PANIC!!!!!!!

Panic has set in at the Presley household. We just realized that we only have 123ish days until we will have a baby boy and we only have seven of the 169 items on Wal-Mart's list of "what to have for a baby." I Googled "nearest cliff in San Antonio" just in case I needed something to jump off of on short notice, but so far we are in a holding pattern on that idea.

I directly blame my training for this state of panic. If I weren't studying all the time, Candi wouldn't be able to find the end of the internet on baby related topics. I am glad she has a baby to research, because it would be very weird if she were searching out weird religions and started bringing home snakes or smoking idols. But, you can see by all of this, Candi and the baby are doing just fine. Candi had her 22 week appointment this past week and found out that besides it being a Presley, the baby looks to be normal.

Candi has really started to show and that comes with a lot of comments from stangers on when she is due and other pregnancy comments. I am glad I don't have something growing inside my stomach, but I would sure use it to mess with people. I can't get Candi to say, "I am not pregnant, I just like my beer" to strangers or other similar comments. I think she is missing a really big opportunity to make others feel stupid!

As for me, I continue to plug along. Last week, I was able to complete 3 flights and 2 sims (not to mention having mechanical issues & having to cancel a 4th flight). I passed my last flight in the formation phase, so I have moved on to the next few phases. The level of expectations has been raised, which I didn't know could go much higher. It is very difficult and a lot of pressure, but so far they haven't kicked me out. All I can do is keep going, but I wish the end would come sooner than later.

Candi visited the squadron on Friday night during a monthly spouses outing. She finally got to see where I spend all my time. Then on Saturday, we finally did something and floated the river with a big group from the squadron. It was good times and at least we were doing something.