if you give a mouse a cookie...

you know that cute lil children's book if you give a mouse a cookie?  it continues something like, "he'll want a glass of milk."  well, in my saturday morning version of that book, it's if you give a man anything and call it a slider, he'll ask for another one.

john is not a big breakfast guy.  in fact, while he does make some signature homemade dishes (a mean pan pizza, some fabulous general tso's chicken, and a variety of other delish concoctions, from time to time), if it were solely up to him, he'd probably eat cereal for all three meals of the day, and maybe some snacks in between.  but before i went to bed last night, i was thinking about making my own version of mcdonald's egg & cheese biscuits.  after a night of crazy dreams about being stranded on ships (and other weird adventures), i woke up starving and ready to kick my breakfast plan into high gear.

i made homemade biscuits, with eggs and added some fried ham.  the biscuits were a little small, so put together the sandwiches looked like little sliders.  john was still sleeping, so i decided to bring him some of these egg sandwiches in bed (i know, i'm pretty awesome).  the minute i opened the door to our room, he looked over and sleepily asked what i was carrying.  "egg sandwiches!" i replied.  "naw," he said, burying his head back into the pillow.  "i'm not hungry."  "but john," i persisted. "they're sliders!"   he sat back up in bed, and agreed that he'd love some breakfast.  men.  so predictable.  it's all about how you sell it to them.  haha.

if you couldn't tell, i've been blogging more lately... trying really hard to avoid studying for the wisconsin bar exam.  this will be the third state's bar exam that i've taken, and while i hate this over-used and annoying phrase, i'm sort of "over it" at this point.  each bar exam has presented obstacles.  the first bar was this moment of truth, sink or swim, "it all comes down to this" moment.  i guess i don't have to explain the anxiety i felt or everything that was riding on those three days spent in a convention center in iowa.  the second time around, i had to deal with an inflated ego, the whole "i passed this thing once, i can do it again, why do i need to spend my time studying?"  now, on this third (and yes, final time), the big hurdle is not memorizing statutes or rules of law or caveats specific to the state of wisconsin.  it is trying to keep my bladder under control.  for the real, yo.

it has been ungodly hot and muggy over the past week or so.  for some reason, i can't get enough water to drink.  i'm drinking like 12 or more water bottles a day, i swear.  and i'm peeing every half hour.  now, during the iowa bar exam, i felt like i couldn't afford to lose one single solitary minute of time on a bathroom break.  there's no way i can replicate that stamina one year later.  i'm pretty sure i can keep the breaks to one an hour, but even that's not a given.  yesterday, while getting my hair cut and colored, i had to stop my stylist not once, but FOUR times, so i could use the facilities.  how ridiculous, right?  i know.  this is a new prego development, and i'm none too thrilled.

this leads me to my next question.  should i buy some depends???  helpful advice and comments appreciated, haha.