We're getting old.
Grips's had his 33rd birthday party on Saturday night and none of us have the stamina to go the sistance any more. There was a time when we would have been smoking/drinking & whatnot into the wee hours of the morning. This time, we left at 10:30...and that was after most everyone else had already left. It's a sad day.
Tomorrow I'm going to see about updating the pictures so you all can see how round I'm getting. I should have a new ultrasound pic later this week too.
Right now, the baby just told me it's time to eat - again.
Peace.
Sunday, March 23, 2003
Thursday, March 20, 2003
Give the Lady a Cigar - Toad, Blixx & I were just discussing Monica Lewinski's brief brush with fame...and now this!
Howard Stern Sues Disney for 10 million - the new show 'Are You Hot' is a blatant rip off of a bit that Stern has been doing for years, called The Evaluators. And Stern does it better. Who cares what Lorenzo Lamas has to say about a no-neck guy? Get Snoop Dog & his posse in there to discuss if a woman is Ho worthy or not. Now THAT's compelling entertainment.
Howard Stern Sues Disney for 10 million - the new show 'Are You Hot' is a blatant rip off of a bit that Stern has been doing for years, called The Evaluators. And Stern does it better. Who cares what Lorenzo Lamas has to say about a no-neck guy? Get Snoop Dog & his posse in there to discuss if a woman is Ho worthy or not. Now THAT's compelling entertainment.
I'm beat today for some reason. I went up to bed at like 10:30 last night, intendign to read and nod off, but Grips called several times after 11 to discuss how he was drunk, it was his birthday & we are at war. They are calling this the Gulf War 2...ummm, can't we come up with something a little better than that?
We've got our neighborhood meeting tonight at 6:30. I'm hoping that our next door neighbor shows up so we can discuss how he was supposed to move all (shyt, even SOME) of the junk cars & boats off his property before 'the holidays.' The trucks he has parked on the street block my view as I back out of the driveway, and I almost got clipped again this am. I am extra sick of looking at all the crap he has in his yard. The house across the street from him has been for sale for almost a year with no takers, I believe in part to the less than scenic junkyard view they have across the st. I mean, I live on a city street in a row of moderate sized homes, nothing flashy or special, but lots of families and folks who care about their yards...then there is this sore thumb guy who cares NOT! Yeah, hormonal pregnant lady on a tear..he's screwed. I've printed out some info on donating vehicles to charities for tax deductions...that should motivate! Other than that, these meetings tend to drone on & on. Blixx will once again be absent, since he's working today.
Blixx working is a good thing, don't get me wrong. He was looking at having all of this week booked for a while there, but then that job got postponed. I've been on the look out for employment oportunities, even part time for him, but I don't think he's followed up on anything. I keep trying, but he just won't motivate to take growing his business seriously. I'm a little frustrated with his lack of motivation, but this he already knows. Perhaps some hormonal rage will do the trick.
Mmmmm chocolate.
We've got our neighborhood meeting tonight at 6:30. I'm hoping that our next door neighbor shows up so we can discuss how he was supposed to move all (shyt, even SOME) of the junk cars & boats off his property before 'the holidays.' The trucks he has parked on the street block my view as I back out of the driveway, and I almost got clipped again this am. I am extra sick of looking at all the crap he has in his yard. The house across the street from him has been for sale for almost a year with no takers, I believe in part to the less than scenic junkyard view they have across the st. I mean, I live on a city street in a row of moderate sized homes, nothing flashy or special, but lots of families and folks who care about their yards...then there is this sore thumb guy who cares NOT! Yeah, hormonal pregnant lady on a tear..he's screwed. I've printed out some info on donating vehicles to charities for tax deductions...that should motivate! Other than that, these meetings tend to drone on & on. Blixx will once again be absent, since he's working today.
Blixx working is a good thing, don't get me wrong. He was looking at having all of this week booked for a while there, but then that job got postponed. I've been on the look out for employment oportunities, even part time for him, but I don't think he's followed up on anything. I keep trying, but he just won't motivate to take growing his business seriously. I'm a little frustrated with his lack of motivation, but this he already knows. Perhaps some hormonal rage will do the trick.
Mmmmm chocolate.
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
So Rioux the kitten is no longer a man. He came back from the vet’s no problem, but more than a little groggy. No purring and he didn’t want to be cuddled. You really can’t blame the poor thing. We watched the movie Blue Crush (great shots of surfing but little of anything else) then Blixx went out boozing with Grips, and I went to bed early with the little guy pressed into the back of my knees sleeping it off. This morning he seemed good as new, purring up a storm and demanding sustenance.
