Remember when you were a kid and didn't want to go to school? I feel that way about work today. I don't wanna go. It's more than likely because I let the parish administrator go yesterday and don't feel like hearing about it. Apparently, accepting mediocrity/incompetence from other employees is what some people want.

In the meantime, I have a preliminary appointment with a pediatrician this morning. Whoo.

In more southern news, the Mr. and I went to the county fair last week. He grew up going to them. I couldn't go because of ballet during the week and because my mom refused to go on the weekends because she didn't want to see her students.

Of note at this fair:

• If you ever want to win a prize for something you've made, enter something to your county fair. A vast majority of the crafts I saw had a prize, with one major exception being this extremely sad little store bought hand towel whose only claim to craftiness was that someone stitched a rather small red Christmas stocking onto it.
• Surprisingly entertaining--> duck racing. How's that for a mental image?
  

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It's possible that I'm up since 3 a.m. because we have the ultrasound at 8:45 a.m., and I'm nervous/excited/hungry. In other pregnant news, I apparently have a first trimester symptom-- food tasting really weird. Work now knows. They seem to be excited. I don't know that I can handle all the excitement.

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Book #41: Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime. Written from the perspective of a 15yo boy with autism. It's pretty good.
Book #42: Moby Dick. I listened to this book for hours on end (as in, more than 24 hours total) in the car. I didn't like it. I think it may not lend itself to the audiobook format. Alternatively, I just didn't like it.