It's going to be a good day

I can feel it.
The sun is shining and we are off to the races. I get to dress up, and attempt to look good with thsi belly poking out the front, and have a day out with the adults. Mum and dad are coming over to look after Miss A for the day. What gems! I'm going to cook them dinner when I come home. It won't be a late one.

Tomorrow is not so good. We were going to have lunch with Yaz and her boys, but they were all exposed to a pretty bad case of Chicken Pox last week, so they don't want to risk being around me. Bugger. I'm beginning to get a complex. Everytime we try to organise something with them, they have to postpone. But better to be safe than sorry I guess.

On the baby front, I was at the Obstetrician yesterday, and everything's cruising. I'm such a boringly uneventful pregnancy. I hope it stays like that though - knock on wood - makes my life easier.

And an update from the incident in the carpark on Thursday...I never heard back. So I guess that the guy realised that he was busted when he walked in and matched the description that I gave. Maybe he thought that the cops were bluffing when they said that they had a witness. I mean, not many people put notes on cars these days it seems. F*** him. He deserves everything he gets.

So I'm off to shower now and get all pretty. Talk later.
K xx

Addition - forgot to add Happy Birthday to my dear SIL Nikki and to Jason, the wonderful DH to my dear friend Lisa. Love to you both! *mwah*