Rootbeer and cheese

Right now I am drinking an ice cold rootbeer and eating cheese and crackers. A combination I normally wouldn't go for. Must be the baby making me do it. I had an appointment yesterday. I love when I get to hear the baby's heartbeat at my appointments. My midwife says the baby's heartbeat is good and strong and I'm good and healthy, so that means I can fly to visit Sara in June. I think I'll buy tickets tonight. Here I come Pocatello. Rory has never been there. I hope he isn't disappointed when we get there, because I've been talking it up. This is our big expensive vacation of the year, so I have to make it sound pretty darn good. Airline tickets aren't too bad, but once you multiply that by 3 it is a good chunk of change.
I'm really excited about tomorrow, because I signed Colleen up for toddler art classes. Tomorrow is her first art class. Sooo cute. I hope she enjoys it. Kids get so much fun when they reach this age, because there is so much to do. Next week we're going to take her to the zoo for the first time.
Last night I was watching deal or no deal. That show drives me crazy. I only watch it because there is nothing else on at 8:00. People get so greedy when they are on that show. Last night I saw somebody turn down a deal of 86,000 dollars. They finally took home I think 13,000. I would have been pressing that button so fast at 86,000 dollars. That is a lot of money. Everybody just wants to open one more case and they blow it.