Monday, June 30, 2008
Last year, at 16 weeks, we went in for the ultrasound and learned our baby had no heartbeat anymore.
I don't go back to the doc until 7/14, and will have to wait for heartbeat confirmation until then, but I'm staying positive, and have no reason to think something is amiss.
It makes no sense, really, but this was such a milestone day in my head. Like, if I got past this point, I'd actually be having a baby. So, I guess I am. I hope.
Thanks, Aimee, for remembering that today was a big one for me. It meant alot. You rock.
So, no more screwing around on this end. I'm having a BABY, after all. Time to start paying more attention to what I eat, and caffeine and all that good stuff. Maybe lay off the weed, you know. (Dad, that one's a joke...)
For the first time in my pregnancy I feel like this is real, and it feels GOOD.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
I've been craving candy, tart and chewy like now and laters and laffy taffy. If that goes the way everything else does, this should last about a week or two, just long enough for me to have a nice, big stockpile of the goodies, only to decide that I don't want them anymore. Then they are left behind to be consumed by the big man. So, it's yet another week of strange and random grocery store purchases. Today: now and laters, laffy taffy, Jax cheese puffs, vanilla yogurt, sugar smacks cereal. So far, no weight gain, but I think big man's up about 10-12 pounds because of my recent purchasing habits!
A bit of writer's block this week...once my blog starts getting traffic, I suddenly become unfunny and have nothing to say...oops.
Embarassing confession of the week: I'm watching the finale of Groomer Has It while I type this entry. Somehow, weeks ago, the big man was working some overtime, and I just happened to be flipping, and started watching it. It's basically a reality show where dog groomers compete each week to see who is the best groomer in the nation. It may be the worst reality show ever. But, once I start watching a reality show, I just get sucked in...which is why I generally avoid them like the plague. You'd think I'd get tired of weekly shampoos and blow dries, but I'm sucked in. I can feel my baby's IQ going down as I type...
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I bought a digital camera online today. You have to check out woot! See my link in the sites I like section. Got a good deal on an 8.2 megapixel Kodak which got good reviews, and has a USB option (I think). Deal with shipping only $65.
Also found some financial advisors who I love! They are handling my office's new 401k but are a full service group, and met with me and the big man today to roll my old 401k into an IRA, and helped us decide to start a Roth IRA that can help pay for college, or if the genius-baby that I birth doesn't need it, can help us to retire more comfortably. The big man even brought his deferred comp info and got some free advice. The even better part is that they asked me about referring some of their clients to me, and I already recommended them to someone. Just good all the way around.
Final random thought--I actually said out loud today, "I know why people hate lawyers." I have an adversary in a matrimonial matter who has absolutely refused to compromise, has been horribly unfair to my client, and basically is using all the leverage he/she has to completely screw us over. And, this is an attorney I've known somewhat for years, and my first dealing with him/her. I understand wanting to be a good advocate, but he/she has completely ignored all of the case law, etc. in our favor and has just been awful. Not fun.
Hubby just took dinner off the grill, so I'm off.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
This proposal is perplexing, and ridiculous. First, as a capitalist, wouldn't McCain believe that the market held a sufficient incentive for development of such a product? Isn't the market the cure for everything?? Honestly though, whoever invents such a product will easily make that much money in the market by selling it to Toyota, or some other manufacture of hybrid technology. There have to be thousands of R&D folks currently working on a way to make hybrids work more efficiently.
At the same time, what's he doing to reduce our reliance on oil? Besides supporting the war, that is? Is he mandating conservation, or requiring greater efficiency? Limiting oil company profits? Reducing taxes? Nope, nope, nope and nope.
But he does want to encourage offshore drilling. Because we know how reliable that is in bad weather (think of the post-Katrina increases), and how safe that is for the environment (because they never leak).
So who does he really want to help with this whole thing? Not me. Or you, that's for sure.
I think its time that he put the ol' thinking cap back on that butternut squash head of his, and came up with some policy proposals that will actually work.
Until then, I'll be in the scary room in my basement working on my battery prototype.
Monday, June 23, 2008
They were pretty good rants, too.
But I think it's a sign that I should call it a night.
Remind me to rant about email forwards tomorrow, okay?
Don't know where all this traffic's coming from but a boatload of peeps read my blog over the last 48 hours. I think I have to thank the Penguin Mistress blog for that one--don't know how she found me but apparently she enjoyed my McCain post.
