I don't like using big spoons.

You know those big spoons that everyone eats everything with?  I think they are soup spoons or pasta spoons or something. Well, I don't like them. It's just so much spoon.  I prefer to eat all my food (that requires a spoon) with those smaller spoons.

I've sorta been in a recipe rut of late. I blame it on being pregnant.  I'm not really craving meals, so I'm not getting excited to cook.  Our current go-to meal is Tortellini Italiano (a Schwan's recipe that Charles' mom used to make). I omit the mushrooms because, eww. I'll let you in on a little secret... I buy everything at the store. I don't even know how to get a hold of the Schwan's people.

Schwan's reminds me of Market Day.  Does anyone remember their breakfast pizzas? Soooo gooooood.

I also made a new recipe Monday night, Crock Pot BBQ Chicken. It was a winner for Charles and me, while Monkey "can't like it". She tried, but I think it was the red pepper flakes.

That's her new phrase when she doesn't like something. "I can't like it." Like she tried (which she doesn't always). 

It's a good thing I passed my three hour glucose test a few weeks ago because I've been eating Butterfingers like it's my job.  Does anyone buy regular size Butterfingers anymore? I think the mini size are perfect.  Even the slightly-bigger-than-mini-size ones are too much.

I'm still trying to get into the newest Shopaholic book.  It's just not happening. Sigh

I am way too emotionally invested in Hilary Duff and Mike Comrie getting back together/staying together. I have no idea what they are at any given moment, but I love them together and want them to love them together, too.

They're holding hands!!

I'll tell you what I am in to... Cutthroat Kitchen. While I've always loved cooking shows, I'm blaming my obsession on the pregnancy. I can't not watch it.

I've told you about my P!nk obsession/crush, right? It's still going strong. There's just something about here.

I'm also currently loving Rude! (Marry That Girl), Coming Home, Take Me To Church (NOT a Christian song), and Stay With Me.  Monkey also loves the last three songs and regularly requests them.

Speaking of the Monkey, we're in the process of moving her to her big girl room.  She has fully embraced Baby Toodles (thus far) and will offer him/her food, ask if he/she can see things, "I see Mr. Moon, Mama, do you see Mr. Moon? You see Mr. Moon, Baby Toodles?" The answer is always yes.

I think that's enough of an update for today.