Well this week I feel like I'm back in my early teens:
a) I'm reading "Twilight" like all young, vamp-obsessed girls are, and
b) I am not allowed to drive.
Apparently one should not be on the road when one is 7 months pregnant and experiences random fainting spells (mostly almost fainting these days). I'm facing the holiday shopping season from my computer. I'm investigating Peapod services. And I'm getting carted around by my husband, my parents and my husband's parents. It's odd. Fortunately for them I don't have many places to be. Unfortunately for me, I don't have many places to be.
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