First off, I'm mean.
We were stuck at a red light behind a Jeep with a "Meat is Murder" bumper sticker and a license plate holder that said "Animal Liberation".
So I pulled out my daughters (so-far) uneaten Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese, held it up so the driver ahead of us could see it (if he'd been looking), and mimed going "MMMMMMMM!!!" while rubbing my tummy.
All the while, Silver was laughing hysterically while at the same time begging me to stop.
I just don't know what came over me.
And here's a tip to the fella who sat one seat away from me at our kids' end-of-year band concert:
Chewing gum (or sucking mints, or whatever) does nothing to mask the horrific, stale alchohol miasma surrounding you. It's coming from your PORES.
Deeeesgusting!
Considering just how preggers I am, my nausea was understandable.
I've been saying this for a while, but I'll repeat it: I really need to buy a frickin' digital camera, especially now that I have adorable puppies!!!
Two Italian Greyhound puppies, Tucker and Harley by name, 13 and 10 weeks old, respectively.
The only problem I have right now is the fact that they can't go outside until they've had all their shots. Which sucks, since the breeder in Nebraska didn't start the Giardia vaccine (maybe not needed there?), so I had to start those from scratch.
They get plenty of exercise racing around the apartment, playing tag, chase, and keep-away, but I have to admit my nerves do get a little frazzled! I'm looking forward to taking them on walks, I could certainly use the exercise!
Finally, I had an intensely erotic dream about a fellow blogger, who shall remain nameless, so don't even ask.
As a matter of fact, our activities became so...vigorous that we fell out of my bed, in a good way.
Just another aspect of being pregnant. Constant horniness.
Have a great weekend, everyone! I unfortunately had to go into work for a few hours today, but let's hear it for overtime...yaaaaay!
Oh, and considering that due to somebody in the payroll department, who's probably looking for a new job as I type this, accidentally fucking up, 1000 hotel employees, including my humble self, did not get paid yesterday, the fact that I was willing to come in today and work on my day off should earn me plenty of brownie points, maybe even a gold star!!!
Did that last sentence make sense? I don't know, I've read it about five times and I'm tired, so nighty-night!
4 comments:
"Finally, I had an intensely erotic dream about a fellow blogger, who shall remain nameless, so don't even ask.
As a matter of fact, our activities became so...vigorous that we fell out of my bed, in a good way."
Awwwww Christina, I've been thinking about you, too! ;)
See, I knew this was gonna happen!
So I'll just say what I planned on saying if anyone asked:
No comment!!
Oh, and AD - got your book last week, read it in a day...excellent, excellent reading!
Funny, touching and inspiring, what more could one ask for?
Well, Silver is reading and enjoying it now, too, and she'd probably say it needs some pokemon or aliens or something.
Yes, I have an almost 16-year-old girls who still collects pokemon cards. And insists she'll take her entire collection to college with her, too.
You can tell me; I can handle it. Was the dream about me? :P
About the alcohol miasma - never been preggers, but am smell-sensitive, and I loathe that oxidizing-booze odor - horrific. I don't drink much or often, but I certainly hope I have never smelled that way-- sheesh!
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