I have very useful information for you today!!

Not sure if everybody is familiar with how http://www.restaurant.com/ works, but if you're not, here's the explanation in a nutshell: Go to that site and search for restaurants in your area, and you can buy gift certificates for 1/2 price (or less!) The restaurant selection changes up all the time - they have everything from super fancy places to neighborhood bars.

It's very useful if you want to go out but can't decide where to go, or if you're on a budget but don't feel like ordering pizza for the 30th weekend in a row.

Well, LISTEN UP:

For the next few days, enter Promo Code "FOUR" and get an ADDITIONAL 80% off.

I just bought six $25 gift certificates and four $10 gift certificates for a whopping grand total of $12.60. That's $190 worth of gift certificates for 12 bucks!

I haven't seen David this excited since he received his new organ shoes in the mail a few months ago.

(If you don't know what organ shoes are, they are these ridiculous looking elf shoes with heels that are made out of soft leather - organists wear them while they're playing to push the pedals - they are, in a word, embarrassing.)

We are Officially Homeowners (God Help Us All!)

Well, we bought a house. I know, I can't believe somebody let us buy a house either.

Although our plans for Missouri are short-term (relatively speaking - at the most 3 years), with the baby on the way, we knew our 2-bedroom condo in the bar district of downtown Kansas City was not going to cut it any longer.

Considering that when I left the house for Mass this morning, there was fresh vomit on the sidewalk from somebody's inebriated walk home the night before, I'm thinking it would be a bad idea to tour the area with a stroller.

AND, the market is really good. Reallllly good. Houses are selling for peanuts. Literally, we're paying in Circus Peanuts - 563,000,000 bags of them.

AND, the people who were selling the house were pretty desperate to leave the state (they told our buyers agent that they're moving for a new job and are on a strict timeline, but I still have a theory that involves the witness protection program, a drug deal gone bad, and a bunch of code names)

So ALL of that, plus the fact that they accepted every single condition outlined in our contract (they're leaving us every single major appliance in the house - jackpot!) makes David and I pretty freaking excited first-time home owners!!

Check it out:
http://portal.heartlandmls.com/Matrix/Public/PhotoPopup.aspx?tid=1&key=18492391&n=16&mtid=1&L=1

FYI if you're reading this, that means you have an exclusive invitation to stay with us November 13-15th (by staying with us, I mean help us move and we'll supply you with an air mattress.) *First come first serve on the air mattresses.

What a WEEK!

I LOOOVE blogging. In fact, reading my friend Shelley's blog has reminded me how much I LOOOOVE blogging. Check her out @ www.starsgal.blogspot.com

Why, then, if I LOOOOOOVE blogging so much, do I NOT update my blog anymore? Honestly, I don't know, and it's ticking me off, because I keep getting asked "what happened to the blog?" and I have no good answer for why I haven't updated the blog.

OH WAIT.

YES I DO.

Listen to the week I've had, people:

Monday morning, 9/28: Wake up, coughing, sore throat, stuffy. Ugh. Cold.

Monday night: The cold turns in to something worse. Something even yuckier. Chills, fever, hacking, wheezing. General awfulness.

What do I take for this horrible cold/flu? Oh, nothing. Because I'm pregnant and afraid to take anything that will possibly harm the little guy who spends his days and nights kicking my ribs like a xylophone. So I decide to sit it out.

Tuesday very early morning: wake up, can't breathe because I am coughing up disgusting mucus too often to catch a good deep breath. Overprotective (but totally right) husband decides it's time to take my pregnant butt to the hospital.

Tuesday morning: Sitting in the Labor and Delivery unit of Truman Medical Center, in a private area so my germs do not mingle with the other pregnant people, with a huge mask over my face. Vunderbar.

Tuesday afternoon: Still sitting in Truman Hospital with huge, HOT mask over my face, doctors poking me who also have huge masks, gloves, caps and other apparatus warding off my dangerous possible swine-flu germs. Given TAMIFLU and sent home.

Tuesday night: Take TAMIFLU pill (which costs - with insurance coverage - $100 - yippie) feeling much better.

Wednesday morning: Feeling even better - decide to get dressed and go drop something off for David at his office.

Wednesday afternoon: Leave David's office, begin drive home. IDIOT 16 YEAR OLD DRIVER TURNS DIRECTLY INTO MY PATH WHILE I AM DRIVING THROUGH AN INTERSECTION. SLAM INTO HIS 1988 SEDAN GOING 35 MPH. Great.

Wednesday, later afternoon: Ambulance, fire truck, police, crying 16 year old who is telling me "You don't understand, my Dad is going to kill me!" (as if I freaking care, since you could have killed me and possibly have harmed my unborn child)...overprotective husband freaking out...BACK TO TRUMAN HOSPITAL for another 8 hours. Oh, and because I was there with the flu the day before? Yep, they stick another freaking mask on my face.

You get the picture. It's been a hectic week.

However, I couldn't be more thankful for the guardian angel that was on my shoulder through all of this - because here I sit blogging when I could obviously be in a casket or, just as bad, without the baby boy who's still happily kicking my ribs (to think, those kicks annoyed me until I thought they might not be there anymore! Now they're the best feeling ever)

:-)