tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58143502011-04-21T18:19:25.718-05:00I'm always thinking of ways not to do my work. This is the latest great idea for a project that absolutely has to be done before I settle down to the boring stuff...the Procrastinatrixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02171164004359686524noreply@blogger.comBlogger1831100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814350.post-1081914430070721402004-04-13T22:47:00.000-05:002004-04-13T22:50:00.216-05:00

I've moved Inspired Procrastination to it's own domain!!! Here's the link to the new site: http://www.inspiredprocrastination.com/blog/. Please adjust your Blogrolls and any other links you have for me. Then come on over and see the new site!! I'll look forward to hearing what you think. It was designed by the wonderful Lilly at Happy Fun Blog.

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I have a couple of blogging technical questions, if anyone cares to help me out. 1. I want to move over to my new MT blog on my own domain soon, but wonder about my blogroll. Do I have to start a totally new Blogrolling account and re-input all my favorite reads OR can I just change the URL on my existing Blogrolling account and insert the code on new blog. The thing I'm worried about is when

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Big and Little dogs went in for their yearly routine exam and heartworm test last week. It went well, but it is finally time for me to swallow my fear and have their teeth cleaned. I'm afraid because the last time I took Big in to do it, she had a very bad reaction to the pre-anesthesia meds, went into shock and nearly died. There are no words to describe how afraid I was that day. I've avoided

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This past Saturday I spent an hour making a giant calendar to put on our wall. I cut apart a hanging calendar and taped all the months together side by side (4 across and 3 down). I've done this so we could have a visual reminder every day of just how little time is left before the baby comes. It'll help both of us get going on any one of the bazillian things to be done before the little guy gets

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Last week I got word that one of my oldest and dearest clients went to dog heaven. Theo was a grouchy old Shar Pei when I met him back in 1997 and he remained so to the end. By grouchy I don't mean mean or anything. This was a dog who just wanted to get out there and sniff everything, then pee on it, and keep on going. He wasn't interested in having people pet him, something they always wanted to

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Rocked!

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Sorry I haven't updated since Monday. I've been totally wiped out by doing a full dog walking route every day. It has been fun, seeing so many dogs each day, but it's tiring. Getting in and out of the car, walkies, trying to keep to a schedule, etc. The bird feeders are starting to get lots of traffic. The first day a pair of purple finches were the biggest customers, but the last couple of

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Since my brakes didn't need replacing, I asked the Rock Star for bird feeders for my gift. We went on Saturday and picked out a suet feeder, sunflower seed feeder, thistle feeder and Hummingbird feeder. We bought poles to plant in the ground outside one of my desk windows to put them all on...but as soon as he put them up I realized that anyone could just walk up in our yard and steal the feeders

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Holy Crap, I actually had to work today. Whew!! I'm worn out. Not that I don't work every day, but this was different. One of the p*et s*itters who works for me has the week off and I did her whole route today. I'll be doing it all week. 14 visits today altogether. I'll make more money this week, but I'll pay for it in sore feet. I'm planning a nap, a shower, a big ole dinner and an evening of

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Dumbass!!! Snagged the link from The Sarcastic Journalist.

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Ohhh, what a beautiful morning...I feel like I'm walking on clouds today. My worry hung over me like a gray day, and now it's all sunshine. Really, that's how I feel. Totally corny, I know... So the Rock Star has to think of another birthday gift for me. The brakes were fine! 80% left on the front, and 50% left on the back. No one knows why I heard that grinding brake sound. But I did get the

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Thanks to all who sent Happy Birthday wishes (Zam, Suzy, Michele, PDawg, Natalie, Nefarious, Erin, Pete, and Ash). It was a very, very nice birthday! We went out for dinner at an Italian place that serves homemade pasta. I go there every year for my B-day. It's my special B-day restaurant. Anyone else got one of those? My sister and her family gave me a Jamba Juice card, so I can get my fix

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The Genetic Counselor called a little bit ago to give us good news. The slightly abnormal Amnio results we got really are nothing to worry about. It turns out that the Rock Star has exactly the same chromosome #15. So instead of this being a family tragedy, it'll be a family joke. Throughout his life we can wonder if our son got his propensity to keep arguing even after the other person has given

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I'm 41 years old today!!! My dad called first thing this morning to say he's loved me for 41 years and 9 months. My husband woke me up with birthday snuggles and smooches. It's been a lovely day so far and it's only 9:30 am...

