It is 10:30 and I have freedom until 12:30. Nice.

I have nothing to write about. All things in my life is boring as heck. Well, Jason did call me an orangutan the other day. I love my husband- my back hurts, my bladder is the size of my pin head, it's getting more and more difficult to put on my shoes, and he's still able to crack jokes and poke fun!

Actually, if you compare the body of a 6 month pregnant woman and a oragutan, it's pretty similiar, especially if she sits with her legs open and scratches her armpits and eats everything in sight.