Friday Fill-In Fun (with a dash of rant and thankfulness thrown in)

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1. Why does it always seem like my colleagues disappear when it's my lunch time, which means I either can't go or have to put it off?

2. Our perceptions of ourselves and those around us affect how we see the world.

3. Thank you for all the support you have shown me over the years, both for my blog and personally.

4. Christmas is my favorite holiday because I love the decorations, music, and courteousness that often abounds. Except for those few exceptions who think shoving and elbowing to get to the front of the line at the store are acceptable behaviors. And the extra impatient drivers who swoop in and steal the parking spot you've been waiting for. Oh, add to that the people who make so much fuss over saying Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays. Who cares?! The intention behind it is the same. Smile and say thank you.

5. I am feeling SO especially fat these days. I know it's par for the course when you're pregnant, but when your doctor tells you not to gain more than 10 pounds for the entire pregnancy, and you've already exceeded that . . . Well, it doesn't make a person feel at her best. At least not this person. And no, it's not all that comforting right now to know I'll lose a lot of weight once the baby is born and I'm breastfeeding.

6. The proverbial they say we can be whatever we make up our minds to be, and yet somehow I don't think I could be a walrus no matter how much I wanted to be. Maybe in my next life.

7. The weekend ahead is looking rather bland, but oh so heavenly from my standpoint. I have nothing significant planned. It's pretty much a free for all. I should enjoy it while I can, eh? Soon my time won't be my own. No matter, I am very much looking forward to those days too.

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I should call this section my personal corner. It's where I sometimes ramble about the mundane--about what is going on in my life--or not going on as the case may be.

I had my 24-week prenatal appointment this past week and was able to hear the baby's heartbeat again. Such a wonderful sound! The doctor gave me that nasty deliciously sweet concoction to take in about four weeks to make sure my body is doing what it should be with all that sugar I consume. I was so relieved when I saw how small the bottle was. Nothing can be as bad as drinking that gallon of salty dishwater solution I had to take for the colonoscopy. Anyhow, I am a little worried about how the test will turn out, given my penchant for sweets/carbs and the fact that I'm overweight.

This next Monday I am scheduled to meet with the specialist so we can get a good look at the baby's heart. I am looking forward to seeing the baby again. If only wombs had little windows we could peek into now and then without having to visit the doctor . . .

On the work front, it looks like my new schedule will begin the beginning of December. At first it was looking very likely I would have every Monday (along with the usual Saturdays and Sundays) off, but now I seem to be slated to have every Friday off instead. With the new assistant manager working Tuesday through Friday, and my manager in meetings all day Monday, she felt it would be better to have me there every Monday in case something came up. So, unless something happens between now and the next pay period, I can look forward to every weekend being a long one soon. It does make for a longer work day, but only by an hour. I wonder if I'll ever see my house in daylight again? Not this time of year, anyway.

I have just about resigned myself to the fact that our move will not happen before the baby comes. With my luck it will be right around the time the baby comes, in fact. The city cogs are turning ever so slowly . . . It does make preparing for the baby difficult. I haven't done anything really. I don't want to fix up the spare bedroom, not knowing if we'll be here or not--and for how long. So, I have been spending a lot of time researching and waiting, window shopping and waiting, and trying not to dwell on it too much. As someone who is a big planner, you can imagine it's been especially tough on me.

My next door neighbors haven't helped matters. I am even more ready to move than before. While cleaning the backyard, my husband discovered several different types of pills that had been tossed onto our side of the fence. A quick search online and we discovered they are psychotropic medications--for mental illnesses such as Schizophrenia and Bi-Polar Disorder. Riley is an indoor dog, but he does spend time in that backyard, and I immediately grew fearful and angry. What if he'd gotten into those pills? Not only could they make him sick, they could kill him. Neither my husband nor I think that anyone was trying to intentionally poison our dog, but it doesn't make the situation better. Unfortunately there is not much we can do. The police cannot do anything nor can we. So, we wait. And pray that moves come sooner than the baby. Please. Pretty please, with a hot fudge sundae, whipped cream, nuts and a cherry on top?

Next week many of you who are Americans will be gathering with your families and friends for a big feast. I will be joining the throngs of people at the movie theater and then heading over to the restaurant for my Thanksgiving dinner. I really appreciate that so many restaurants nowadays stay open for people like me on such big holidays--and don't think I forget the people who are working to make that happen! Big tips and extra kindness are about all I can offer, but we really do appreciate that these people have to take time away from their own families to serve us, the not so important (to them) people.

This season, I am also thankful to my wonderful husband who has been in my life for just over 19 years now (married for over 12 of those years). We've had such a rocky road this year, and yet he has been nothing but generous, supportive and loving. And although I haven't sent him out in bad weather or the middle of the night to get me a Dairy Queen blizzard (as if they'd be open!), I know he would go in a heartbeat if I asked.

I also want again to say how grateful I am to all of you. My blogging this year has been sporadic and my visits to other blogs even more so. I appreciate those who have stuck with me through the thick and thin of it. I cannot thank you enough for your friendship, advice, book recommendations, and support.

This next week will be quiet at Musings of a Bookish Kitty. I hope you all have a wonderful week. Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate!

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