This week has been fucked and I really don't wanna relive it by writing a long ass post about it. So I'm not going to. I am gonna leave work and go home and take a bath while I can. I am going to give myself a pedicure and drink a glass of sparkling (grape juice, that is) and I am going to try and forget that I weigh 165 lbs, 11.8 stones to you British folk, and that I still have 2 more god awful months to go before my baby girl pops out. It's hot and I am bitchy. God bless the chef for not leaving me.