They did work on the water main in my street yesterday afternoon, so when the H2O was turned back on it was running all brown and murky. I called the DPW and they said to let it run for a while and it would be fine. Unfortunately, I discovered this am that all is not fine. The drain in the tub was plugged up when I took a shower so the water pooled up, all icky around my ankles. I had no choice to just pretend that I was getting clean and move on. The drain was still plugged up when I left, and I really thought it was just me that couldn’t get the damn thing to work. I left a note for Blixx and blasted out of the house, running ever so late as usual. We live in an old house with old plumbing and apparently there was a clog just as old! Blixx spent the morning taking apart the tub and snaking the pipes. He sounded thrilled when I talked to him. I hope that the water is running clear now, and that if it isn’t that Blixx has called again to report the problem. I actually hope that Blixx is doing a lot of things today.
They did work on the water main in my street yesterday afternoon, so when the H2O was turned back on it was running all brown and murky. I called the DPW and they said to let it run for a while and it would be fine. Unfortunately, I discovered this am that all is not fine. The drain in the tub was plugged up when I took a shower so the water pooled up, all icky around my ankles. I had no choice to just pretend that I was getting clean and move on. The drain was still plugged up when I left, and I really thought it was just me that couldn’t get the damn thing to work. I left a note for Blixx and blasted out of the house, running ever so late as usual. We live in an old house with old plumbing and apparently there was a clog just as old! Blixx spent the morning taking apart the tub and snaking the pipes. He sounded thrilled when I talked to him. I hope that the water is running clear now, and that if it isn’t that Blixx has called again to report the problem. I actually hope that Blixx is doing a lot of things today.
Monday, March 17, 2003
HAPPY ST PATRICK’S DAY! Would one of you please be kind enough to get sauced on my behalf this evening? Thanks. Don’t forget that you’re drinking for two.
I’m a working woman again, at least temporarily. My friend Pastor is on vacation this week and hooked me up with a weeklong receptionist gig at a law firm. So far, so good. The phones aren’t all that busy and everyone seems really nice. It’s strange to have to get up in the early am (for more than the inevitable pee) and to have someplace to go for the day. Of course, Murphy’s Law prevails and this week will be the first real glimpse of spring…and I’m stuck inside. I do get an hour for lunch and a couple breaks, so I’ve been walking around downtown. I actually broke a sweat at lunch!
Tomorrow is D-day for the kitten. He’s off to the vet to get the big snip snip, and just in the nick of time too because he’s getting really randy with the other cats and they have had just about enough of him. He still has the loudest purr ever recorded and likes to sleep under the covers between Blixx and I. His youthful enthusiasm is sometimes a bit hard to take, especially at 4 am when I’ve just managed to fall back to sleep.
The nursery is almost painted…just needs some touch ups. I did two-tone with light yellow on the top of the walls, and lavender on the bottom portion. Rather than a straight line of delineation between the two (like a normal person might have done) I did a wavy line in a light green. The green is also on the baseboards and door/window frames. You’re probably thinking Clown College, but I think it looks cheerful and nice. I’ll post pictures eventually so you can agree with me.
I caught up on some blogs over the weekend, and I have to agree with GClef that it is next to impossible to find maternity cloths, especially pants, for the petite. Too bad I can’t sew, otherwise it would be a great money making idea. I just went to the Maternity Outlet store, where things are still wicked expensive unfortunately, and exhausted myself trying on every pair of pants in the place. ALL were too long, except the capri’s which fit like regular pants until I wash them, at which time they will be highwaters and I’ll look like someone’s poor relation. I did manage to pick up two summer shirts because it’s a sauna in this office! My brain is melting!!!
Mom gave in to my choice of where the baby shower should be and says it’s all booked and ready to go, and that I don’t have to worry about another thing. That means, it will be smurfy and there’s nothing I can do about it. Whatever – these things are always smart & little. I believe it’s the last Sunday in April, but invites will be going out soon.
I’ve been feeling good, although I get tired in the afternoons. Bodily functions seem to be leveling off, which is a relief. My belly is getting rounder by the day, although I’ve had two people tell me today that I look great for someone just entering the 3rd trimester. Blixx and I went for a walk in the woods yesterday and for about a minute I was feeling great going up hill, without that burning lung sensation I used to have as a smoker. Then the extra 17 lbs of baby belly caught up with me and I was huffing and puffing again. Oh well. I’ve been a non-smoker for 4 months now and I wish I could say that I don’t miss it, but I do. Of course, then I get a whiff of someone in a store or out somewhere who smokes and I realize that I used to hork like that…makes me a little sick.
I’m a working woman again, at least temporarily. My friend Pastor is on vacation this week and hooked me up with a weeklong receptionist gig at a law firm. So far, so good. The phones aren’t all that busy and everyone seems really nice. It’s strange to have to get up in the early am (for more than the inevitable pee) and to have someplace to go for the day. Of course, Murphy’s Law prevails and this week will be the first real glimpse of spring…and I’m stuck inside. I do get an hour for lunch and a couple breaks, so I’ve been walking around downtown. I actually broke a sweat at lunch!
