Kovixen

I would like to thank Hurricane Wilma for totally stressing me out today. Why does a hurricane have to consider going directly over my mother's house at the exact same moment I want to be arriving there? After considering lots of options, we are leaving at the same time as planned, and if we have to do the NC stop to check out Cary on the way down instead of the way back, I can live with that. Although I'll be so anxious to get to FL and see my mom that I may not be as thorough. On the way back I'll wish the vacation was still going on and therefore take my time and stretch it out.

While I am down in FL (on my mom's birthday no less) I may be able to feel the baby move, at least according to the Pregnancy Calendar. I've been told it feels like bubbles or gas. If it's gas, I may ignore it. Let me tell you who don't know, there is nothing that makes a person more gassy than pregnancy. It's like I'm eating sulfer some days. I wonder why Peter hasn't started sleeping on the couch. Oh yeah, one of the legs to the bed broke, and Jordon's sent us a foot of the couch instead of the leg. Dumb asses.

So I have no summer clothes that fit. What to do? The bellaband is my only option. It works pretty well, but it's not the most comfortable thing. My pregger jeans rock, except the elastic is having a few issues. I've started wearing pregger shirts too, but they are mostly super long and cover my stomach to the best of their ability. I want to show off my belly. Not only am I happy and proud to be pregnant (and telling any stranger who will listen), but I don't want to look fat. I gained 10 lbs at my last doctor's visit. That's right! In four weeks! Granted, I had lost 4.5, so really it's a net gain of 5.5, and my doctor was happy with that. But still, how does one do that when they still don't want to eat? I'm not eating for two, I'm just a little less picky about the fat content in everything. Truly, only a little less picky. If I stopped being picky entirely, omg, I don't even want to think about how much I would be weighing. I use my face as my guide. If my face gets fat, I have to stop eating or something. The parasite will be fine.

Because there aren't enough true issues in the world, some people in Fantasia's home town don't like her and have actually started a website about this. Who knew Fantasia lies!

I suck ass at Jeopardy. The catagory is Asia, and a list of all these words come up. I say "Duh, what is garam masala." Nope, the answer is UAE. How did I survive World Studies in 10th grade? I'm so embarrassed.

24 Ways in Which a Woman is Like a Fish

1. Both attracted to shiny objects
2. More fun to catch while drinking
3. Neither travel well
4. There's others in the sea and/or bar
5. Three words: catch and release
6. Both travel in protective groups

7. Small bladders
8. The deeper you go, the scarier they get
9. Their weight largely determines their value
10. [EDITED: My lawyer has requested that I remove this one from the blog… hint: crabs!]
11. They get all ornery if you try to grab their tail
12. Bears will eat either of them

13. Sometimes I likes 'em wild, sometimes I likes 'em farm-raised
14. You must document great catches or no one will believe you -- video preferred
15. Easier to reel in if you let them wear themselves out first
16. Seen the movie Splash? Case closed
17. Cold blooded. Looking your way, Stacy.

18. Neither can operate a vehicle
19. They both eat things
20. The harder they shake their tail, the farther they'll go in life
21. Scales are important to each of them
22. They never have to buy drinks
23. Umm… Eggs? Duh
24. Can hook either with a great line

Thanks Barney.