pregnancy brain.

so the other day, i had a mad craving for green olives.
i had to go to the store anyways (wink) so i bought the biggest jar i could find.
when i got home & tried to carry the bags in, i dropped the olives.
only the olives.
on the concrete.
all over the garage.
buhbye green olives.
[i did manage to get all the ones that didn't look like they had glass all though them & chucked 'em in the grocery bag. a pregnant girl needs her green olives, mmkay? and don't get me started on my new favorite, russian dill pickles. just cleared the rest of the jar as i type. mmmmboy!]

a little 11wk belly teaser. mostly bloat, but hey :)

my garage clicker is broken (has been for months. hello, tim? you reading this?)
anyhoo, i pull up to the garage all by my lonesome, get out of the car, and walk over to my keypad on the side of the garage. as i'm keying away, i notice my car is gently (tim, you reading this? i promise it was nothin! BAH!) hitting the garage door over & over. so this ding dong hasta think it through before it clicks! ohhh yeah! you can't run in front of the car, you hafta run behind it, shtoooopid. anyhoo, i had a good laugh at that one. brakes, molly. brakes.

um, let's keep going. this is fun.

a couple days ago, we were on our way to somewhere, & i brought an order along to mail out on our way.
welp, got to lunch & realized the package was nowhere to be found.
searched the car twice. gone.
ruh roh. i left it on top of the car! it had to be on my street still, right?
so i send my dear mom over looking for this stupid lovely package.
and, i'll-be-darn. there it is, in the middle of the dang street. untouched.
my lucky day :)

and don't get me started on my 3 year old attention span.
try and hold a conversation with me.
go ahead.
& in 3...2...1, i'm gone.
squirrel!

in other news, i found this lovely mermaid quietly napping in the cupboard above my toilet this morning. just minding her business, all snuggled up with a trash bag pillow & a toilet paper blanket. it's a tough life for a barbie.

living with this clumsy & 2 four year olds is a kick in the pants these days.
tim is one lucky guy, i tell ya :)

anyone else turn stupid clumsy when they're pregnant? please tell me i'm not alone. i know i'm turning 30 in 2 months, but i can't go out like this. i'm too young to die! hah!