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So I'm having kind of a crappy day. I am trying to not worry about those slightly abnormal amnio results. There won't be any news til Thursday, so it does no good to worry now. It's just hard not too. I called the Genetic Counselor with a few questions and missed her by about 5 minutes. I left her a voice mail, and she'll prolly call me back tomorrow and tell me not to worry and stay away from

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1. I'm in the process of moving off of Blogger and onto an MT site with my own domain name. It's gonna be sooooo cooooooool. I'm posting here for the time being, but I wanted to give y'all (read with fake southern accent) a heads up that it'll be happening soon, so you can get ready to change your links, blogrolls, rss feeds and whatever. Or drop me completely, it'll be up to you (please don't!!!

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2004, right? I cannot believe that in this day and age of technological advances that are sending photos back from our landing on Mars, we have not yet invented a telephone cord that doesn't twist into tight fucking knots stretching across my desk and making it impossible to pick up the phone without bending my face right down to the fucking thing...gahhhhhhh!!!

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The Gates of Hell! I've found them. They are my big dog's ass. I don't even wanna think what the fuckin' hell is causing the noxious fumes to emanate from there, but it must have something to do with demonspawn and everlasting damnation. Hooooo eeeee!!!

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I got a coupon in the mail today for a free Jamba Juice Smoothie!!! Yippee!!! It's Mango Mantra for me today!!!

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So I spent half of last nite not being able to sleep, crying, and playing various scenarios out in my head. This was all very frustrating but did make for a good excuse to have a whole Chipotle burrito (with guacamole) for lunch and take a nap today. Bottom line is I feel better about things today. First off I want to say that the basic conflict in this scenario comes from how much we LOVE the

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I'm upset and I wanted to put this in my journal. It's a rant and it's not very pleasant and it's not very well written or edited. I imagine the jokester Procrastinatrix will return soon... Something has been bugging me and it came to a head today. The midwife practice I'm using (and love) is based in a hospital. The midwives have their own unit just down the hall from labor and delivery area (

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I got the call back from the genetic counselor regarding the amniocentesis results a little while ago. The good news is that there is no indication of Downs Syndrome, Klinefelter's or Trisomy 18, the three major chromosomal anomalies that amnio looks for. A big relief. The amnio also confirms genetically that this is a boy. Not that he left us any doubt in the ultrasound pictures. The not

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Suzy asked a very good question in my comments. Given my control freak nature (my words, not hers), had I considered giving birth at home? Actually, I have, but decided against it for a couple reasons. Firstly, no matter how natural I want to be, I know it will be comforting to have medical intervention at hand should the need arise. But the biggest reason we ruled out home birth is fear of dust

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So the husband comes home from work and we make a nice dinner together and get all the dishes washed up. Then I came in here and sat in my computer chair and checked email, started making another round of the blogs to see who updated. the Rock Star changed clothes, gave me a smooch and headed out to meet some friends for a drink. I'm in here reading (Nef's site, in case your interested) and I

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I was wondering if other midwives (it was recommended to me by one of the midwives) in the unit had read Birthing From Within and the one I was with yesterday said she has and liked it. I also asked if there were any specific doulas they recommended and she gave me a name. I have some pretty clear ideas about how I want things to be in laboring and delivering the baby (with the understanding, of

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Yesterday afternoon I had the third Prenatal appointment. the Rock Star didn't go with me cuz we'd spent such a long afternoon doing the Ultrasound and Amnio last Tuesday, and this one seemed like it was gonna be pretty short and routine. Which it was. I did the usual pee in a cup, then got weighed. I've only gained 1 pound since last month! WooHoo!!! I've been eating like a pig, and was feeling

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...of this 5-second rule as it pertains to dropping food on the floor. You know the one? Where if you pick the food up within 5 seconds of it hitting the floor the cooties haven't had time to get on it and it's safe to eat? Now I'm not saying, I'm just saying...but just say someone dropped a beautiful piece of leftover manicotti (nice and firm, not smooshy or sloppy) on the floor and picked it

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A friend sent me this pic: Does anyone know if these things are real and where/how to buy them. I think this is HILARIOUS and want to get a couple, but haven't been able to find them. Thanks for any leads!!!

