I get to brag because Mike's not here to stop me.

BRAG: Mike totally had an official interview with the Provo Manager for Kaplan today. And apparently it went well.
Back-track: Because he did so ridiculously well on the MCAT, Kaplan (the people from whom he took his test prep class) invited him to audition for a teaching position. Thus, a couple weeks ago, he went over to Kaplan for a teaching audition. They said he could teach anything, so long as it was non-academic, and it had to be less than five minutes. So he decided to teach them how to build a snow-cave. He rehearsed it for me a couple of times (using our little refridgerator whiteboard) and he did a pretty good job, but I think he did even better when he actually got there (I don't think my snarky comments were helping him stay serious much).
Anyways, there were a couple of other guys there, one for DAT prep courses, and one other guy for MCAT prep courses--and the latter happened to be his old roommate from when we were engaged, Aaron. First thing Aaron said when he saw Mike was, "Hey, Mike! . . . You've gained a lot of weight!" To which Mike replied "uh . . . thank you." Apparently it's a good thing. Aaron taught about how to serve a racquetball and the DAT guy taught about surfing, and apparently they all did really well, because each thought the others did better than he did, and I know at least Mike and Aaron passed with flying colors and had interviews today. (I dunno, we don't keep in touch with the DAT guy. :)
So during my lunch hour Mike modeled his suit jackets for me to see which one fit him best, approved his choice of tie, and at 2 went to his interview. Apparently it went really well, but that's all I know because then he went straight to his hospital volunteer job. Yeah, rolling patients to the CT scanner! Woo!
Yeah, I'm pretty much bubbling with pride. He's pretty great.

I didn't know that free blog backgrounds could expire.

But apparently mine did? I just came on one day and all of a sudden my whole blog was blank and white. BOR-ING. So I picked a new one. Cute, yes?

I really shouldn't be writing right now.

Because all I'm going to do is complain. That's okay. It's my blog. You just have to take it. :)
Complain #1: I'm totally starting to show.
I thought this wasn't supposed to happen for a few more weeks, but here it goes. Admittedly, I've had the maternity pants for a while because when I first got pregnant, I was all bloated and sick and pukey all the time, and wearing my normal pants put too much pressure on my already distressed stomach. So Mike let me buy some maternity ones. They're amazing.
No, the part that I'm having trouble with is the new wardrobe I am officially changing out this week. For my birthday (which isn't until Saturday but my mother insisted upon us celebrating whilst in Boise last week) my mom took me to a bunch of consignment stores to hunt for maternity clothes. We found a lot of stuff for not very expensive. It was great. So now I have a closet (well, it's still in a giant bag on the floor right now) full of extremely cute but still very tent-like maternity shirts. Ugh.
Complain #2: I'm 14 1/2 weeks and there's no light at the end of the tunnel. Ew. Puke.

Anyways, I'm still at work. I wish food were tasty . . .