In my defense...

If you've read the second comment on my last post I must come to my own defense, cause really who will, if I don't!

A-Pop has recounted in every gory detail of the incident just how crazy I am for things in order when I set my mind to it. I've copy and pasted the comment for your ease of finding it. She nailed it! That's exactly how it went down...so read! i wound up laughing so hard I cried (I laughed, I cried, it was a good flick!)

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I read the entire post, but I'm still stuck on you putting the magazine's in date order. And, sorry, but I have to tell the story.

Around this time 3 years ago when I was practically living at the F residence, I woke on a Saturday morning to a particular and familiar sound of plastic jewel cases clanging together. Woobie and I sleepily shuffled out of the bedroom to see PF in front of the entertainment center with roughly 20 piles of CD's -- all in their respective cases -- stacked around her in a fort-like fashion. She peered up at me with a look of guilt and when I asked what she was doing, she hung her head and mumbled.

"What?" I asked again.
"I'm alfmummblemumble."
"One more time."
"I'm ALPHABETIZING, OKAY?"
"You're alphabetizing."
"Yes."
"At 7:15."
"Yes."
"A FUCKING M."
"Yes."
"On a Saturday?"
"YES!"
"And I'm FRIENDS WITH YOU??"

And she explained that while looking for a particular Christmas CD that was required to be played during the wrapping of purchased holiday gifts, she was plagued by the disorganization of the cabinet. I need not explain further.

And no. I didn't help. Me and the dog were too busy laughing.

Back then, the excuse of pregnancy was invalid. With child or not, magazines will be filed by date, CD's by artists last name, and moving boxes will be color coordinated by room, numbered, and labeled by contents.

It's why we love her, people. It's just why we love her. (END OF COMMENT HERE)

We seriously can't make this stuff up. It really did happen. Yeah, sure, I could deny it, I could deny knowing this person who posted the comment altogether (but I so wouldn't cause I need my A-Pop - if for no other reason but to keep me in check on just such an occasion as this one!).

I really did alphabetize all my CDs. She came out of the room at 7:15 a.m. which means I easily started my little project at least an hour prior to being caught red handed!

And really, in my defense...who doesn't want their CDs alphabetized? I mean, we've all been there, we scan over and over and over again looking for the CD we want when they are out of order and by half way through the second scan you want to use each jewel case CD holder as a Japanese Star to cause harm to the creators of those damn things in the first place. I had to put them in order, it just had to be done. And I really did label my moving boxes by a long list and numbered and cataloged each and every one of them. But nothing got lost, except come to think of it, sadly my Pampered Chef bread knife and carving set never did make it to the other side of the move :-(!!! I think it made it to the new house, but was thrown out in a random box or something.

Come to think of it, my CDs have since moved and have since jumped out of order again. Anyone wanna help put them back in alphabetical order. I'm thinking that's a project I should add to the list of things I should do before the baby comes and I no longer have time to be the anal "everything must be in balance" Libra I am. Shutter the thought! Should I mention that my filing cabinet is full of folders of which I fill with past bills and the folders are in alphabetical order (don't worry, the bills aren't in date order) by vendor name. That's a project and a half filing the bills away in the folders (for that just in case moment I need to reference one of them).

Now you know my little secret, do you still love me?

Crazy pregnant dreams and other pregnant stuff...

2 nights ago I had a dream. Not so pleasant. Not so much fun. But I did give birth in it. It went like this.

I was in jail (of all places)...me?...right there...in jail...just totally crazy! It was the most dark, rank jail I've ever seen in my life. I felt the baby kicking and the baby's foot was basically under the skin of my stomach but protruding so far out of my body I could grab on to it (and basically play this little piggy went to the market). One minute I'm grabbing the baby's foot, the next I'm holding the baby's foot and giving birth all at the same time (as in, holding the baby's foot yet watching the head come out). Of course I let go of the foot even though the baby was early. And when it arrived, it was a boy. I don't know...does that mean it's a boy. If so...you're 0 for 2, A-Pop! Utoh! The dream ended before I could say the baby's name too so I'm not gonna say it here either.