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I'm knitting a baby blankey out of the softest, sweetest yarn I've ever felt. It's Peter Pan Wendy Velvet Touch, and it is heaven. I've had to start over a couple times, due to my own inept planning, but I think I'm off to a good start on this new incarnation of the project. It'll be a 32" by 32" Crib Blanket with a garter stitch border and a basket weave pattern in the center. I have 8 skeins of

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I'm reading a really good book called Birthing From Within by Pam England and Rob Horwitz. There's a lot about it that's too touchy feely for my taste, but down at the core of what she's saying I find a philosophy I really identify with. It's about identifying and using your own personal power to birth in the way that seems right to you. I am really committed to as natural of a birth as we can

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My birthday is March 30. I'll be 41. We're going to the Rock Star's mom's for dinner tonite, cuz she'll be out of town for my birthday. She had told him he should get me something extra special for my birthday, but honestly, I just can't think of anything I need or want. I figure every time he has to get up in the middle of the night and fetch me whatever I may be craving as this pregnancy

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Saturday was a good day to drive my mom to my sister's house and show them all the ultrasound video and pictures. It was fun and nice, but I felt awful for my BIL who's back was hurting him so bad he couldn't even get off the bed. I'm so lucky never to have been afflicted with those kind of problems. He had taken muscle relaxants and other prescription meds, and nothing seemed to be helping. My

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We finally got around to taking a pic of me and my belly. Here's the link. This was taken the day after our Ultrasound and I'm at 16 weeks, 3 days. The last several days have been a blur of happiness and excitement over being pregnant. Now that we know he's a he, we've been working on boy names. The current front runner is Zander. I love this name, cuz it's out of the ordinary but not too far. I

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I hate corporate crap.

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Ultra-sound and Amnio today and all went well. Our child was not the least bit shy showing off his penis and testicles! From the angle I was laying, it was hard for me to understand everything I saw on the screen, but that part was pretty clear, no matter how you look at it. We're very excited! We wanted a boy!! Everything looked normal on the ultra-sound and the amnio went without a hitch. I

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Tomorrow (Tuesday 3/16) is our first Ultra-sound and the Amniocentesis. I'm pretty excited, but a bit nervous, too. Staying focused on the positive, we may be able to tell if it's a boy or a girl in there. If our little darling has any porn star aspirations, they'll flash their bits at the technician and we'll know right then. If we have a more demure child, we'll have to wait for the results of

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Fuck! I'm so sick of stupid and thoughtless people. I question whether I should be in a customer service business at all. I just erased a whole paragraph of trying to describe what this one stupid thoughtless bitch of a client did to piss me off and fuck if it's not too much to try to explain it all. Just suffice to say that I am pissed off with how some people think their time is so much more

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I can see that the boxes I'm clearing out are gonna provide inspiration for some blog entries. Here's the latest. One of the boxes I did yesterday (I did three), contained files from when I had a "real" job in a corporate office. There's a stack of old performance reviews. I threw most of them away, cuz, seriously, no need to hang onto crap like that... One of them though, I'd forgotten about. It

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I started to work on boxes again today, and I'll get back to that, really I will. In the meantime, I figured I'd try to post some of the pics I found yesterday. Now I wasn't kidding about the scanner being broken. What you see below are pictures of pictures I took with my digital camera. Not the best quality, but think of it as special effects. This won't be Lord of the Rings quality special

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I am the Procrastinatrix. It's a lifestyle. It's the way I am. I'm trying to be better, but in the mean time, there is a list of things I've procrastinated on. Today I'm crossing one off. Buzz called Blog it Forward day yesterday, and I didn't do it yet. So I'm doing it today, a day late and a dollar short. I'm gonna make this short and sweet. Go read Jenn the Java Diva at Mommy Needs Coffee.

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...a couple days ago I wrote that my friend did a hard thing, and I thought he was gonna be ok. Well, I guess I was wrong. Since Saturday I have been focusing all my thoughts and energy on helping him break free of what I believe is a really, really bad relationship. I know (and agree with) all the rules about not getting into this stuff with friends, cuz they can pick the girlfriend and then you

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The husband brought me up like 8 more boxes in the last few days and today I polished 'em all off!!! Yahooo!!! I wonder if this is nesting? I also found $2.89 while going through them. That brings the total to $7.89. Oh, and here's the funniest thing. I found a speech I wrote at the end of my senior year in High School. OMG I can't believe I was ever that naive. It was just so very heartfelt. Too

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Today is the 7th birthday of my beautiful mastiff puppy. She is one of the bright lights of my life and the actual reason I am still here with you all today. There never has been as sweet a dog as this, a perfect angel. I don't mind the drooling, farting & snoring, why would I when it is all further proof that my beloved dog lives and breathes? There is nothing in the world like tapping away at

