So I've come to the conclusion that England is one of the best places I've ever had the pleasure of visiting, other than Misawa, Japan. I enjoyed the culture of Japan, and all of the people I met. The food was beyond fantastic! They always had festivals which were absolutely fun to attend. Being American didn't limit us. People waved to us, of course they also tried selling us things from their stalls, but we were always welcome wherever we went. It was wonderful living there for so many years.

England, however, is exactly the same in a lot of ways. The people are so welcoming and helpful. The drivers are courteous! You can't say that about the drivers in America. No, those crazy people talk on their cell phones while driving, they cut you off all the time, slow drivers get in your way at every turn, and if your on a side road trying to get into traffic you'll wait forever before getting a chance.

Here in England, if you're driving and someone calls you on your cell phone. You pull off on the side of the road and don't resume driving until the call is over. If your a slow driver and there's a line of traffic behind you, you pull over and let the line of traffic go, because you are a slow driver and are probably hindering someone who needs to be somewhere important. If there is a line of traffic going down the road and you want to merge into, you don't have to wait to terribly long, someone will be nice enough to slow down and flash their lights at you. That's their way of saying "I'm letting you in".

If I go down to the Market during the week and need assistance finding some place or am looking for something in particular, then all I have to do is ask! They help! And no offense to America and the farmer markets they have, but the markets here are just plain better. The food is brightly colored --peppers, fruits, etc -- and it looks soooooo good and smells so good you just can't wait to get your hands on them. Your mouth waters at the merest thought of biting into it or preparing it for a meal.

Now on to one of my favorite things about England. It's green! It's so beautifully green and healthy looking everywhere. The air smells and tastes like air should; clean! No smog! Everywhere you drive you are guaranteed to see everyone's yards looking gorgeous. Of course they are not called yards here. They are gardens, and it's a very fitting term for them because that's exactly what they are. It would seem everyone here was born with a green thumb. All the flowers and neatly trimmed bushes, the turned soil, the fresh cut grass. It's all just so wonderful. I can't say that enough.

Of all the places I've been thus far, this is definitely one that ranks very high on my list of places I would love to live permanently.

So I went and got married to a wonderful man, and then I let him knock me up with our kid. 
But I am not complaining at all. This is the coolest thing in the world, being pregnant.
It's only a first kid, but I imagine we'll have a couple more. Back to the point. This kid is awesome already. It's over-achieving which is perfectly fine. The lil booger knocked 4 whole weeks of pregnany off my calendar!You couldn't ask for a better baby, really.
And it's such an active lil thing too! I had my last ultrasound last week and the baby just would not sit still for the technician lady at all. This baby was all over the place, hiding I think, cause it took her so long to get all the measurements that she needed to get. I just sat there amused at my own child, while the daddy was sitting next to the tech staring at his baby. You can see the love and devotion in his eyes every time he even thinks about the kid.
So yeah, I'm about 13-14 wks along so far, my morning sickness just went away, which is a true miracle. I didn't get sick at all the entire time, but the nausea was disgusting. But I hate getting sick anyway. It's just ick.
So the next time I post will prolly be in another month when I post new pics of my tummy and hopefully my baby.

Til next time!

Once you've been tagged, write a blog with 6 weird things/habits about yourself. At the end of your blog choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says something like "you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read yours.

 

Alright damnit! I got tagged and now I tag back and with a vengence! hahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

1. I thought I was straight til a girlfriend of mine and another person pinned me down and I enjoyed it!!!! There was no phone to call 911 so we just said screw it and went outside for a cig.

2. I believe unicorns and fairies exist!!!! They do I tell you!!!!

3. I get mistaken for a guy all the time and I enjoy it!!!

4. This can be classified as wierd also: I'm a cammie.

5. One time at band camp....I don't think so! But I work for a movie rental. hehe

6. How am I supposed to come up with 6 when I barely came up with 5?? So here goes some hunk of crap out of the back of my mind...I have an intense fear of clowns, but not the bad clowns, you know the ones that are so obviously demented and insane? I'm scared of the nice clowns...they lie, they smile way to much, too happy....

So there it is in black and whatever other colors appear...now I so do tag! Chris, Brian, Justin, April, Still Standing, and Tony!!!

 

Have a good night freaks!

Taking pain, cutting deeper, let the blood flow

Dreams of death, dreams of beauty, dreams of decay

The life before my eyes is my greatest hallucination

The tears from my eyes a river

The words from my lips a whisper

Crystal in twilight shudders as darkness grabs ahold

My vision goes blurred as all turns to red

So I'm cutting deeper, taking the pain within

Screaming out my happiness as dread fills my soul

The lingering bouquet of corruption

The stinch of deceit looms all around

A world uncaring, without color, destroyed by hate

Cutting into myself

Searching for the rock that was once my heart

Keeping the pain, burying it deep inside

Feel it turn, feel it peel away everything that was whole

Like the knife in my back, it's sharp edge

Your tongue just as wickedly sharp

Fear drives, and I'm in the backseat unable to close my eyes