mom called to tell me that kroger has a sale on personal watermelons. obviously, this has “come eat, pregnant one” written all over it. so i’m now eating my personal watermelon, quite happily. i told bryan that they have personal watermelon right in the title, so don’t expect me to share (especially since zu, the person who partakes of all my meals almost as often as little junie, is down for her after-library-time nap), but he’s free to go get his own. to that he replied that he wouldn’t expect me to share a family-sized watermelon at this point in my pregnancy.