Queen of Rambles

I’ve been obsessing over strollers all day long. I want a Peg Perego. I NEED a Peg Perego. Several of the moms in the group have one and they are simply superior to the Graco and Evenflos of the world. The price is rather insane. Worth it is you use it a lot, but still a major hit to the wallet, especially if you’ve already bought a perfectly good stroller (if you dismiss the fact that it really just functions as a bag carrier since the kid freaks out after awhile). I finally found one on sale for $199 and was trying to work out a good way to convince Mike that we needed to get it. I was planning on gathering up all the baby crap we don’t use and trying to either sell it on Craigslist or take it down to the local consignment shop.

Then!

Then!

I checked craigslist again and found the same stroller for $95/slightly used and in this town, not in some far away Virginia location. I called immediately, shaking and out of breath. It was the consignment store! And the stroller is still available if I can pick it up today before 6.

That was a big problem since Mike has the car, but I just called him and he’s going to be able to pick it up for me. Whooo-hoooo! He didn’t even argue the need for the new stroller. This one has a reversible handle which means Erik can look at us while we are walking. I am beseeching every holy being out there that this will work and make him a sweet little stroller baby.

And to top it all off, I’m not pregnant! Whooo-hooo! Party tonight!

I had major PMS and then I never got my period or my period pimples. It’s at least four days late. I was freaking right on out of here because that is the LAST thing I need in my life right now. Mike thought I was being ridiculous since it would have taken an act of God to get me pregnant these days, but still you never know, right? I didn’t feel pregnant, but every pregnancy is different. I was mighty fearful because I was giving my sister such a hard time about her two 12 month apart babies. I should NEVER make fun of people for things I don’t want. When I made fun of my mom’s head bumps I started growing them (btw, I get my big horn taken off on Monday! I will be a lovely sight to behold!).

Oh dear. MisterE just popped right up on the couch. I knew he was going to start pulling up soon, but not this soon. Yikes!

And the cherry on the cake is that I thought I wouldn’t be able to attend any mom events this week since Mike has the car, but when I told them my plight they arranged a special playgroup at the park across the street from me so I’m not left out. Wow! I have friends! Who’d have thunk it?

I do believe I’m giddy.

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