Two, and three.

So my brothers went home yesterday. I'm slowly crawling out of my interweb hole that I disapeared to. Warrior got to level 34. Loving rend.... Oh how I love rend. Shaman got to 69. I think I may move to tundra. I hate the apocotharies more and more. Plague quests are icky. Surely I'm not the only one who thinks so. Wish I had a horde side warrior who was past level 30. Thomas Cahill's book The gifts of the Jews is interesting. We disagree on a few basic things but he tossed me enough bones that I'm happy. I -love- how well he describes the scenes. A good read but because I disagree with his basics I only recomend reading it skeptically. Herk... gimme a post about when is a good time to go prot if you are curious about soloing as a prot warrior. Cus shields and swords look cool. And.... the pizza's ready. Back later.

I love doing Christmas Cards. And they're done, actually, just awaiting Damm's signature. But everyday I've either been working and forgot about it, or I've been at the house but overwhelmed by morning sickness. So, to those of you who should be getting a Christmas Card, it might be just a wee bit late. So the lovely, dreaded Morning Sickness has come. In the exact same fashion it did with the Orclette. I can eat doritos. I can eat Taco Bell tacos. Damm went out and bought me sea-sickness bands and they actually seem to be helping-the smell of food isn't making me want to throw up. AND I'm re-reading Elizabeth Haydon's series. Read it while I was in the throws of nausea last time too. I seem to mark important life events by the books I read. Funny, eh? Called out today from work. I was scheduled to close. Couldn't stand up all day, was holding out in the hopes that I would feel better. I eventually had Damm call out for me as I didn't feel capable of...

Yeppers, we survived. The relatives are gone. Except for Damm's two brothers but they don't really count. I won't be seeing much of them anyway-I'll be working 5 days this week. This may sound ho-drum to you but to me-I just can't think about it. You see, I have no energy. This state of affairs is totally weird and foreign to me, but there it is. I will be halfway through a shift at work and want nothing but to sit down and lie on the floor. I haven't done that yet but it might still happen. WARNING. NAME SPOILERS AHEAD. Ok. Before I tell you the names we have chosen, let me 'xplain. The Orclette has a total of 5 names, if you count her last name. I like names. I've always liked names. One summer when I was 13 I copied the entire portion of the girl's names section out of a baby name book. Now that I think about it that was probably illegal, but that didn't occur to me then. I like the meanings, I like trying to see how they fit into their langua...