God I fuckin love the in'ernet

I had a nice, but loony roommate quite a few years back, who went to live with a relative and left me all her kitchen stuff, including a pretty set of everyday Blue Delft china. TK has been slowly busting all the salad plates. (He doesn't think I notice that they keep disappearing and we're down to two.) I guess that's what happens when you have hardwood floors.

It took me exactly 4 searches in Google and eBay to locate a vendor that sells replacement china in this pattern and I just ordered some. I am so stoked. In the olden days, we would have had to put up with mismatched plates!

[Confidential to TK: I still love you, butterfingers]

General whininess

So, during the first three and a half months of pregnancy, I only had the energy (barely) to go to work, come home, and lie around. Now at 4 and a half months, I have just enough energy to feel frustrated and bored with myself about it.

I guess this complete listlessness and oversleeping has paid off in that I haven't gotten any colds or flus since getting knocked up. Due to gestational diabetes, I don't eat anything sugary anymore. I once read that too much sugar makes one susceptible to infections. So, maybe going off sugar is helping me stay healthy. (Knock wood) If I do get sick, I won't be able to take any OTC medicines for it. So, I'm trying my hardest to avoid getting run down.

I'm on this horribly strict diet for the diabetes. On this diet you get to eat minuscule amounts of fruit. On this diet, it feels like eating fruit is like a treat. But fruit is not a fucking treat. A Starbucks peppermint mocha frappuchino is a fucking treat.