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Sept 27, 2006
So my new thing is to watch the Price is Right as I do the dishes in the morning...something about Bob Barker is so comforting...besides it makes me think of my Grandpa Oops cause he never missed a show...so it's like Grandpa time in the morning...that and I can't help but hear that line from happy gilmore everytime I watch..."the price is wrong bitch!" Just makes me laugh...oh I'm bad.
Jason calls me yesterday to meet him by the road so he doesn't have to drive over the seven speed bumps in our complex to our apt (we wanted to get a package from the post office before they closed) so I got ready and left the house...now there is a nice walking path and gate that leads to the road but you have to have a key to open it...silly me, I assumed it would take our apt key...not our pool key....so I only took the apt key and left...now next to the walking gate is a big gate to let cars out of our complex, only out not it (don't ask me why I don't get it either) so as I approached the walking gate I thought...Hmmm, maybe I should scoot out with that last car just in case my key doesn't work...but then I was like ah no, my key will work...ha! No such luck...not only did I have the wrong key but I missed the only opportunity to walk out of any of the gates...Jason was almost to the side of the road so I thought I would just scoot under the car gate...but I forgot I have this huge belly...imagine with me...an almost 8 months pregnant woman throwing her purse under a foot and a half gate clearance and then trying to smoothly scoot her body under to the other side...can you see the problem?! Yeah, my belly had other plans and by the time I made it under the damn gate I had a bloody scraped knee and dirt from head to toe...Jason drove up right after that so at least I could sit and clean my wounds with a handy wipe from my purse (see, I'm already preped for motherhood) and tell him of my graceful passage...I can only imagine what our neighbors think of the crazy prenant woman...next time I should sell tickets first.
I know I am not famous for my rainbows and butterflies out look on life...but I just had an epiphany yesterday while walking the dog...there is a portion of walkway that we take several times a day (Bailey and I) that leads from the mail boxes back to our apt...on either side are lush plants and flowers and everyday there are huge and I mean mammoth sized butterflies that flit around you as you walk under the shade of the trees (and they happen to smell heavenly too since they flower) and that's when it hit me, not only do we get rainbows everyday (I have my Grandfathers old prism haning in our bedroom window) but also butterflies AND hummingbirds...it's like a freaking fairly land here and I just now noticed...I mean I noticed before but I didn't put it together...okay, I'm not making sense....I think God is trying to get me to look on the bright side for once...the Pollyanna game if you will...and it's kinda working...maybe it's because I'm not working so I don't have to kiss ass all day...but at the same time I am home alone and friendless so I could choose to feel bad about that too...but for the most part I haven't and I am getting very encouraged that maybe I am changing for once in a very good way...not hating humanity and loathing life is probably a good thing yeah?!
in other news...I've been reading Genesis and I hope I never have a child stickit's arm out to be born only to pull it back inside and let the other guy out first....just get out of my belly...no games and red bracelets...just get out...I cannot fathom how uncomfortable and frustrating that would be ugh!. Baby Guth, listen up babybean...you best be born quickly and in full cooperation with the laws of gravity and normal labor...and I'm timing you so the faster the better...you'll get a gold star if it takes less than 4 hours...see ya in 64-79 days kiddo!

Dec6, 2006
where is my waist?
Current mood:blank
I just realized that I could have spelled the title to this differently and it would have fufilled my love for bathroom talk...but I spared you all.
so the real count down has begun...I am a whopping 9 days from the "big day" and yet I feel that I am really only 4 days away...I've decided that LilyAnna will be born on Sunday...well, I can dream right?! Speaking of dreams...FUNKINESS has invaded my REM cycle lately...some seriously screwed up dreams have been dancing through my brain the last few nights...I'm thinking it may have something to do with my late night reading and the mice we own ratteling their cage...but I'm going to blame the belly...it is the best thing to blame...not Lily mind you...just the belly...it is the guilty party for all wrongs. It's really strange to think that this growth I've gotten so used to and all the extra movement inside will be gone soon...I feel like I'm going to miss it in some strange way...I kinda like having a built in coaster...but I can't wait to be able to put my socks on myself again or be able to see my belly button without contorting into a pregnant pretzle shape...if there is such a thing. OH and I am SO excited to wear jeans again...it's been SO long...thankfully I hae only gained (for the most part) in my belly....and not everywhere...I mean I've got a bit more all around but not enough to really make a ton of difference.
Took a toure of TMC HOSP. last night...I am so glad we are doing a birth center birth...een though they try to make the rooms look homey at the hosp. they end up looking like a mix of hosp. and hotel...weird vibe...I'll be glad to just have the baby and go home...not be locked into staying a couple of days...I just want to go home. wah, wah.
Okay, this is about the most unamusing blog ever...I am boring myself...I blame the belly.