Oh Baby.

It's not really a matter of what's going on in my life. It's more a matter of what's not going on.

Tim and I had two loaded weekends in a row. Tim's Grandma and Papa came in two weeks ago and we "golfed" on Potomac Island. Anyway, they golfed and I drove the cart--since a golfer I will never be. It was a great sunny, breezy day and such a nice visit, especially since Tim and I have been sort of secluded for so long. We both miss being able to just go to Plano for the weekend. Family should never be so far away.

Last weekend Tim and I went to Assateague Island with a group from GW. If you read "Misty of Chincoteague" 8 times as a pre-teen, that sentence alone probably made you a little goose-bumpy. If you didn't well, the simple story is that we went camping on the beach which is amazing and wonderful enough, but the best part is I GOT TO SEE THE STARS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN TWO MONTHS. It was grand. There were also horseshoe crabs, dolphins, wild ponies, white sand, s'mores, sea shells, hikes and riding in a car--beat that if you can.

Next week, Versha, Rhagen and Courtney are coming to stay in our tiny apartment and nerd it up at the newspaper conference. Drooooooool. I anticipate a great deal of insanity. I also anticipate Tim hiding at the Library in order to avoid said insanity.

Two weeks later we're going to San Francisco to visit my crazy friends from France. I haven't seen these people in over two years and I'm psyched to see them again.

For Thanksgiving, my Dad and Grandma are coming out to spend the holiday in DC. It will be interesting to see how well we pack ourselves into this tiny apartment for a week. Even though I wish I could go home for the holiday (for every holiday) I'm thrilled that they'll get to see our apartment.

Then, as if it could get any better, Jared will probably come out the following weekend. Honestly, that says it all right there.

If that wasn't enough though, today my wonderful, beloved best friend called to tell me that she's pregnant. I could not be happier for her--she seems so ready and so well. It's a great thing. It's a weird feeling when people starting getting married. It's even weirder when they start having babies (and it's a good and anticipated thing). For my part, I knew it. I just knew it before she even said the words. Also, it's a girl. And she'll be born on my birthday and out-cute me for life. Anyway, that's just my gut feeling, what do I know about babies?

What a day.