On Friday afternoon one of the people that came in was an 85 year old woman named Betty.  She comes in early in the afternoon and drinks at the bar until late in the evening and then eats dinner.  Her husband died 2 years ago and every time she comes in she'll just sit and talk to you.  Seriously, she barely even takes a breath in between topics.  Well, I sat down and ate lunch while talking to her and while sitting there, she turned to me and said...What do you think about homosexuality?  (without taking a breath, she continued)  And what about abortion?  You know, I think homosexuality is wrong.  (she then continued on with...)  When I was 24 I had sex for the first time and I got pregnant.  I didn't tell my parents because it would have shamed them and disgraced my family.  I'm ashamed to say I had an abortion.  No one ever knew.  My parents didn't know.  I didn't tell my husband.  I've never told anyone before.  I'm not sure why I told you now.  I've always felt horrible that I took a little human life.  Girls just flippantly say they're going to get an abortion, but they don't know about the haunting feeling that you took a life.  They don't know that you'll always miss that little baby. 
Of course, without letting me get a word in edgewise, other than to nod and try to smile understandably-she changed the topic. 
I found out Tuesday night that she died.  Natural causes, it looked to be in her sleep.  But now I wonder, was I supposed to share Christ with her?  I missed my chance.  I figured I'd see her again.  I'd have plenty of more chances.  I wish I would have spoken up.  But I didn't, and I messed up, and now it's too late.

Grams and I finished the 5 hour long Pride and Prejudice on Tuesday night...she's been wanting to see it and we've been watching different movies or playing scrabble on Tuesday nights- fun times

Feeling sick and tired all day doesn't leave me desiring to do a whole lot after I get home from work!  Working at Lobster House while pregnant has proved to be a bit of a challenge cause all it takes is for me to get a whiff of something I (suddenly) don't like and my stomach tosses and turns!  I randomly don't prefer ground beef or spaghetti sauce, can't stand Italian dressing, but love apples, bananas, grapes, yogurt & canned pears.  Interesting! 
I still haven't decided about a doctor yet, but def need to do that soon.  I've had good recommendations about both Dr. Lyons and Dr. Bero-I have no idea which way to go.  Ideas?

I have gifts that need to be sent out to Texas for my nephews...Obviously I've been lacking the motivation to go to the Post Office too!  Sorry Riley and Aidan!

Right now I'm sipping hot tea while listening to the new Michael Buble' album.  Ahh....nice.  I don't have to work today, which is lovely...so I'm just chillin' till Jarrod gets home.  The house is clean and (mostly) in order.  Unfortunately I have a room that holds all our "clutter" and things that can't go anywhere else yet.  The joy of a small apartment

On crisp fall evenings:
I love lighting candles (spiced cider, pumpkin spice and vanilla bean).
I love curling up with something warm to drink.
I love how cozy our apartment seems.

I miss:
The fireplace at my parents.
Waking up that first morning it snows with my brothers excited it...somehow that makes it more exciting to drive through it .
Waking up at odd hours at my parents, walk out of my room and find Dad sitting there, cup of coffee or tea, reading his bible, praying and journaling.  I'd always fall back to sleep feeling protected in a way.  (not to say I don't feel that way now :)  )

I love:
New books.  The smell, feel and best of all, reading them!
Warm sweaters
Newborn babies.  The way they feel when you hold them, the smell of a newborn, and their little hands and feet
My new macbook pro
My family
My husband(no these are not in order!)