Anyway, check back again soon, y'all.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
A large number of my friends are people I went to college with, and haven't talked to since, say, 1995. Some are high school friends I haven't talked to since, say, 1991. Some are local politicos and fellow dems. Every day, someone sends me a game, or a green patch, or some quiz challenge. In other words, it seems to be just a collossal time waster, like all of the social/professional networking sites I've joined. It just seems to be another way that I can do absolutely nothing productive... The whole world seems to have a facebook profile. I must be missing something.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Really, if I weren't pregnant, I'd probably already have consumed a bottle of wine. If my husband weren't home, I'd probably have had a glass anyway.
I went to family court with a client today. Routine first appearance on a custody matter.
Suffice to say that the judge essentially called my client a godless fornicator and gave the other party temporary primary custody, and my client limited visitation. No evidence. No grounds. No nothing. But we did get a morality lecture.
I engaged the judge on the issue about four times, trying to make the point that there was absolutely no basis for his ruling. Honestly, I think I was moments from being threatened with contempt. All to no avail, because he didn't change his mind.
My adversary (who has been a pretty tough cookie in this case) approached me afterward and told me I was brave, as she'd never seen anyone have the cojones to challenge that judge. She and I spoke later on the telephone, and she told me that I was a very good advocate and that the law guardian was similarly impressed that I fought the fight on this one. Apparently, it's just not done, not with this judge. Ever.
How would I have known any of this? Today was my very first time in family court! (no lie. my old firm didn't do any family court work) I didn't share that detail with my adversary.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Inside, no check. WTF???
Rather, there was a notice inside, dated June 16, 2008, stating that me and the big man had qualified and that we could expect payment by June 20, 2008. Only our federal government would send me a letter to tell me they would be sending me money in a few days. What a needless waste of paper and postage.
The worst is that fact that the envelope screamed in red, bold print, "Stimulus Payment". What a let down.
Turns out the big man had already opened it, but thought it would fun to see my reaction to the no money bullshit notice...he enjoyed my reaction, it was David Banner-like. :)
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Baby's now 8.84 centimeters! He grew over two centimeters in one week! Super baby! The ultrasound photo was pretty blurry so I'm not going to post it.
Next visit at 18 weeks, but not another ultrasound until 22 weeks, so we won't know the sex for two more months!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
And Mom and Nancy:
Again, gotta love the $4.99 camera and photo software!
Friday, June 13, 2008
He was THE political guy. The guy who was always the guy that did all of the political stuff on TV. Even the not-so-political hubby would semi-regularly watch parts of Meet the Press on weekend mornings.
Big man and I used to watch him during primary season, he was our favorite because he was always so into it. Really, one night toward bedtime, during the thick of the Obama/Hillary season, Big man and I were watching the primary coverage, and Big Man made the astute observation that Russert always looks so excited during primary coverage, like so excited there's got to be an erection under that desk. (Yes, we are 13 year old boys trapped in 35 year old bodies.) I never watched him again without thinking that the look on his face was of such measured excitement that it was his boner face. Literally, chuckled over it every single night there was a primary election and I was watching his coverage.
I don't say the foregoing with disrespect. He was an amazingly talented journalist. I'm sad that he won't be around to see this race through to its conclusion (Obama victory, of course.)
He will be missed.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2008/06/10/2008-06-10_why_mccain_didnt_reup_with_first_wife.html (You'll have to cut and paste into your browser because I'm too dumb to make the hyperlink option work. Or just google John McCain first wife.)
Like there aren't already enough reasons for me to hate John McCain. His head is the shape of a butternut squash for pete's sake.
Really though, he has a ZERO (0) lifetime rating from NARAL on women's reproductive issues, now supports Bush's disasterous tax cuts, now says he doesn't support his OWN immigration bill, and is pro-war. He sucks in every way policy-wise; the sad thing is that I didn't always think he was so bad, back when he supported immigration reform, opposed the tax cuts, etc., but now that he has become a conservative-pandering whore, I absolutely detest him, and his stupid butternut squash shaped head.