I've given in to accepting that I now have pregnancy induced carpal tunnel syndrome. It surfaced in Hawaii in my right hand/arm/wrist/fingers/etc. and it's only gotten worse. And as of Sunday I finally broke down and bought a wrist brace for my right arm. Wouldn't you know it, now my left one is bothering me too. Aahhhhhhh!!! I can't sleep comfortably because my arms fall asleep in any/all positions. My hands feel achy like I have lime disease in them. The only thing keeping me sane is the fact that the doctor said it would go away 2 or 3 weeks after birth (if anyone knows differently, don't tell me cause I am grasping at that one light at the end of my tunnel...I mean it...don't say a word or we're not friends).

I swear earlier today I had a foot in between two of my ribs and it was trying to pry them apart.

Today I have 54 days left until baby's EDD (estimated due date...this is the last time I'm spelling this out). I'm not nervous about birth, i'm not nervous about being a mom but I am so not prepared at home...yeah I have the room painted and the chair rail up, yeah I have the infant car seat just in case, yeah I have a cradle (which by the way, I slept in as did the rest of the family too...not last night though...when we were baby's...teehee :-) ), yeah I have a package of newborn diapers and yeah I have a small package of breast pads in case of leakage.....But ask me if I have any clothes, anything for the baby to wear home from the hospital, any of the essentials...ask me if I've had a baby shower...NO!...NO!...NO!...NO!...and...NO! to all of the above. Ask me if I've cleaned out the baby's room of the cradge we've been storing there...NO!...But that is my own fault and I've made some progress but not done by any stretch of the imagination. Ask me if I was in nesting mode last Saturday and woke up at 6, laid in bed for an hour and when I finally had enough of pretending I might be able to fall back asleep I shot out of bed like a rocket ship and proceeded to overturn the couch and the chair and a half in the living room and vacuum not only the floor underneath the furniture but also the underside of the furniture. That's where all the pet hair goes to hide, in all the mechanisms of the couch and chair....iew gross! I also not only vacuumed the area rug in the living room but overturned the rug and vacuumed the underside of it and vacuumed the floor underneath it. I decided I didn't like the book shelf the cook book were on in the kitchen, so I made hubbie go get the other one from upstairs so I could swap them. And you know the nesting thing is bad when I not only reorganized the cook books and magazines but put the magazines in date order. So if you need a "Cooking Light" magazine from the past 4 years, just let me know, I can find it in a flash because they are in yearly and monthly order. :-) CRAZY! Totally crazy!!! And what did hubbie do? Well he puttered around too a little bit. he mostly just warned Guinness to stay clear of the Tazmanian Devil that was whirling around the house or else he might get sucked up by the vacuum too. The downstairs was essentially spotless, but upstairs, another story. Grrrrr! Never know, maybe I'll get an urge this weekend or something.

Oh My Goodness!!! This heartburn is killing me! Buy stock in Tums!

Did I really shower this morning, dry off, get dressed, straighten up for the cleaning people, feed the cat, let the dog out, eat my oatmeal, get my lunch together and THEN...go into the bathroom to blow dry my hair and ... WHY WOULDN'T MY HAIR DRY ...Ummm...maybe because I never rinsed the conditioner out of it!!! I fluttered around the house no kidding for an hour doing all those other things before i got around to the blow drying part and then had to wet my head all over again. Grrrr!!! Hmmm...Could have something to do with the fact that I woke up just before 1 a.m. this morning, went to pee and then couldn't fall back asleep and finally after tossing and turning for an hour and a half I went downstairs and cuddled on the couch with the cat. I am so tired! Please send me home!

54 DAYS! Give or take! Depends on when baby arrives. I'm sure because of my anticipation, the baby will be here later (sorry A-Pop). The baby is head down right now and at this very moment I feel that foot thumping my rib and my sternum bone and when I push on it it high fives me. I can't wait for pay back when the baby is born and I can tickle that Li'l Foot! My little Thumper!

Unexplainable phenomenon...

Below is a list of things that just can't be explained by any stretch of the imagination.

For instance...

I was driving home from the train station one night last week and was about to go around a hard right curve...and felt the need to put on my right blinker. It was not as if I was making a right turn from the road I was on onto another road...it was just a really hard right turn (about 90 degrees).

And if that wasn't bad enough...

I did it again at the same exact curve the next night too! And totally called my myself out on it too, "Ass, that's two nights in a row."