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Yesterday as I was cleaning out boxes, I found a $5 bill in one of them. That $5 has been in that box since July of 1995. I took it out and stuck it in my pocket and didn't think too much of it. Today I went to Jamba Juice and got my usual Cherry Charger (mmmmm, good) and paid for it with the $5 bill. As I was handing it over I was thinking, how weird. That bill has been out of circulation and

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Since I haven't blogged about it in several days I should tell you that I STILL have this mofo cold. Or another one, doesn't matter, I'm still sick. I blew my nose only twice last week, but it screwed up my ears, and for days now my hearing is muffled and tinny. Kind of like when your ears don't pop after the plane lands, except many sounds have a vibration to them like when you see a stereo

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I spent the whole weekend and much of today on someone and it was worth it. I can't go into details here, because that would be disrespectful of my dear friend and I wouldn't do that to him. He had to do a hard thing, I supported him as best I could and I think finally he's gonna be ok.

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...walking this dog. We'll call him "Freakboy". Freakboy is a 8 month old highly excitable Welsh Springer Spaniel who pulls like a mother fuckin' racehorse (even on the Gentle Leader). He is really hard to keep in control. If I let the leash out even a little, he hits the end so hard it can pull me down. and I'm a professional folks, do not try this at home. So I have him on a nice tight leash

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I finished The DaVinci Code. I liked it a lot. You should read it.

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Hello there. In case any one was wondering, I am actually still alive. I just wish I wasn't. Since Saturday, I've been getting my ass kicked all over town by a chest cold. Today is the first day I have to just lay around for several hours, and I think I'm gonna start the DaVinci Code. Wish my lungs luck in starting to break up and expel the concrete block of crud that's been weighing me down for

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If you order a pizza delivered from a place that sells cans of pop, don't open the can right away. I went out to my car a while ago and this guy was carrying a pizza with a can of pop on top and peering at house numbers. I asked him which address was he looking for and he was kinda belligerent and said never mind and walked back across the street. Part way, the can fell off the pizza onto the

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Yep, that's me. Dorkasaurus. And I'll tell you why. K, you know I'm a P*rofessional P*et S*itter/D*og W*alker, right? LP is a dog I pick up every morning and keep all day, dropping her off last thing in the afternoon. I got to her house this morning and she wasn't home. (Sometimes when her mom runs to McDonald's for a Diet Coke, she takes LP along for the ride.) So I called her mom on her cell

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I hate stupid people. Seriously. Just can't stand them. I wonder how they survive? How do they get along in the same complex world I live in? Get along, and thrive, and BREED, for fuck sake. GAHHHHHHH!! I have spent too much of my day on the phone with stupid people. One call this morning came from someone I've been working on a board with and yesterday she had sent 2 or 3 emails with questions

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I have a warped sense of humor. I mean really warped. One of the things I've been enjoying about our pregnancy being public is the things I can say and the looks on people's faces. For instance, have I regaled you with my thoughts on child rearing? I figure its easy once they're old enough to sit up, you can plunk 'em down in front of the tv set, then there's reform school and if you're really

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I just realized I was spelling espresso wrong on everything (this blog, people's comments, etc.). I was spelling it expresso. That's not right. It's espresso. I'm a dope!!! It seems that coffee is a prevalent theme in my online communications, so I've done it quite a few times now... How embarrassing.

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The Doppler Fetal Heartbeat Monitor I ordered got here today. I was kind of afraid to use it. What if I couldn't find the heartbeat? I didn't want to get all freaked out and scared. If I couldn't find it, likely I was doing something wrong or the thing is a rip-off or the baby was out of range or something. I went out and got all my pet visits done, then came back and gave it a try. I picked up a

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I have barely felt any nausea for the last 3 days. Maybe that part's over? I'm really hoping so! I still get really tired. My days have been like this: get up, go, go, go, STOP!! I just hit a wall around 5:00 pm and after that it's like I'm asleep on my feet. Unless I actually do laydown, in which case, I'm snoring in two seconds. Last night, around 8:00 pm, my sweet dear husband made me a

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This is the 5th day in a row I've fixed myself a nice expresso a bit of foamy half-n-half in the morning. My tummy is tolerating it well enough. Yay!!! Went to my Local Yarn Store and found some super soft nice yarn to try something with. It's Wendy Velvet Touch and I really like it a lot. Not exactly chenille, but sort of. Very, very soft and pleasant to knit and the finished fabric is so sweet