Now, the story about Mrs. McCain number 1. Yes, there are two sides to every story, blah, blah, blah. Mrs. M #1 waits for McCain who is being held captive, for MORE THAN THREE YEARS, waits, worries, etc. She gets in a horrible car accident while he's overseas, is really hurt and disfigured. Then, "In 1979 – while still married to Carol [Mrs. McCain #1] – he met Cindy at a cocktail party in Hawaii. Over the next six months he pursued her, flying around the country to see her. Then he began to push to end his marriage."
He married the fat-cash-laden-fembot-arm-candy one month after leaving #1.
I don't care how bad your shit gets. Don't cheat on your crippled wife. Don't cheat on any wife, or husband. Have the respect for your spouse and the common decency to separate, divorce, whatever before you start sticking your dick into other people. Is that so hard???
OH, and he's opposed to gay marriage. But apparently he has no problem with adultery. So, if it's not the marriage vows that are sacred to ol' Johnnie boy, what is it? Oh, two penises bad. One penis, many vaginas A-okay. Sure, I get it.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Two years ago I bought dark brown roman blinds for the bedroom. They've since faded a bit. I haven't been sleeping too well these days, and literally wake up at dawn when it starts to get bright each morning. It sucks. Big time.
This weekend I bought blackout curtains.
Oh my god. I don't know how I managed to walk 34 years on this earth without them!
It's like sleeping in a cave. A big warm fluffy bed-cave with out any bears or other predators. Awesome. And, it should help the big man to sleep better too because it will feel like night. See, good wife, I really bought them for him! Honest. That's the ticket.
In any event, in an attempt to stockpile sleep for the upcoming multi-year deficit I will be facing, these sure will help.
Is it bedtime yet?
Monday, June 9, 2008
So, I have to go back Monday for one more try. Nothing like making extra trips to Latham when gas is a million dollars a gallon!
Anyway, that's the news here. My buddy Deb and I are going to head to CT this weekend to see my Gram, and meet my mom, who is flying in. Should be fun.
Went on a double date this weekend--with Aimee and Seamus, their first night out after having a baby in Feb. Very nice. Went to see the new Indiana Jones after dinner, and wow, I was disappointed. They had 20 years to come up with a better story line, and the cg effects were unnecessary and downright distracting. Monkey scene in particular. Disappointing. Glad they finally brought Marion back; she really got the shaft in the first trilogy.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Are you a good wife or husband based on a test from the 1930s?
Shockingly, as a wife, I was average by 30s standards. (I would have expected to be far below grade!)
As a 1930s wife, I am
href=">Take'>http://www.magatsu.net/maritaltest/">Take the test!
So, how would I be as a husband in the 30s? (My guess: pretty damn good, given my propensity to drink and my love of pampering)
Behold the results:
As a 1930s husband, I am
Ahhh, it's good to be king. Honey, my slippers and cigar?
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
I'm inspired. I'm proud.
I am happy that in December I will give birth to a mixed-race baby who will be born into a country which believes he can be anything, even president. Because he will believe it, and he will be capable of it.
My lawn sign goes up tomorrow morning.
My "McCain, Bush's Third Term" stickers (100) are on the way, and will be distributed. Obama '08!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Point of fact. This little cutie pie is definitely not him:
Neither is this, nope, not the husband formerly known as W*s:
Neither is this cute widda baby, definitely not him:
(Disclaimer: I got him to concede that little kid pictures were okay. But those aren't him. Really. Just a representative sample of what my blog would be like if I used pictures of him when he was little. Which I didn't. Really.)
Monday, June 2, 2008
(in case you can't tell, the hot dog on the right is jumping on a packet of mustard! love it!) *photo from woot* hope that's okay to use?
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Headed for the 3-D ultrasound in the AM, can't wait to see the baby in high-def.
After a long vacation, Wes goes back to work tonight, can you say king size bed all to myself? It's the best of both worlds, he snuggles with me until I'm fast asleep, and heads out of the bedroom around 10:30, and then I have the bed all to myself. Which is great. Unless I have a bad dream, or there is a scary noise. Then it sucks. But, since he's working, I can always call him if I get scared, which I have done from time to time.
Did 2 political events today with the candidate for Assembly. He's great--dynamic and hardworking and I hope he does well. I got to speak at both events, and maybe I've just finally been doing it long enough the lawyer-politics combo that is, but no butterflies. Not nervous, just comfortable and talking. This is progress I like!
Need to start networking again now that I'm feeling more like a human being--had a burst of clients at the beginning, and it has begun to wane, so I've got to start working it! Baby's gotta eat!