i don't even know

What to blog about. I feel like lists are popular these days. I could blog about TV, but I wouldn't want to frighten anyone. I could ponder the crazed Survivor jury, the box of tissues I went through during Gilmore's finale, or the fact that of course Jaslene won, in the end it was obvious. Natasha and Rene will still have modeling careers, it's fine. Anyway, in a few weeks, TV watching will be a veritable dessert, with an occasional sip of water here and there in the form of, say, Last Comic Standing. I have lots of reading planned, which I should be doing anyway, as well as working on my afghan. I wish Patron Saint of Liars was going faster, but that's just my slow brain, and the overwhelming desire for an afternoon nap.

K.Lo is cuter than ever, but not much new to say, except, why don't stores carry decent collections of reasonably-priced sundresses for women, too. She wore a dress today that, summer-wise, was about brilliant. Color, cut, comfiness? I want one.

I'm still behind on emailing, to which I apologize to everyone. I was very busy making deviled eggs today, and wondering why, if I boiled a dozen eggs, how come only about half that turned out deviled? I must have eaten more than I realized. It's that baby, it's a food fiend. Speaking of which, I had an extremely vivid dream last night regarding the ultrasound, which revealed the baby to be a girl, with dark hair. Clearly this was one amazing ultrasound, to indicate hair color. And does it mean anything? A few weeks ago, I had an equally vivid dream that the ultrasound showed it was a boy, so I'm banking very little on the psychic potential of dreams, or at least my dreams. They're all beyond vivid during pregnancy, and very weird. I'm sort of in the process of applying for an at-home, few-hours-a-week job? But I don't want to talk about that with anyone, as it may jinx it, and anyway, do I really need a job on top of the one I already have. It seems a little nuts, but maybe. In the meantime, the plants are growing, and for some reason, I really love watering them this year. Maybe it's just a phase, and they'll all die soon. But I think it's my front porch, and how much I love it this year with all its greenery. I should take a picture. Really, as far as porches go, I suppose it's not that spectacular, but compared to the past two summers, which featured a completely empty, blank sad porch that no one ever visited? It's just fantastic. Tomorrow, or the next day if it decides to rain, pictures will be taken and posted. Which--just on an aside? What is with Blogger's space limit for photos? It's making me nervous. We're not even close yet, but still. Yahoo mail is on the verge of doing away with their space limits, and I feel Blogger should follow suit.

Oh, and also, I can't wait for blueberry season. They're kind of expensive now, but they're at least as good as candy, and I can't help myself. That is all.