I Really Am Alive

I know you wondering if I had passed on with Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, and Billy Mays. But, I am in fact still alive and kicking. Well, kicking might be a stretch. I have some kind of head congestion/consumption, and needless to say I am not happy about it.

Not much new to report. Baby girl is still growing, and I am definitely feeling her move again. I was concentrating my efforts in the wrong places because Clayton was always so big, and he was always low. Johanna on the other hand is smaller, and super high. Like above my navel(I love that word). Anyway, now that I know where she is, I'm feeling her moving.

In other big news. Chad is out of town this week. Where did he scoot off to? He's on a wagon train near Robbinsville, NC. I don't exactly know what a wagon train consists of, or even where Robbinsville is. In fact I had never heard of Robbinsville until Chad said he was going there. I do know that I want no part of riding horses, or wagons, in the summer heat. But, he's excited. That's all that matters. It's just Clayton and me this week. What ever will we get in to? IN all honesty, probably bath time at 8pm, and bed by 9pm, for both of us. We like to live adventurously. That's all I've got for today. I'll keep you posted on our adventures as the week unfolds.