And how about...

Why is it before I leave for Hawaii I am fine on the train and could get comfortable...but I come back from Hawaii and the train ride is excrutiatingly long and I just want to wiggle my nose and be home already and I can't cross my legs (that's uncomfortable) and I can't slouch down in the seat and brace my knees on the seat in front of me (that squishes the baby which in turn squishes my air capacity) and I can't sit still because my legs start bothering me which makes my back start bothering me.

And don't forget...

Focusing...on anything...at any given time...not so much anymore!

And how is it possible...

That I am more anal now than I was before I was pregnant. We rearranged the furniture in our room this past weekend and when hubbie was putting the drawers back in the dresser (there are 3 wide skinny drawers, 2 wide deep drawers, 2 deep narrow drawers and 2 skinny small drawers...and technically all are interchangeable with the like drawers), he put the wrong drawers in the wrong spots and I went over each time and rearranged them after he was trying so hard just to help me out. Should I have lifted those drawers...well, no...should I have emptied the drawers out of the dresser and the armoir before enlisting the help of hubbie...well, no...should I have swung the dresser out from the wall by myself before enlisting the help of hubbie...well, no...but did I do all of the above...YES! **sigh**

And...

Does the cat really understand me when I talk? I'm upstairs this morning and she's at the bottom of the stairs meowing at me to get my ass down there and feed her already and the following human/feline conversation ensued...

me: Hi Keoki!
cat: meow!
me: are you hungry?
cat: meow!
me: do you want food?
cat: meow!
me: i'll be down in a minute.
cat: meow!
me: are you starving?
cat: meow!

Am I supposed to understand what each of her meows means. They pretty much sound the same. She's so polite tho, as I am finally making my way down the stairs I stop and lean over the banister to talk to her and as I started to say something, she simultaneously tried to meow and when she realized I was talking she made her meow really really quiet.

And what's up with...

Me trying to call one of my friends at work yesterday but she wasn't there, and I got distracted doing something else but, 5 minutes later she called me from home but didn't know I tried calling her at work.

And why...

Did I not fall back to sleep after hubbie left this morning, but instead decided I would tackle some of the mess in the baby's room and organize stuff and when all was said and done and it came time for me to get in the shower all I had really done was move the pile of stuff from one wall to the other and really didn't resolve any of the mess issue at all.

And it's so annoying that...

Hubbie has felt the baby move on occasion, but the times I really want him to feel it, the very instant hubbie puts his hand on my belly, the moving stops. Why? Grrrrr!

Short tales...

The following are just a bunch of short tales (instead of my dang long winded usual novels I produce on one single subject) I need to tell you about but shouldn't post as separate blogs so you don't miss any of them. There's the title and then the blurb about it. Read on...

Hawaii...

I'm having a hard time working up the energy to blog about Hawaii. How do I sum up 2 weeks in Hawaii? I can't seem to figure out where to start to blog about Hawaii and I can't find the time since work has been so busy since I've been back and will slow down next week or the week after. I'll get to it...at some point. Just go look at the pix again and shush!


Ceiling fan...

This morning I had to go down stairs to get my pants out of the dryer and decided to treat the cat to a morning upstairs with me (shhhhh...don't tell hubbie). I put her on the bed and she was mezmorized by the ceiling fan...as in couldn't take her eyes off it. What is she, a baby? Babies are mezmorized by ceiling fans, I know this from experience, I've put many a baby to sleep while rocking the baby in my arms and them dozing off to lala land by watching the ceiling fan. But Keoki just stared at it, eyes wide...as if it were a turkey vulture ready to swoop down and grab her by the whiskers. Then...I turned it on...and her gaze was even more intense. Crazy, but funny.

Shower...crash...bang...rolllllll...

So the cat having very little experience exploring the upstairs, was all into everything this morning. I went into the shower and about 3/4's of the way through my shower I hear...crash...bang...rolllllllllll!!!! I thought for sure before that she had gone back downstairs and hurled herself up and over the gate at the bottom of the stairs but no. I got out of the shower, dried off, opened the door and apparently the stupid fat cat tried to jump her fat ass up on the little book shelf but didn't have quite enough umph! and crashed to the floor...took off down the stairs...and knocked down my snail shells, hence the rolllllll-ing I heard at the end of the crash and bang part of the incident.