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I posted about hoping a baby mag would help me feel a little more excited about the baby, only to find that it made me feel inadequate and more scared than I already was. Thanks to Judi & Suz for confirming how insidious and evil these mags really are. It's the marketing. Holy crap!! The marketing. Usually I'm a pretty savvy media consumer. I believe that in this country just about everything is

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...you can see some light and it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy!!! A couple of weeks ago a competing p*et s*itter called me out of the blue and asked if I could take do him a favor. His dad had just died and he needed to travel out of town and could I walk this one dog he does on three different days. I gave him my sympathies and said sure, no problem. I called the dogs owner and we had a nice

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A dear friend of ours gave me a copy of "The Girlfriends Guide to Pregnancy" last week and I have been really enjoying it. The author very wisely points out that the name Morning Sickness is a crappy name for what should really be called Progesterone Poisoning. Yeah, that's right. Poisoning. I hate to harp on a subject I've covered ad nauseum (pardon the pun) in recent blog entries, but shit man,

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I just lost $630. I board dogs as part of my p*et s*itting business and was all set for two Golden Retrievers (who've stayed with us a million times and are wonderful guest doggies)to stay for 14 days. I charge their dad $45/nite. One of them developed pneumonia after some dental work, and their dad cancelled his trip to Hawaii. She was gonna stay at the vet a couple days til they thought it was

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The Big Dog (Big) is such a wuss and the Little Dog (Little) pushes her away from her food bowl and eats it all. Little is only sposed to have 1 cup of food a day and Big gets 4 cups soaked in water. When Little eats all that I'll end up cleaning puck up for 2 days. So for the second time in 7 days, Little has eaten so much her tummy is distended and Big is still hungry...grrrrrrrr.

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The tired (fatigued, exhausted, used-up, worn out, could sleep all day, nappy poo is my friend) feeling has made it difficult to get as much done as I would like. Hopefully that will start to abate in a few weeks, but I'm not counting on nothin'. My must get done list this week is long and I'm trying out a plan. I'll plan on napping from 2:30 to 5:00 pm every day and make myself get as much done

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A few weeks ago I wrote about not being able to drink coffee anymore because it upset my tummy. I still need a bit of a caffeine hit every morning, though and a Diet Vanilla Coke was doing the job for me nicely. That and a sleeve of saltines would get me through the morning pretty well. So it was a bit unsettling to read yesterday in one of my pregnancy books, that Nutrasweet is really not

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Haven't posted in almost a week. Sorry 'bout dat. We had a really busy week of telling all the family and friends about the the baby. I'd like to write more about that later. It was lots of fun!! Today, I am trying really hard to get lots done!! I did a bunch of work for the professional Association we've formed, and now I'd like to tackle some invoices. and my pillow. But I prolly won't get to

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If you don't know me, that sounds like cursing. It sounds like I might be totally pissed off about something...but if you'd ever seen me say it you'd know: I only say it about the most amazing (good) things, so you'll believe me when I say this (thing I'm about to tell you) is the most amazing thing. Ready? Here goes... We heard our baby's heart beat today. Holy crappin' shit hell fuck. We heard

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Woot!!! I'm back from San Francisco!! Anybody miss me? If I sound excited to be home...I'm not!!! The only reason I returned to Minnesota is because my dogs were here. We heard about the snow dump while we were on vacation, but it was still shocking to see it all when we got home. Sunday was spent (by my husband) clearing it all away from the sidewalks, driveways and cars. Yuck!! The trip was

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When we got up this morning it was minus 17 degrees. Frankly, I'm too cold to swear about it. It's like hell frozen over. We are attempting an escape in the morning. If all goes well, we'll be landing in San Francisco by lunchtime. mmmmmmm, mexican food. I prolly won't be blogging from there, so ya'll have to get yer cussin' somewhere's else for a spell. Try Zam, she knows all my good ones and

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Minus fucking ten fucking degrees. That's fucking not fucking counting the fucking wind chill fucking factor. This was today. With the sun shining. Not tonite after the sun went down. Today. Sun. Minus fucking ten fucking degrees. and get this. I was driving a dog home and I saw two dogs running up the street all by themselves. Quite often when you try to round up a stray it'll just run from

