Hey peeps. It's Thursday, so that means new VAMPIRE DIARIES, 30 Rock, The Office and also my four year anniversary of being betrothed to the next best thing to Chris Pine or Jackson Rathbone in birthday suits.....my hubs.
Quick sum up: Hubs and I have known each other since I was 18. We were best buds for a long time, going through a divorce (me) and a girlfriend or two (him...duh) but we always kept that pull. My personal Jacob decided to look at me one day and ask "Why the F*** aren't we together?" and since I couldn't respond, we had a circus themed wedding in a mall, a couple of kids and countless dutch oven fights (gross). I'm lucky, and even though most times all you guys see is my very hilarious exterior that short squatty Mexican man makes me all giggly and melty inside.
Ok...enough of that Freddie Prinze Jr movie crap. On to other things:
I totally failed a glucose test on Tuesday, so I have to go back tomorrow and redo it. Boring pregnancy info alert: When you are pregnant, they check you for pregnancy diabetes. You can develop them in pregnancy and it can be a bit of a risk for you and baby if you have them and they don't know it. So basically they give you this super sugary drink (tastes like a flat 7up....like really flat and super duper sweet) and you have to chug it down in three minutes. Then, you wait one hour (ugh) and they prick your finger. Now, I can easily handle shots, blood being drawn, etc---but prick my finger and I cry like a baby. I hate it. It hurts soooooo bad! Anyways, they prick your finger, take your blood sugar, and if you pass, great, you don't have it. If you fail, then they retest. Except it's a THREE HOUR TEST (A THREE HOUR TEST...lol...Think Gilligan's Island Theme Song!) Problems I have with all this: For those of you who don't remember or don't care, etc----I'm a former gastric bypass patient (I was a super fattie, now I'm a normal fattie?) so me and sugar don't mix. When I even eat a small part of a candy bar or something I feel like I'm about to die (it's how they make you skinny lol) so when I drink something like that nasty glucose drink (which is like the equivalent of four cans of dr pepper or something) I start sweating, feeling clammy, faint, etc. They haven't really come out with a better test here, so there's not a bunch I can do but suffer. So tomorrow I'll be dragging my fat butt back to the doctor's office with New Moon and The Lovely Bones in hand to try again. Ugh.
Saw Paranormal Activity twice. Was awesome. Still need to see Zombieland.
Not much new that's worth mentioning. Daedalus in Exile is awesome if you are like Janny and love vampy Eddie. Ithaca is Gorges is almost complete, so people should start it. Started Shadows, seems alright. Jasper fans should be reading the angsty freaking Last Love Lost/Found fics. Just got a bit more interesting. Branded did have a slightly chunkier Bella, but she was like a size 12----I want a Bella that has to catalog order Sh$t lol. I want a Bella whose thighs are constantly causing grassfires and stuff. You know---more like me. (I can't wear courdoroy for that reason lol).
I know I'm old when I seriously don't understand a single thing that those kids say on The Hills.
Currently addicted to some show on Bravo called Million Dollar Listing and one on the travel channel called Man Vs Food.
Starting to paint the nursery this weekend. Alice is kicking a ton---almost though last Saturday I was in early labor, but turns out it was just really stinky gas pains. Pregnancy----ah, so beautiful lol.
Ah---here comes the Ruthicon. She's been a little meaner than usual lately because she's trying to get knocked up and doesn't understand why God allows me, the heathen, to do so and not her. Of course, she's only been trying for like a month, so it's not like she' s put in a real effort yet, but I'm trying to take her comments about my "satan spawn" as she dubs Alice (who kicks like nuts when Ruthicon is within twenty yards) with a grain of something. Something about babies really puts some people in a crabby mood. Oh---today her rant is going to be about Scientology in case you wanted to know. As I type she's explaining to those around her why it's "an abomination of the Holy Spirit" and whatnot. If it's one thing Ruthicon can't stand it's Scientology or things she doesn't get. She boycotts all Tom Cruise and Travolta movies, because she says if you go they are putting subliminal messages in there. Yep----that's EXACTLY what happened in Mission Impossible 3----it was a recruitment for the church lol.
See---this is why Mommy wants a drink Alice.