Tomorrow is D-day for the kitten. He’s off to the vet to get the big snip snip, and just in the nick of time too because he’s getting really randy with the other cats and they have had just about enough of him. He still has the loudest purr ever recorded and likes to sleep under the covers between Blixx and I. His youthful enthusiasm is sometimes a bit hard to take, especially at 4 am when I’ve just managed to fall back to sleep.
The nursery is almost painted…just needs some touch ups. I did two-tone with light yellow on the top of the walls, and lavender on the bottom portion. Rather than a straight line of delineation between the two (like a normal person might have done) I did a wavy line in a light green. The green is also on the baseboards and door/window frames. You’re probably thinking Clown College, but I think it looks cheerful and nice. I’ll post pictures eventually so you can agree with me.
I caught up on some blogs over the weekend, and I have to agree with GClef that it is next to impossible to find maternity cloths, especially pants, for the petite. Too bad I can’t sew, otherwise it would be a great money making idea. I just went to the Maternity Outlet store, where things are still wicked expensive unfortunately, and exhausted myself trying on every pair of pants in the place. ALL were too long, except the capri’s which fit like regular pants until I wash them, at which time they will be highwaters and I’ll look like someone’s poor relation. I did manage to pick up two summer shirts because it’s a sauna in this office! My brain is melting!!!
Mom gave in to my choice of where the baby shower should be and says it’s all booked and ready to go, and that I don’t have to worry about another thing. That means, it will be smurfy and there’s nothing I can do about it. Whatever – these things are always smart & little. I believe it’s the last Sunday in April, but invites will be going out soon.
I’ve been feeling good, although I get tired in the afternoons. Bodily functions seem to be leveling off, which is a relief. My belly is getting rounder by the day, although I’ve had two people tell me today that I look great for someone just entering the 3rd trimester. Blixx and I went for a walk in the woods yesterday and for about a minute I was feeling great going up hill, without that burning lung sensation I used to have as a smoker. Then the extra 17 lbs of baby belly caught up with me and I was huffing and puffing again. Oh well. I’ve been a non-smoker for 4 months now and I wish I could say that I don’t miss it, but I do. Of course, then I get a whiff of someone in a store or out somewhere who smokes and I realize that I used to hork like that…makes me a little sick.
Monday, March 03, 2003
No, your eyes do not decieve you. I am back, however briefly.
To catch up:
I'm still pregnant & I've popped. No, my belly button has not gone all Purdue timer on me. I mean that (seemingly) overnight I have a pregnant lady belly. It was the strangest thing - one day I was checking myself out in the mirror, wondering who this heavier version of me was, then the next I'm all like hey there baby belly. Mostly I'm feeling good, but I was down for the count for several days due to lower back pain that wouldn't quit. Oh, how I long for the days when I could just take 2 little Aleve for any old ache & pain or when I could drink myself to sleep. Good times...good times. Bodily functions are all very dramatic - I'm HUNGRY, rather than hungry. I NEED TO GO TO SLEEP OR REST, rather than being a little tired. I HAVE TO PEE - that one you just have to get the hell out of the way for. I pee every 1/2 hour to 45 mins...if I sleep through the night it's a miracle. I don't even have to be fully awake to scuffle downstairs and take a leek then right back put my cold hands and feet on Blixx.
Feeling the baby move is a real trip. When it first started I wasn't sure if it was the baby or gas bubbles. As time has progressed, I can definately tell the difference. She (98% sure it's a girl from ultrasound - no amnio needle-in-the-where-now for me) gets really active if I have caffiene, or forget to eat for a few hours or am trying to lay down and relax. Blixx has been able to feel her too...the smile on his face was priceless. The past few days she's been moving around non-stop! My MD says that I'll miss it when she's not an inny any more. Next MD visit is the sugar test and I'm concerned that I'll have gestational diabetes...my sugar level was slightly elevated this last visit and I took great care to have a particlarly healthy breakfast before I went in...my fat cousin had diabetes with her pregnancy and it's on the list of things wrong with my grandmother too. I really hope that I won't have to go on a no-sugar diet...eating all the fruits and veggies and grains I'm supposed to have is already getting to me. Blixx will have to do all the shopping so that no boxed of Milano's get snuck in.
Speaking of my grandmother, her health is failing. She's on oxygen 100% of the time now, and her doctor thinks she's bleeding internally due to cancer. Nanny fiercly refused to go into surgery again. She also fights with the nurses and has been written up by the hursing home staff several times for her language and throwing things. She's not healty, but she's as mean as ever.
