It's a Girl! And the day that followed.

She actually split her legs so we had a clean view of what was in between. It made me hope that this was not a sign of what was to come!
The ultrasound tech liked us so much she gave us 3D shots for free!

The ultrasound was actually the low point of Friday.

After my ultrasound appointment I went in for my monthly check to find out that my ultrasound showed Olivia to be at about 22 weeks and my stomach is measuring at about 24 weeks! Mind you I am only 21 weeks along, so all signs are pointing to me having another BIG BABY!

After my appointment I was forced to go to Wal-mart, which its self usually sucks, but on a Friday afternoon, it is beyond sucking. I picked out my paint samples and Frank The Felon, who I believe was getting high on the fumes, managed to break the printer and then tell I would have to wait for the order to be filled.

So I went to do some other shopping. Unannounced to me it was officially "Wheel Chair Day" at Wal-mart. Of course these people had not passed wheelchair safety and probably were too old to be licenced as real drivers. As I was trying to dodge head and rear end collisions, it occurred to me that you can't say "excuse me" to someone in a wheelchair, it just seems rude. Why is it that way. I mean it someone is hogging a walk way I should be able to ask them to move and not feel like I am the most insensitive dork on earth.

Anyway, I made it back to Frank and he still hadn't filled my order, so I bucked up and asked for him to please just write my order because I was in a hurry. I truly believed at that point that he was either going to shot or stab me. At last my order was complete. I managed to dodge 15 more wheelchairs and check out. By now I was about 2o minutes behind schedule.

I decided to take the back way home thinking I would be able to speed and make up some time. Oh, no, not me. Apparently the geriatric convention at Wal-mart thought it would be wise to take a Friday drive. So here I am late, going 30 in a 70 behind Geriatric Jill and Jerry. Of course Jerry managed to about kill Jill when he decided to turn suddenly while going 30. All I saw was Jill grabbing the Oh Shit handle. I did chuckle at that.

I finally made it to daycare to pick up Goober. Where I managed to date the check July and sign my name as Lena Nelson. Finally to add insult to injury, I asked for Matte Paint and I got Semi-gloss. Which meant I had to travel to Butte again today......but that is another story.