I'm a baby.

I just finished cleaning the apartment and then I decided to open the window in our room because it's nice out and i discovered condensation all over the window/window sill and...MOLD!!!!!! I immediately freaked out, ran and got my rubber gloves and got to work. 25 paper towels later, it looks kinda better. EW, apartment living.

Jon and I are currently saving to buy a house. Our plan is to have our heeeeefffttty down payment by Octoberish and then we will buy a house at the end of the year/first of 2012! Isnt that so exciting? We are kinda like real grown ups. But with little King on the way, living in a one bedroom apartment just is NOT gonna cut it. He's not even here yet and theres no room for him. (ps, i just tried loading the ultrasound video on here but I dont get how...so just imagine a button nosed boy flipping and turning around)

Last night was funny. For many reasons. Ally and I talked for awhile. I facebook stalked people while we were on the phone then we started fb stalking ourselves. I decided my "body" prime was back in 2008 and then Ally decided the same thing. If you are friends with Ally on FB, go to her albums, go to PROM and look at picture number 2. She looks like a pagent winner. It's HILARIOUS. She also thought she was fat back then. WHAT THE?! But on a happy note, Ally has lost ten pounds! Isnt that awesome? I wont talk about my weight. I'm prego, it's a moot point.

Anyway, after Ally's and I's convo I needed to eat. Jon was working at the Jazz game, so I got in the car and drove erractically around looking for a Thai food place. FOUND ONE! Got some curry, came home and woofed it down. I am currently eating the leftovers for lunch. My pregnancy book says the baby will have a taste for the things that I eat from here on out. SO this is what Kingston will like: pop-tarts, thai food, soup, and popsicles. That's usually what I eat. Except lately I've been way into icecream. ICECREAM!! yuummm. I want an ice cream sandwich.

Last night Kingston was moving around a lot. It kinda freaked me out because it was random and he would just kick and it scared me then I would start laughing. Then Jon got home and I had a legit meltdown telling him about one of my students who cried golf ball sized tears yesterday when his mom didn't make it in time for our "Publishing Party" (the kids wrote stories and we invited the parents to come watch them read them). He clung on to me asking me why she didnt come. It was so sad. So I was bawling and then laughing at myself. Teaching is making me even more of a baby.

Well I should probably go watch some Grey's Anatomy while Jon's still working. Love you!