Hey blerg, what’s happening? “Happy” Election night, bwa ha ha haaaaaa. I’ve been in denial about the friggin’ election all day, which has worked for me pretty well. Look at how well the triptych painting set I bought earlier this year matches the nursery! Oooooh!

Turns out even in my highly emotional third trimester, the offensive “Trailer Park Boys” are still hilaaaaaarious. We watched their latest series “Out of the Park” this week, where they travel to Europe. In the first episode they meet Noel Fielding and his weird brother Michael!

So much rain and gloom lately, that when it’s sunny outside (like today), I am almost FRANTIC to be out enjoying it. Praise the Lord that I don’t have to work 8 hours a day.

This is last week on Thursday. Even after working two jobs with aching feet, the sunshine felt so good.

My neighbor’s dahlias. In real life, they were a dark burgundy color, but they look red with my phone.

Love this picture of Bear Schnubs. It’s very Fall-ish.

I had about three days in a row of waking up at 5:30, so yesterday when I was able to sleep in until 7:30 (like the good old days of my first trimester!) it felt like heavennnnn. And why do people keep telling me “Get your sleep in now”? Pregnant women don’t sleep well! More like, “I hope you got all the sleep in you ever wanted/needed BEFORE you got pregnant” would be more appropriate.

I am 30 weeks and 3 days pregnant, and my pregnancy app claims that my child is the size of a “butternut squash”–one that is 17 inches long and 3.1 pounds? Hmmmmmm.

So the BIG news of the weekend (it’s been a slow week around here, kids) is that we had a little furry houseguest! Mr. Bennett, my sister-in-law’s 5-month old Coton de Tulear (I’ve had to look up that spelling at least 8 times, and I think I finally got it right).

Jerry was at Australian PAX and Brenna and the kiddies had a preschool reunion (?!) for Ronia to attend up in the mountains, no dogs allowed, so would we mind dogsitting Mr. Bennett? Are you kidding?

Mr. Bennett was adorable and charming and sweet and cuddly and really pretty mellow for such a young dog. His only problem is that he’s not housebroken, and they trained him on puppy pads, so he immediately began pooping and peeing all over Maggie’s dog beds and every rug in the house within an hour of his arrival. Roops.

My 30-week-belly makes bending over challenging, too, and I had to bend over to pick up poop and pee a LOT. Good thing Mr. Bennett was so charming.

I mean, could you stay mad at this face? Of course not.

Maggie was so good, so incredibly tolerant of him. Bear Cub pretty much peaced out all weekend and stayed away.

Look at this 11-year old dog playing with a 5-month old dog! Mawwwww.

Oh little Mr. Bennett, you are welcome back any time. And hopefully next time, you’ll be potty trained.

In other news, I am VERY CLOSE to finally finishing this Mandala. I’M SO OVER IT.

So glad Bear Cub’s plumage has re-grown and she is a fluffy Cub again.

We’ve been watching more of the latest season of SNL. I like this shimmery silver sparkle look of Solange’s.

This was yesterday. So happy! So well-rested! All things considered.

Just discovered this cool Art Nouveau artist Phoebe Anna Traquair (thanks, Twitter artist friends). I thought this painting was beautiful. I immediately texted it to my Aunt Lisa, who is recovering from knee surgery and loves art with redheads.

Is this an especially long blog entry, or am I just really hungry? And why do I think it’s a good idea to try to blog right before dinner?

Josh and I are hoping to make it to morning without finding out who the new President is. If I mute my phone, hopefully no one will text me at midnight with the news. I CAN WAIT.

Christy came over today and we gabbed for several hours and I gave her the baby present I’d had sitting on my kitchen table, wrapped, for weeks and we took the dogs for a walk and the weather was AMAZING. So amazing that as soon as she left, I snarfed down a Luna bar and took the girls to the big park for another walk. Dog walk therapy! Too bad my tootsies are killing me.

This weekend is my baby shower, so stay tuned for 53459345934 photos of that excitement next week!