Ok, well my POAS mania has subsided because of two things:
1. My sister doesn't want me to test. WHAT? I thought. Seriously, she is usually the first to want me to do so! I figured out that she doesn't want me here and crying if it's a negative. She loves me, but she doesn't love my tears. I don't blame her.
2. My husband says that if I POAS, it's like opening a Christmas present before Christmas. That capital crime is definitely NOT allowed. So I'm sucking it up and going to wait until the weekend.
Today I went to my sister's classroom during their cooking time so that I could meet all of her kiddos. They of course loved me because I brought them candy. Candy is a sure way to bribe any kid into some friendly smiles. Yes, this is not my first rodeo. :) Unfortunately while I was there I started feeling incredibly nauseous with my stomach churning away. I started sweating a little bit and had to leave immediately after the lesson because I felt like I was going to lose it. Let me say that it wasn't very pretty by the time I got home. Anyway, a few hours sleeping on the couch, and I feel much much better.
Tomorrow I'm headed home after three weeks out here in California. I can not wait to see my precious Sweetpea and my husband! Whoot!