Dear Universe,

Just a few questions. For, you know, whenever you have some down time.

1. When, oh when sweet jeebus will it be warm? Not that I wish it was 100 degrees or anything, but 70 would be nice. I'm just saying. I'm getting tired of hauling my plants indoors every night due to the imminent threat of a bracing frost. So can we work on that, Universe? Thnx.

2. Also, dear Universe, while I have your attention, why was I cursed with varicose veins? This was really one of those pesky pregnancy 'symptoms' that the books tell you about that I secretly knew would not be a problem for me. This was, of course, completely delusional on my part, since my mother has them. Oops. I know I should be grateful that I have a healthy body and legs that get me from point A to point B day in and day out with nary a complaint but the vain, selfish part of me hates these puffy rivers of blue that map the back of my legs. And just in time for summer. If it ever gets here (see above.)

3. Why is it when we tell people that Yes, we have decided on a name for this baby and No, we are not telling do they insist upon guessing a long list of names, most of which I hate? "Oooh, is it Dustin? Derek? Tanner? Colton?" No! And Barf. (Of course, no offense is meant if you actually like these names...after all, they are very popular, at least in my state. They are not, however, for me. Or my kid.) Just stop guessing and accept the fact that you will not know the name until the kid gets here. Gracias.

4. Also, (and this is just a minor thing) why are most of my pregnancy dreams centered around Barak Obama? This, unlike the veins, is not a particularly unpleasant phenomenon, but I'd still like to know.

Thanks in advance,
Love,
Birdie