I am treating myself to a quick trip out of the frozen Northland to visit an aunt in Florida. We enjoyed an amazingly perfect, sunny day at Epcot on Thursday. I loved the Canadian Celtic rock band "Off Kilter." My growing baby boy joyfully devoured a Norwegian sandwich. (I like to attribute any extreme or unstable physical or emotional states of being to my sweet little fetus.) As a pregnant lady, I couldn't ride all the rides, but we had a great time walking around the World's Showcase and analyzing Disney's political/cultural agenda.
Now, in northern Florida near an Air Force base, my aunt feels bad because they cancelled the airshow due to a tornado/storm warning. But, I can't be too disappointed because even though the rain is pouring down, I'm just happy to be out of 0* coldness.
Also, my tummy popped out this week, so my pants are a little too tight for comfort. We went on a successful, little shopping trip so now I don't have to walk around with the top button undone.