In a Van Down by the River - 25 Weeks

This weekend I'm going to Portland with my school's mock trial team for a regional competition. The good news is that we're taking a van so I don't have to drive. The bad news is that we're taking a van. I don't know if spending seven hours with seven other people in a van sounds like a lot of fun to anyone else, but it's not exactly my idea of a good time. I remember back when I was in junior high, I went on a lot of road trips to go river rafting with a summer camp. At the time, we all thought waving obscene signs out the back window and singing along to American Pie about 100 tmies was great fun. Meanwhile the counslers must have wanted to shoot themselves.

Ah, but let us not forget that Portland is in Oregon, and Oregon has no sales tax! It gets better - my mom is coming down to Portland from the Seattle area to watch our trials, but I'm sure we'll get some major shopping in as well. I started a box for Peanut's things after Christmas, and it's now overflowing thanks to sales (I just had to buy this Columbia bunting, it will be perfect next winter, and probably twice the price next fall), and friends sending things like homemade blankets and extra brest pumps. Someone really ought to clean out some things around here so we can start finding a space for the baby. Believe me, it's a good thing newborns don't really occupy too much territory. Unfortunately it's all the stuff they need that does. I don't even want to think about where the crib will go. At this point I think laws of physics will not allow for a twin bed and a crib fit in Emily's room.

I'm sure that nesting instinct will kick in any time now, and I'll be hauling all Emily's things in from storage, and maybe I'll even get the Christmas decorations back into storage. We'll see.