my nap. Me and my nappin buddy were having a good ole snooze when of course then I have a horrible baby dream. Here goes...Ok so Rosie and David were down here visiting and they drove in David's old Honda--I know you don't still have it, but work with me here. They have come from Alaska to pick asparagus (I understand the irony here) to raise some money to go on a family vacation to Disneyland. Their car is full of asparagus boxes and so I am forced to sit on top of a box of asparagus. Rosie of course keeps telling me that I am the hugest pregnant person she has ever seen and she cannot even believe it is really me under all of the fat--truly polite commments which I love her for!! So I am grumpy, and getting grumpier by the second. She is driving like a crazy woman (as usual) and I am banging around in the backseat with all of the asparagus. I tell her that I am having some pains and she then decides to break the news to me that she is also pregnant. Of course she is tiny although she assures me that she is also due any day--which doesn't help my grumpy mood at all. Then we get to the scales to weigh the asparagus and of course they want me to help. She keeps yelling at me and telling me that if she can pick AND carry the asparagus boxes that I can help them unload them. I feel guilty because of course I wanna help the little kiddos get to Disneyland, so although I am huge and in labor, I help weigh in the asparagus. Somehow along the asparagus picking way... I had lost my shoes--I cannot exactly remember how, but the guy at the counter makes a comment about me being barefoot and pregnant and picking asparagus. Then he says something rude about me being David's wife and that it was probably my 5th or 6th little Mexican baby (no offense). I blew up on him and started throwing asparagus and of course Rosie is just there laughing like a crazy woman. I woke up before the baby came, but let me tell you I was so EXHAUSTED that I felt like I had just beaten up an old man with some asparagus. I hope this baby comes soon because I think I might actually be going crazy. We go to the doctor tomorrow afternoon--if it is good news, there will probably be no post. If it is bad news...you probably wont wanna read what I have to say!!

By the way...Isn't Aticus the cutest kitty ever. I mean really--how sweet is she??