the hunger rears its ugly head. again.

My cute sister-in-law is very pregnant, and her baby shower is around the corner. Thus, I started the task of shopping for her future baby girl. Which quickly turned into shopping for my non-existent baby girl.

What I need to know is, how weird is it that, with no baby in sight, I would very much like to purchase thousands of dollars worth, just a few things here and there for myself? On a scale of 1 to crazy baby lady?

But I mean, come on, just look at these things

Are you kidding me? How am I expected to resist this?
The ratio of influence between baby hunger and my little addiction to online shopping at Nordstrom is yet to be determined. But I think it's safe to say none of the above is healthy.

hungry hungry catipillar

Today, most days, I am hungry.

House hungry, puppy hungry, baby hungry, and just plain hungry hungry.

Hello dream kitchen. You are white, and triple the size of the cupboard I currently call my kitchen.

Herrooo puppy. I adore you, even though my friend Lynn thinks you look like a sweater with eyes.

Hello little nuggie santa. I want you for Christmas.

Helloooo Rice-a-Roni, my San Fransico treat.

So many things to look forward to. One very very far away day. If I'm lucky.
In the mean time, Rice-a-Roni, I will see you at dinner.

who am I?

My new favorite activity, if you could call it that, is browsing the internet for cute baby names. It's basically convinced me to have 20 children so I can use all of the names I've fallen in love with. 

I wrote all of the contestants down in my journal, but I cannot share them with you for fear that one of you will steal them. I also am afraid you'll tell me they're ugly, or make up an insulting rhyme and I won't be able to look at them the same. 

Who is this girl? what has marriage done to me!?

I'm not preggers though, so you can relax. 

Just leave me to my unhealthy addiction.