Finally...

I am finally looking pregnant at 7 months. And feeling pregnant too. If it weren't for TMI, I'd tell you about the most intimate of details but really, I think you'd rather be spared the details. But as for the G rated reasons, I seriously go to work in the morning, just make it through the day...ride the the train, drive my car home, eat dinner and go to sleep. At the end of the day I'm fried and done.

The current stats...

As of this past Monday I am 30 weeks pregnant and really at this point if I'm just starting to have minor complaints...I'm considering myself one of the lucky ones. Essentially here are the details:

- Day # 213 of pregnancy
- 30 weeks 2 days pregnant
- 67 days to go to estimated due date
- 75% of the way there
- baby's age since conception is 199 days
- or 28 weeks

Babies 'R' Us...

Evil...the place is pure evil. Hubbie was good enough to come with his pregnant wife (me!) to Babies 'R' Us and Target last weekend to register. The babies r us we went to first on Saturday was so small and barely had anything. I really wanted to get the car seat, but apparently that was asking too much...they didn't have it. We registered for some stuff and moved on to Target...who also didn't have the seat. But I did buy breast pads just in case the suckers decide to start leaking in the last 2 months of pregnancy (had a little bit of a leaking incident in Hawaii while taking a nap) and a small package of newborn diapers just to have just in case. I like to be prepared...you know me! We hit the big Babies 'R' Us super store on Sunday morning..who also by the way did not have the infant car seat. And apparently no one in that store had half a brain either because one associate after another was dumber than the last and we didn't accomplish much of anything we set out to do even after the long drive to get there. After leaving Babies 'R' Us we went across the street to Buy Buy Baby which is a tad more expensive than BrUs, and yes apparently I am a glutton for punishment...they didn't have the seat either, but could get it from another store in the area. I passed on that option until yesterday when I finally called BrUs to see if they got a shipment at which point the store manager said, "we have 2 coming in on a truck at some point" OH BOY...Who will you sell all 2 seats to!!!!! Grrrr...So I called Buy Buy Baby and finally just gave in, let them have the seat transferred from the other store and I'll have it in less than 2 weeks...fine, I can wait 2 weeks.

Thanksgiving...

I can't wait for Thanksgiving. It's going to be small and quiet and it's my favorite holiday and one of my best friends will be joining our family again this year (Yay ES!) and it's going to be a day of parade, dog show, football and eating (FOR TWO! no less). And to boot, I have the following day off from work (4-1/2 day weekend baby!!!!!) WOOHOO!!!!

Happy Birthday...

Shout out to friends with birthdays this month... Happy Birthday ABPL in Maine this past Tuesday. I remember to call and I'm sending your present TODAY!

New Computer...

Good thing hubbie doesn't have a computer at home, cause I've gone the past 2 days without telling him (AND DON'T YOU TELL HIM)...but I bought us a computer as our Christmas presents to one another this week. He knew it was in the works and we had talked about it. It's not like how he bought that rifle, the weed whacker or the 2 shirts in Hawaii without telling me first. Okay the two shirts...no biggie, but still not over the rifle or the weed whacker. Whatever!!! I purchased an iMac (thanks for the tips and buyers help - HAJ!) with the company discount and I am so excited to get it. The computer doesn't have a CPU, it's all inside the monitor and will take up so much less room!!! We'll finally upgrade our cable package to the triple play and get the phone, internet and cable on ONE bill!!! Until now, I've only had my laptop at home and used dial up...WELCOME TO THE 21st CENTURY!!!! I know...it's crazy! I had it shipped to our house. And I'm waiting for that phone call from hubbie when he gets home from work one day soon and sees the box there. So here's where the typical Murphy's Law comes into play and don't you know they shipped the printer before they shipped the computer so the printer will get on our doorstep before the actual computer. Argh!!! Oh well. I'm not surprised.

I think that's about it for now! And one more thing...I love my hubbie...he's so good to me and been a champ through the pregnancy.

Hawaii Pix

No time to write a post...works got me buried...send help...but here's photos of the Hawaii trip.

http://www1.snapfish.com/thumbnailshare/AlbumID=139306491/a=35084830_35084830/t_=35084830