Well...

Baby belly picks didn't happen like I thought they would yesterday. Mostly because Friday consisted of a drive back from Greenville, toward the end of which I freaked everyone out with threats to throw up, an almost six hour nap, and watching Home Alone.

Tomorrow I'll be twelve weeks and while the some of the yuckiness has subsided, I'm still not feeling super hot. So if I can bring myself to look somewhat photo-worthy today, they might happen.

Additionally, I have not done any Christmas shopping and most of my clothes are still in boxes.

The end.