Pregnant!

Pregnant!
Originally uploaded by KLLippoldt.

The silence is broken.

Though I've had a lot on my mind lately, and really felt I ought to be posting, I couldn't. We wanted to make sure the principal players in our lives were notified personally. Done.

Last Sunday, BJ and I discovered that we beat the curve and we're pregnant! Holy cow! I've mentioned on this site before that we would like to start a family this year. However, for decency's sake, I've been pretty mum on the required efforts. Safe to say that, thus far, they've paid off.

Of course, it's early. We're not out of the woods. But I'm so ecstatic (as is he!)--and so damn hungry--that I need to babble on about it. And something tells me (maybe it's them) that my friends are strangely curious about my day-to-day experiences. BJ even said, "I'm surprised you haven't started a baby journal yet!" Am I predictable?

But, have I mentioned that I'm hungry? Hungry. All. The. Time. It's ridiculous. BJ thinks it's psychological. If he felt this hunger, I think he'd disagree. It's not that, "Oh I'm sitting on the couch watching TV so I need something to munch" kind of eating. It's more "I'm going to eat your face if you mention food one more time" hunger. Seriously. Before I took the test, I was having lunch with gal pals Anne & Robyn. Anne was listing a variety of fruits and vegetables high in fiber. I was looking at her thinking "I want to eat your face, every word that comes out of your mouth" and at the same time feeling completely insane.

Otherwise, though, I feel great. Excited, a little shocked (it was only our second cycle!), very happy. Smiley all the time happy. It's kind of sickening. If I were more disposed to dysfunctional thinking (who me?), I'd wonder when the other shoe will drop. I think blind bliss and naive positivity are definitely the way to go here. :-)

Grief

Oh, the grief! I am in mourning. It took me roughly 10 hours to finish Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, but for the rest of Sunday I felt completely devastated. Ridiculous, isn't it? Of course, I was sobbing as I was reading the last 100 or so pages. But, later yesterday I still would get overcome. I was flipping channels on the TV and came across a "Making of The Prisoner of Azkaban" on some HBO channel--it made me cry! I am pathetic. I will say, though, that I am glad I refused to listen to rumors and theories.

In other Potter-related news, I spent Friday afternoon in the Nap enjoying their "Muggle Magic" festival. For those who haven't heard, Naperville decided to throw this big pre-release bash in the whole downtown. It seemed like all the merchants and restaurants were involved. It was really quite fun. People in costume, games, decorations, themed food (I had BBQ'd goblin for lunch) . . . they even had a land-based Quidditch match! I understand there was even more going on that evening and Saturday. Quite a good time was had by all.

Finally--Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers once again put on a fantastic show! We met up with the M-K's, P's, and T's at Tweeter Friday night and it was a blast. Black Crowes opened, and put on quite a long set--good, but we were anxious for the main event. Other than the weird MachoMan Randy Savage wanna-be peeing in a bottle and dumping it on our blanket (eeew!). "OOOHH YEAAAHH! PEEIN' IN A BOTTLE FEELS GOOOD! OOHH YEAAHH!" Something like that. I think it was the first time BJ and I went to concert there since college. How time does fly.

Speaking of flying time: I have now reached the point in my life where I am involved in our HOA. Yup. I will be attending a Social Committee meeting for the Home Owners' Association this evening. I feel like I'm reverting to my sorority days. But, I am kind of psyched to finally meet (and maybe befriend?) some other people in our neighborhood. We'll see how it goes.

Where's the party cove?

The Minnow?
Originally uploaded by KLLippoldt.

What an awesome weekend! BJ and I hauled ourselves down to Branson, MO once again to help celebrate my grandfather's 85th birthday. The whole family congregated for the Fourth weekend. The includes Rob's friend and roommate/tenant, Mark, who seemingly bought a boat just for the occasion. Seriously. Those two drove up to Benton Harbor, MI Friday morning to pick it up and then proceeded straight to Branson. Youth.

So, between the boat and my cousin and her husband bringing a SeaDoo we spent two solid days on the lake. It was fabulous. The weather was perfect, the company great . . .

What was quite comical is that Mark & Rob spent the whole time searching for some elusive party cove. Now, I'd never heard of a party cove on Table Rock, nor had my cousin or her friends. But, one of Dave & Rob's friends swore there was one. The chic at the marina apparently agreed. But, on Table Rock? Family central? Nevertheless, they searched. While they discovered rock jumping and the rope swing, I think the "party cove" was us. Shannon & I hated to rain on their parade, but we think they were at the wrong lake. We hope they had a good time anyway!