Off to Connecticut this morning, which should be fun, though a lot of my fun gets curtailed while I’m gestating.  No hiking because of the high risk for Lyme disease.  Still, a chance to hang out in the relative coolness and work in my father-in-law’s garden and generally relax away from Brooklyn noise and stink and humidity? 

A very good thing.

Nothing new to report, save that the cramps that were so omnipresent at the beginning of this trip have gone away.  And when I think back on it, they’ve been gone for a while now.  I was going to try to keep better records this time around, but I definitely blew this one.  Let’s just say that I haven’t been crampy for maybe a week or two.  

I’m feeling exceedingly bloated.  Bloated enough that I’m almost ready to try the prune juice cure.  If we were here today I’d go buy a bunch of dried apricots, but who needs that kind of suspense while visiting, eh?  

Of course, if I look at it in a silver-lining kind of way, I look about 3 months pregnant, so this is a nice preview of bellies to come, I guess.  

Off to Connecticut, which has only sporadic internet access.  *sniff!*  If I don’t update tomorrow, nothing’s wrong, I just can’t find a signal.  Have a great weekend.