So earlier in the week, my brother kept telling me that George
and I should hurry up and elope this week, just to upstage my
sister and piss her off. Little did I know that he was going to
upstage everyone all along – or should I say my sister-in-law
was going to…

Yes indeedy, I’m going to be an aunt! Yay! (I mean for real. Not
that I’m complaining about being a faux aunt to Alison and
Isabella and the other children of friends.) I cried like a,
well, baby last night when I found out. My brother ordered me to
check his email “to make sure Mom’s new wireless connection is
working.” Come on, even I’m not that gullible. I knew something
was up. But when I saw the sonogram with “Hi Aunt Pam!” I
totally lost it. In a good way. Yaaay!

On another note, I got a pedicure yesterday after work. Love
pedicures, though I am rightfully a bit leery of them since the
“nearly had my toe sliced off” incident of my last one. But this
one went smoothly (eh, pun intended?) and now my feet look as
nice as they possibly can. Woo!