This woman is pregnant.
She is running in a race.
She won the race.
And while wearing a Wonder Woman sports bra and flowers in her hair.
Really, Alysia? Really? You manage to do that and still look completely fabulous, and I can't get it together enough to GO SIT IN A FREAKIN CHAIR. Girlfriend, you just gave me the kick in the heiney I needed to pull up my socks, quit my fretting, and get the heck on with it. This sitting around catastrophizing is just for the damn birds. So, I'm a kidney patient. So, I have to start dialysis. I'm fifty-one years old and have been through far worse and done it all with far less.
Thank you, dear friends, for cooing gently and stroking my fevered brow while patting my back and propping me up. I confess that the feeling if sinking into that particular warm blanket has been lovely, but...
I. Got. This.
Now let's get on with our Fabulous Fridays and see what trouble we can get into. Rumor has it that I am going to spend this Christmas holiday planning my stitchy rotation for next year. Visions of Miras and Red Velvet Cake are dancing in my head! Maybe a new journal or WIP tracker too. And threads! And LJP's! And lots and lots of laughs and love with all of you and my stitchy guild sisters!
Woo to the Hoo, people! Woo to the Hoo!