My EVIL SISTER is coming over.  WHY?
There is no reason for here unwanted visit. I can't stand being in the same room with her. As soon as she gets here she's going to greet the dogs with this fake and annoying high pitched voice. Then she's going to ask me why I didn't pick up the phone when she called. I don't sit around the phone all the time waiting for her to call. Then she's going to ask what we have to eat and that will be followed bu what is mom making for dinner. Then I'll say I don't know. Then she'll comment on how big my stomach has gotten or she'll point out the new blemish on my face, then she'll ask me why I haven't done anything with my hair. Has she not looked in the mirror lately. Her face has never, and I mean never, been clear of acne. She goes to get highlights in her hair. I don't know why mexican women feel the need to but super blond highlights in their hair. It makes her hair look really fried and ugly. She's been over weight since I can remember.
Before I was pregnant I weighed 121. I now weigh, depending on the time of day, between 135 and 140. That is pretty good for my height. I haven't gotten any stretch marks and I can still fit the pants and shirts I wore before I was pregnant.
All of my sisters gained so much weight during their pregnancies. My other sister had her first child in 1995. She is just now losing all the weight she gained and she still looks big. My sister that's coming over today thinks that if she skips breakfast and eats a big lunch that she doesn't have to eat dinner. She takes diet pills. She still needs to eat healthy and excercise.
This pregnancy is already hard on me because one, I'm not married and I really wanted to be before I had my first child, two, I'm only nineteen, and that means no matter what great things I do with my life someone is always going to have something negative to say to me.
Lovie, my mom, my sister-in-law, and the people from college are the only ones that say nice things to me. My sister-in-law always tells me how small I am and how happy she is for me. Lovie always makes me feel pretty. I already have crazy emotions because of being pregnant. I don't need someone talking to me daily about all the bad things in my life. She should want to keep me happy. That's like an unspoken rule when it comes to pregnant women. I would never tell another pregnant women that she looks bigger and bigger everytime I see her or that shirt she's wearing is too small or that her face doesn't look so clear anymore. I don't understand people sometimes.
On to better topics.....
I had a dream of what my wedding dress will look like.  I want to have my wedding on June 5th 2007. That is the day and month that Lovie and I decided to become a couple. I don't want a big wedding. Just family and very close friends and of course my baby boy! My brides maids will of course be wearing light pink dresses. I want pink flowers everywhere. I talked to Lovie about it today. When he comes home Friday we will have a deeper discussion. | 
Just being in his presence makes me happy. I think the baby knew he was there too. He was way too calm the whole time Lovie was talking. He usually isn't like that. 
I can't wait to see him. I miss him so much. The next time he gets to come home is the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. I can't wait to spend the whole vacation with him.