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I don't remember braxton-hicks contractions (the uterus exercising, basically) being this annoying last time. They're not painful - it's kind of like the feeling of a blood pressure cuff being tightened around your waist.

As soon as that analogy popped into my head, I realized I came up with it last time, so perhaps they actually were this annoying.

I wore a tank top for the first time in who knows how long yesterday (actually, I do know exactly how long - I wore one to WEF in 2003). They just aren't really my thing, but I have recently acquired a pair of plaid shorts that fit but don't go particularly well with most anything else I own. I now have sunburned shoulders. I thought I was doing ok after the pool party last weekend, but forgot that I used this nice little invention called sunscreen then. I also wasn't out in the middle of the day, which may have been the problem, even though I tried to stay in the shade as much as possible.

We had lunch with people from koyote's hapkido class. One mentioned that at the pool party, she realized that I really was pregnant. Yes, indeed I am. I'm not the type to just go make these things up. I always do worry that people think I'm just faking it, since I don't show early. At this point, it still depends on what I'm wearing. Bathing suit or non-tent-like t-shirt, yes. Button down shirt, no. It's both cool and irritating.

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This morning, I was commenting with someone about Facebook's community college policy, including how American River College is one of the few local community colleges they allow.

Two hours later, entirely unrelated, I find myself enrolling at ARC. At the time I commented, I had no intention of doing any school-like thing any time soon, and certainly wouldn't have chosen ARC if I'd thought I was going to. Hmm.