Still unemployed and it looks like it's going to stay that way for a while. I've broken the sloth habit by being sure to set an alarm every day so that I'm not wasting away in bed. Every day I make sure to get something done, be it a pesky domestic chore or getting the nursery all set. We made HUGE progress there this weekend...the room is cleared. I type to you from what used to be the guest room, and is now the office. Blixx is working most of this week (friggin finally biz is picking up!!!!) so I'm going to tackle painting with the assistance of the poor sap who asks "Can I help you?" at Home Depot.
Blixx is camping this weekend - yep, winter camping. No...thanks. Then I think a bunch of folks are going skiing for the day on Sunday or Monday, so I'll have some time to kill. Strange that he's been home almost every day for a month and now I won't see him for a week. I long for a 'normal' schedule. My mother is up my ass about planning the baby shower. She wants me to have input, then gets mad when I haven't researched any places in the 12 hours between phone calls. I really didn't think it was such a high priority, but she is looking to put on a good show, since (and she reminds me of this constantly) we ran away to get married and denied her the thrill of hosting a party, she's looking for something formal and expensive. Right now, she's tentatively booked the Publick House in Sturbridge MA, and we're getting together later this week to look at some other places out there. She is intensely not keen about my Mohegan Sun idea. Drat!
The baby says its time to eat again, so I'm off.
To catch up:
I'm still pregnant & I've popped. No, my belly button has not gone all Purdue timer on me. I mean that (seemingly) overnight I have a pregnant lady belly. It was the strangest thing - one day I was checking myself out in the mirror, wondering who this heavier version of me was, then the next I'm all like hey there baby belly. Mostly I'm feeling good, but I was down for the count for several days due to lower back pain that wouldn't quit. Oh, how I long for the days when I could just take 2 little Aleve for any old ache & pain or when I could drink myself to sleep. Good times...good times. Bodily functions are all very dramatic - I'm HUNGRY, rather than hungry. I NEED TO GO TO SLEEP OR REST, rather than being a little tired. I HAVE TO PEE - that one you just have to get the hell out of the way for. I pee every 1/2 hour to 45 mins...if I sleep through the night it's a miracle. I don't even have to be fully awake to scuffle downstairs and take a leek then right back put my cold hands and feet on Blixx.
Feeling the baby move is a real trip. When it first started I wasn't sure if it was the baby or gas bubbles. As time has progressed, I can definately tell the difference. She (98% sure it's a girl from ultrasound - no amnio needle-in-the-where-now for me) gets really active if I have caffiene, or forget to eat for a few hours or am trying to lay down and relax. Blixx has been able to feel her too...the smile on his face was priceless. The past few days she's been moving around non-stop! My MD says that I'll miss it when she's not an inny any more. Next MD visit is the sugar test and I'm concerned that I'll have gestational diabetes...my sugar level was slightly elevated this last visit and I took great care to have a particlarly healthy breakfast before I went in...my fat cousin had diabetes with her pregnancy and it's on the list of things wrong with my grandmother too. I really hope that I won't have to go on a no-sugar diet...eating all the fruits and veggies and grains I'm supposed to have is already getting to me. Blixx will have to do all the shopping so that no boxed of Milano's get snuck in.
Speaking of my grandmother, her health is failing. She's on oxygen 100% of the time now, and her doctor thinks she's bleeding internally due to cancer. Nanny fiercly refused to go into surgery again. She also fights with the nurses and has been written up by the hursing home staff several times for her language and throwing things. She's not healty, but she's as mean as ever.
Still unemployed and it looks like it's going to stay that way for a while. I've broken the sloth habit by being sure to set an alarm every day so that I'm not wasting away in bed. Every day I make sure to get something done, be it a pesky domestic chore or getting the nursery all set. We made HUGE progress there this weekend...the room is cleared. I type to you from what used to be the guest room, and is now the office. Blixx is working most of this week (friggin finally biz is picking up!!!!) so I'm going to tackle painting with the assistance of the poor sap who asks "Can I help you?" at Home Depot.
Blixx is camping this weekend - yep, winter camping. No...thanks. Then I think a bunch of folks are going skiing for the day on Sunday or Monday, so I'll have some time to kill. Strange that he's been home almost every day for a month and now I won't see him for a week. I long for a 'normal' schedule. My mother is up my ass about planning the baby shower. She wants me to have input, then gets mad when I haven't researched any places in the 12 hours between phone calls. I really didn't think it was such a high priority, but she is looking to put on a good show, since (and she reminds me of this constantly) we ran away to get married and denied her the thrill of hosting a party, she's looking for something formal and expensive. Right now, she's tentatively booked the Publick House in Sturbridge MA, and we're getting together later this week to look at some other places out there. She is intensely not keen about my Mohegan Sun idea. Drat!
The baby says its time to eat again, so I'm off.
