This guy. With the bonus of not being pregnant anymore. Can I get an AMEN, ALLELUIA, and HOORAY? Yes.
I also get a Cold Stone ice cream cake that I ordered myself online yesterday and that A. is even now picking up for me. It seems an unlikely thing to even have a Cold Stone Creamery in such a Small City, but it opened here a couple of years ago, allowing me to have the very same peanut butter ice cream cake I had last year at my parents' house in Tucson.
Miracles of the modern commercial age of chain restaurants nationwide, I suppose.
Feel free to eat some cake in my honor today, my lovelies. Or just because it's fun to eat cake. Whatever.