My wife earned her master's degree in English last week and is officially done with school (at least for right this moment). She'll be graduating with honors and I can't begin to tell you how extremely proud I am of her. This final semester has been a bit rough for her with the pregnancy and teaching two sections of English 102 and everything, but she's a real trooper that Allyson. Now all she has to do sit on the couch, get plenty of rest, and take care of me for the next two months.
For those of you that don't know Allyson is just about 8 months pregnant. A lot of books, written by spoiled American housewives, say that I should be rubbing her feet, sleeping on the couch, and doing the grocery shopping during the third trimester. But then I watch the National Geographic channel and see women from other countries, pregnant as can be, carrying 25 pound buckets of water on their heads while walking up hills barefoot in the desert. This has caused some confusion for me. If they can do it why can't she?
OK, I'm probably going to get a foot up my ass for that last paragraph, but Allyson has been cooking since she finished school. She made the best Salmon with carrots and mushrooms the other night. It definitely beats the shit out of what I've been making for the past couple of months.
Another really great weekend has come and gone. Friday night we saw Spiderman 3. Amazing affects! Saturday we avoided the Kentucky Derby and bought tons of baby clothes. Currently we are engaged in an argument about what outfit the baby is going to wear home from the hospital. I'll post a pic of the one that I want real soon. I hope ya'all had a really good weekend!