11 weeks and we're domestic

 a semi-day off for both of us so we headed up to the cabin to grab the bbq my parents gave to us. a waaaay old school weber that we are both way too excited about.  love going up to the mountains, but this time it was a little less glorious. The nauseousness kicked. my. booty. gaaaah. i'm pretty over it which is truly unfortunate since i have a long way to go.

what is not unfortunate, however, is how domesticated i've become. i just whipped up a potato salad.
this is big news, ladies and gentlemen. 
now if only husband would hurry up with the meat. i may pass out from hunger. or the potato salad might be gone.

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