Home sweet home!

I told Will when I got home that I was happy to smell our house's scent.  He looked at me weird.  He thinks it reeks.  I love it.  It's home.  My mom's house has that smell, Dad & Brenda's house does too, Will's parents' house has a smell I don't particularly care for (in my head, it's ladybugs and occasionally mothballs if you go into the right room).  Okay, so it's different smells, but they all have that scent of the chemicals (not bad) that they bring in.  Mom's is a bit of her cigarettes (I swear I don't smell that while I'm there) along with her laundry.  Dad's is the lake and their laundry, and whatever Brenda puts around for yummy smelly stuff.  I already told you MIL's house.

Speaking of smells, my wrist is getting wet from Maddy nearly ingesting my skin for all the smells on it that aren't me.  Yes, there's kitty.  Yes, there's doggy.  Yes, there's Justin's room, and Brenda, and Dad, and Lynn, and Walmart in Farmville, and Lake James, and David's Bridal in Virginia Beach (though it's actually in Norfolk, just on VA Beach Blvd). 

All that rambling to say:

I'm tired.  I'm sore.  Baby's been making room.  I have a discernible baby bump, even though I'm only about 6 weeks along.  On the four hour drive home, I had to take three breaks.  And that four hour drive is more like 3 and a half.  Meh.  But hey, I have new music.  It's still in the car, though.  I didn't feel like dealing with it inside.  Anywho, I'm definitely going to bed now, after I pee, again.  Oh, and so far, the only thing(s) I've been craving intensely (dang it, here it goes again) are orange juice and egg salad.  I don't think I could consume them at the same time, but I REALLY craved egg salad on the way home.  And every time I get thirsty, OJ sounds pretty good.  We'll see if that's just a "I'm short on nutrients found in these" or if it's a pickles-and-ice cream thing.  So, goodnight.  Adieu.  Sleep well.  I hope I do.