Thirteen Minutes...

That's how much battery life I have left before this laptop dies. The power cord is 30 stairs below me in the cold, dark basement and I'm already warm in bed. So I'll be brief.

Phone text conversation between my 9 months pregnant sister and I, earlier today:

Kenna: Aren't you like in labor yet?

Mel: I wish. Pedicures tonight?

Kenna: Yep. Pick you up at 6. Do you think they'll mind that I haven't shaved in over a week?

Mel: Nah. I have a rash all over my legs. I win.

Kenna: They can't handle us sexy legged sisters.

Mel: Over a week? Really?

Kenna: I only have time to shave one leg per day and I'm several days behind because I've been putting on mascara lately. Something's gotta give, ya know?

PS - Have you entered my Treading Water custom bath + body giveaway yet?