Blogging at naptime.

We figure there's no better way to wrap up a church planting conference on October 31st than to eat some Albertson's chicken, fill a bowl with tootsie rolls and smarties, and dress up in our stylish new Value Village purchases just in time to watch literally THOUSANDS of children flock to our front door to enjoy both the flavorful candy, and our impressive flare for creative costuming... Proof of our impeccable taste. Sidebar: A glimpse of what I would've looked like pregnant in the 70's. We started our evening off feeling strong, confident.... Both in our candy selection and impressive graphic design skills. What child can resist pumpkin clip art?? All children. Apparently all children can resist clip part as proven by the fact that our evening lingered on, yet our candy supply remained unchanged. Desperation. Rejection. Not even a perfectly formed hairdo can remedy the

Hypothetically speaking, people ask me for advice on what not to do while pregnant all the time. If the above weren't a hypothetical scenario, I would tell them this: NEVER attempt to hike up Mt. Pilchuck while pregnant. Here's what will happen. You will wake up feeling surprisingly refreshed and energetic one Saturday morning. You will be powered by the finest breakfast known to man (mcmuffin and hash browns). You will feel fully prepared with hiking poles, comfortable shoes, and a kind husband who arranges it so you don't even have to carry a backpack. You will go hiking on the day where approximately 99.2% of the greater Seattle population has also decided to hike this very same mountain. Going UP the mountain roughly 87% of the ascent you will be an animal, with your husband remarking how proud Jillian Michaels would be of the way you are ripping the face off of this mountain. Then....... things will start to change. It will become more rocky. Both with actual rocks an