Hump Day Update

Quite honestly, I don't know what to say anymore about all these blogger ladies* I follow popping out the babies (not to mention non-blog friends). Seriously. Lots of pregnant-ness going on. Starting to make me all atsy like I'm going to miss the train or something. Y'all are making me nervous! But, again, quite honestly, I don't know that I want munchkins yet. I am the only butt-head in my household working (yes, I know the argument of "there is never a good time to have a baby" but this is very much not even remotely close to a "good time"; it's not even a "just ok" time). I will not give into the baby peer-pressure yet.

* Katie, Tooj, Sherry, WI, Dooce

Speaking of peer pressure, I did get pressured to join the good cause of donating my cheek skin particles to the bone marrow donation registry at the beer festival we went to this past weekend. Nothing like getting accosted by do-gooders at the beer garden entrance and told sad stories about children with leukemia when all you really want to do is get in there and get some tasty brews and instead are kinda bummed out for the next half-hour. But it is a good thing to do, so I said, "why not?" and signed up. Is it wrong to now hope that my good karmic gesture get returned to me in some form, like, maybe a job for The Husband? I know, (a) it's very un-karmic/disingenuous of me for that to think of that way, and (7) I've likely just repaid some previous karmic bad-debt I had. Feh.

The house stuff is moving along, slowly. We installed casing on the doors and I've been caulking up the gaps and such over the past two weeks. The plan is to buy baseboards and fireplace mantel wood this weekend so maybe we'll have that stuff done before year end.

Alright, good folks of the interwebbings, I had a little too much Diet Coke, and pee fairy is calling.


  1. If it makes you feel better, it was an accident. Of course, all of mine have been. :) Wonderful accidents that you somehow figure out how to work into your life.

  2. You know...they are probably using your cheek cell DNA to produce a tiny chacha (i mean a tinier chacha)! :)

    So don't worry about having that baby!

    But really...I can't wait 'til you are knocked up! Those are going to be some funny posts!

  3. i hear you.

    no baby lust yet, but the idea is still lovely!



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