This time last year, I bought my first pair of size 32 jeans in over a decade. And what’s so amazing, is they fit. Not snug, even after washing.
This morning, I put on a freshly laundered pair of size 32 jeans and they are really snug.
With a Preggo constantly eating, it’s hard to stay on my diet.
As of Monday, Wee Watkins is officially 16 weeks (4 months) in the making. Also as of Monday, my first trimester eating frenzy, combined with the “bean’s” growth, has resulted in a real-life baby belly. Unfortunately, not all of it is baby…
I swear that I have felt the flutter of little limbs, which is very cute now, but soon enough I will be wishing that Wee Watkins takes it easy on his/her poor mama.
Which reminds me. In less than three weeks, we will most likely find out whether Wee is a he or a she! I can hardly wait, and I know Jeff and the aspiring grandparents are equally excited.
Friday at work, I received a slightly panicked call from Anna: her 12″ PowerBook G4 had crashed. It had been acting slightly weird for some time (I thought it was just because she had a paltry 256MB of RAM) and had finally died. It wouldn’t boot at all, she said.
When I got home, I first tried accessing the hard drive via FireWire target mode, but that didn’t work. I then tried using Disk Utility from the laptop’s install CD, but Disk Utility couldn’t even find the drive. That’s not a good sign.
When the Apple Hardware Test application (on the install CD) found a major error with the hard drive, we decided to put our fate in the hands of an Mac Genius. As I write, they are running my copy of DataRescue in the hope of salvaging the contents of Anna’s home folder.
That home folder contains our Quicken file containing financial data dating back to 1998, the only copy of the photos from our honeymoon in the Cotswolds, many years worth of archived email, and all of Anna’s writing. You can, no doubt, understand why we’re keen on seeing it restored.
I just downloaded a copy of Synk last night and will help Anna develop a comprehensive backup plan to (hopefully) avoid something like this in the future.