Honeybee*Hill

I absolutely did not get any sewing done this weekend. I’m pretty sure I slept most of the day Saturday, though I don’t remember it. I did a tiny bit of embroidery and made a ton of yoyos (of course, making fabric yoyos is apparently my new hobby). We did a bit of yard-work (read: I got Aaron to do yardwork). Other than that, nothing!

I even put Sullivan to work because I was too lazy to do much.

Yes, he’s in the front yard, watering plants without any pants on. I’m an awesome parent.

I’ve got three weeks of being pregnant left and I am so totally over it all. People keep asking me how I’m feeling and saying really obnoxious things like, “WOW are you having TWINS?!?!” and for the most part I’m pretty miserable and hateful and cranky. I’m in good health, but the baby is sitting on a vein that cuts off circulation when I lie down on my back (and then I pass out). I’m definitely moving slower and having some pretty painful Braxton Hicks contractions. I’m just hungry and tired and too tired to eat all the time, so hearing about how big my belly is from perfect strangers just gets annoying after awhile.

I started reading Twilight today. I know I’m waaay late on this (I’m pretty slow to catch on trends), but I have to admit, I’m more captivated than I hoped to be and the book totally sucked several hours of my day away today before I even realized it.

The only upside of the weekend — and the fact that we have a backyard full of incredibly invasive mint I planted to feed my julep addiction (I also enjoy a nice mojito now and then) before I got knocked up — was that we made these lemon mint granitas.

It’s pretty much as close to heaven as a miserably pregnant woman can get, midsummer in Indiana. The recipe is from smitten kitchen and it’s totally 100% worth trying. In fact, I melted the leftovers today and drank it like lemonade. And I can tell I’m going to be making minted lemonade for the next few weeks rather religiously.

The other good news is that I registered for classes for the fall and I’ll totally be able to graduate in the spring! Yay! A full ten years after I started college I’ll have that muchly coveted ENGLISH DEGREE! WOW! And then, with my English degree in hand, I’ll be totally unstoppable as a stay-at-home-mom-crafter-cloth-menstrual-pad-sewer… Okay. I’m done with the sarcasm.

Don’t tell any of my English profs that I’m totally enjoying Twilight though, okay?