I had my first root canal on Monday. Whee! It wasn’t too bad, except for the drilling, all the stuff they clamp on your mouth, and the gagging. And the fact that I have to go back for the filling, and then again for the crown. Blah. Getting my teeth checked was on my list of things to do before I got pregnant, but nobody told me I’d only have a few weeks! Did I miss the memo? Anyway, at least it’s underway. No nuts or chips for me for a little while.
Tiny Miss Quimby spent yesterday using my bladder as a trampoline. She apparently wanted to give me a preview of the ENTIRE THIRD TRIMESTER. Fun to feel her moving, not so much fun having to pee every five minutes or so. She mightily protests waistbands of any kind, so I’ve been wearing a pair of jeans that really won’t fit me untilĀ a couple months from now.
I think about half the female population of Austin is pregnant right now. I know a bunch of other pregnant ladies, and they know a bunch – most of my dentist’s office is pregnant (or recently gave birth). They told me not to drink the water – but it’s too late. I call them recession babies. We all stayed at home a lot this last year and availed ourselves of free entertainment. By which I mean cable TV and the internet, of course.
In other news I have a new article coming out in the next issue of The Systems Thinker, and am pitching a series to Austin Woman. So keep your fingers and toes crossed on that one!


Despite my best efforts to avoid all the viruses making the rounds in Austin right now, I finally succumbed to a nasty head cold. While certainly better than the flu for many reasons, it’s wicked uncomfortable and lame. I’m going to the doctor to get checked out just in case, mostly because any virus tends to kick up my asthma which is no fun. I seriously wish I had avoided this, but at least it’s not an ass-kicking flu, which I continue to hope to avoid. Luckily, I’ve been on a 