Sean and have recently come into a few bucks by almost entirely legal means. This fortunate turn of events has resulted in an almost drug induced frenzy of shopping. In the past week we’ve bought several things, things which we do not need but, and I am ashamed to say this, meerly want. Any moment I expect to be put in chains and hauled off to some kind of rehabilitation facility for people who spend money on things which aren’t neccesary to continue living. My shame is measureless.

My childhood conditioning aside we’re enjoying our toys and scaring the neighbors which in itself is a kind of gift. I don’t purposely offend people but I do enjoy the senseless discomfort of those who find hidden portents of evil in the most inane things. Namely our halloween decorations. No one has said anything yet but the daily stream of confused and worried people who stare at our yard as they walk past our slowly, as if the yard may physically attack them, is a bit of a give away.

If you asked Sean about it he would tell you that they’ve gotten a bit out of hand but that’s because he doesn’t understand the sheer child-like amusement I derive from being able to, lets say, staple ghosts to our trees. In time I think that my gentle persuasion and the lack of food will weaken his resolve and he to will be delirous with holiday cheer.

We also bought some winter underclothes (try to contain yourself), candy for the trick-or-treaters (which by my estimation will last another 2 or 3 days tops), wrapping paper and solstice cards, various decorative items for the house and best of all, a new digital camera. After two days of exhaustive research I finally decided on the only camera Amazon didn’t have in stock, the Fujifilm Finepix e550. The camera (plus a starter kit and memory card) were a good deal but it was still quite a lot more than I normally spend. But as penance I won’t actually get the camera for another month/month and a half since as I said it’s out of stock. At that time be prepared for a dulouge of photos of dust, lint and whatever else I find remotely interesting. It’s a sickness.

This next part deals in subject matter that only those with at least a sixth grade education and the maturity to say the word pianist without laughing should read. Wednesday was my very first appointment with a Gynocologist and I was so nervous I didn’t eat all day. My hands shook like they were trying to detach from my body and I really thought I might puke on the nurse. But once I met my doctor and things got going it really wasn’t all that bad. How can I explain what it’s like to go to an OBGYN without being to graphic? Hmm…It’s rather like having an intimate encounter with a battering ram. The good news is the doc thinks he knows whats wrong with me and is being very proactive about getting me all kinds of knocked up. This Saturday I go in for an ultrasound. I’m very excited.

Keep your fingers crossed for me. Good luck and blessings, Prana

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