Hi, my name is Jessi and it’s been two months since my last
post. What?! Where has the time gone? Oh, yeah.
Now I remember. I GOT MARRIED! Benny and I tied the knot on July 5th
in front of our closest friends and family at my parent’s camp in North Hero,
Vermont. Jim, Maggie’s husband, officiated
the ceremony and he couldn’t have done a better job. It was a bit windy that day but he had no
problems projecting his voice all the way to the back row so that everyone could
hear (that’s just one of the reasons he makes such a bad-ass teacher). Zoey, Jim and Maggie’s adorable daughter, was
the proud keeper of the rings. She
nailed it!
At the end of the ceremony, Jim announced that a random
guest had an envelope taped under their seat.
This envelope revealed the gender of baby Jacobs. Everyone simultaneously reached down under to
check and up came our dear friend Kate with the envelope. She opened it and revealed a pink headband to
the crowd. Cheering, clapping and even a
little hysterical shrieking ensued. At
least, that’s how I remember it. When we
get our photos, I’ll report back and confirm.
The ceremony was brief but intimate and incredibly
meaningful thanks to participation from the Van Duyns. It really was the best day of our lives.
In other news, I’ve become sympathy pregnant.
Item #1 - I think I’ve gained more
weight than Maggie has. For real. I’ve even consulted Dr Google to determine if
there are any residual effects of ovary stimulation in search of an answer for
my ever tightening jeans. This can’t
possibly be related to something I have actual control over like eating and exercise, could it? Nah. Must
be my ovaries are still swollen. Ha!
Item #2 – I have the bowels of a
pregnant lady. Let’s just leave it at
that.
Item #3 – I have been nesting
something fierce. Last weekend, I logged
8,000 steps just cleaning the house. I
swept, then vacuumed all the floors and area rugs and then swept again. I even mopped the floors. I cleaned behind furniture, scrubbed the
shower and toilets, purged and organized the bathroom vanity, and dusted every surface. This week, I’ve been a culinary genius. I made a Mexican coleslaw, bacon-avocado-egg salad, feta and bleu cheese stuffed pork chops, and chicken cutlets in
a wine and mushroom sauce. Woohoo, look
at me go! Oh wait, I’m starting to see a
correlation with item #1. Dammitsomuch.
Item #4 – I also have pregnancy
brain. Yesterday, I decided it was
finally time to pick up a piece of certified mail that’s been hanging out at
the Cambridge post office since, like, forever.
I drove to the Jeffersonville post office because, you know, same town,
right? The town offices are in Jeffersonville
so that must also be where the post office is, right? Wrong. The Jeffersonville Post Office is
more like the Jeffersonville Office of PO Boxes and nothing else. Zip, nada, zilch.
I was completely stupefied when I got
there. Hmmm, where are all the postal
workers? I walked back to my vehicle and
consulted Google Maps. “Oh yeah…,” I slowly murmured to myself, “I drove by
it three miles back.” Uh duuhhhhhh. I’ve lived in Cambridge for more than a year
and I don’t even know where my post office is.
