Made of meat, wrapped in a tortilla…

Wow, I didn’t think I was so slack not to write for a week, but I guess I am.

Umm… on Tuesday Jake had an MRI. Which meant I had to drive to New Haven, which is always loads of fun. Actually, I don’t mind it. Even that time we got stuck in traffic-I-could’ve-walked-faster-than for about 45 minutes, even that was ok because I am always early (Although I think that time I was on time rather than early). The MRI was in a different building, one I had never been to and didn’t know where it was, but thankfully it was in the little half-a-street section of New Haven that I know my way around.

Jake took just under an hour from the time he left until he was back at my side, so that’s a good thing. Means all is well. We get the results on the 7th of March (which, in an awesome coincidence, is during Jake’s week-and-a-half off work). I wonder if that means I’ll get to see what his brain looks like again. It’s really amusing. It would be so cool to be able to show it to you all. I’m totally married to a donut-brained dude. Except he’s not full of delicious strawberry jam, he’s full of cerebrospinal fluid.

Umm… what else have we done… on Sunday we had pizza for dinner. Each year we’ve been together, we’ve had pizza for our valentines dinner. And I know valentines was Monday, but we were craving pizza too bad so we got it earlier. The funny thing is, I wasn’t planning on having it at all this time. Our pizza-love won. Tasty tasty pizza.

Tomorrow we are going to the mall. I desperately need jeans, or pants of any kind really. I have a pair of jeans that is too small (until the snow and ice melts, I’m stuck with the weight I gained in oz) and a pair that is HUGE and has an expanding hole on the upper thigh. I always end up buying new pants only when I am desperate. I’m not quite sure why that is. Probably because I hate shopping. Hopefully while we are there we can find something cute for the baby shower we are going to the weekend after next.

I feel so boring.