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...to the Rock Star, I says, "you know what happens after you have the baby, right?" and he says, "what?" and I says, "they send you home with it. ALONE!!!!" That's right. Just two inept non-baby familiar people and a newborn human. Then you're supposed to figure out how it all works. That just boggles my mind. Now for those of you who've always known you'd be parents someday, this prolly seems

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...to say. Just wanted to write that I'm feeling a little better today. the Rock Star brought me flowers yesterday. He's so swell. No crying today. Some stress over a professional association I'm helping to form with some other pet sitters, but well, that crap is always stressful. Jamba juice, saltines and Chipotle to eat today. I'm gonna go to bed in a bit. Got snow to shovel tomorrow and I

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This looks so cool!!! Holy Crap! I love this!!! View the trailer!!! (Snagged the link from Buddha.)

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Today is the first day I've had what I consider to be really bad pregnancy hormones. I thought it was bad before, I was a little emotional and such. Today though, it's different. I feel bad for even thinking what I'm thinking. I'm wondering why we're even doing this. I'm wondering when I'm ever gonna be myself again? Will I ever be myself again? I loved our life before. I loved who I was and

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Worn out fucking tired all the time. I sleep all night (midnite til 10:15 am), then if I let myself I could easily take a 4 hour nap every day. I knew I'd feel tired during this period, but seriously, I'm starting to wonder if this is too tired. I put a call in to the midwives today, and they said if it made me feel better I could have my thyroid tested to see if it's out of whack. I've been

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Well, Zam had it right in her comment on the last post. Puh-leeze. Funny how well she's gotten to know me. and how well I know myself. They were supposed to be started on Saturday, I predict they won't be done til Monday (1/26). I just hate doing them. Hate it. Worst part is, my smarty-marty husband can help me make them easier and faster, if only I would install the updated software and blah,

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This past weekend was much like last weekend, minus the Chipotle drama. I found something new and exciting: Jamba Juice!! I tried it for the first time and holy crap I love the Cherry Charger. Lately my appetite has been so hit and miss, can't seem to find anything that sounds good. And, of course, when I do it's expensive. These smoothies cost around $4.50. That's a lot!! But it is good

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We had our first Prenatal Visit yesterday. We are 7 weeks along as of this past Monday. Everything seems pretty by-the-book so far. They weighed me and I peed in a cup. A volunteer asked us all the questions for the Prenatal Profile, then we had time with the Certified Nurse Midwife. I could not have been more pleased with the interactions we had yesterday. No one tried to rush us and they paid

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...it's called PERSONAL SPACE, people. Geez, some people waiting in line must think they'll get waited on lots faster if they stand right on my ass. Seriously people, that minimum wage slave is gonna ring at exactly that pace til her break time so just back the fuck up, ok? There is only one person in the universe that I don't mind in my space and that poor sap pays dearly for it everyday (it

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Buzz is one of the coolest cats out there and when he says Blog it Forward, then Forward it shall be Blogged. The idea is to pick a couple blogs you like to read and tell people why, maybe spread the word about some blogs that aren't really well known yet. I think my picks this time are actually quite well known, but I tell you this, I read them every day and you should give 'em a look.

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...in Target this weekend, looking at the baby stuff, cuz that is so fun to do now. heh! and I say to the Rock Star something like we should start thinking of a theme for the baby's room. and without even taking a breath he says, "Lord of the Rings." Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!! I laughed til the tears squirted out my eyes...but I'm considering it. We may've gone with the Matrix as a theme, but the last

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Another Monday, whaddoyaknow? Friday around 7 pm I laid down for a little nappy-poo and didn't get up again til 11:30 the next morning. Saturday was a day all about wandering around in a haze for a little bit, then laying down for a half an hour or so. It was also a day of mood swings. (ahhh, why does mood "swing", sound like so much fun, and feel like hell, especially to those around me). See,

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...my husband just walks by to say "Wow, why'd you go all Cujo on the Frosted Mini Wheats box when there's a pair of scissors sitting right there?" Grrrrrrrr.

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For Zam & Nef: Holy crappin' shit hell fuck!!! This: becomes this:

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...that if you need a special tool or technique to open that stupid bag inside the cereal box they should attach or print it on the grassledyfrasslin box, goldurnit!!! Words of Wisdom for the World (tm, copyright, patent pending): Do not get between morning sickness girl and her frosted mini wheats!!! grrrrrrrrrrrr

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Well, spare you actually. Instead of posting more ugly details of how I'm feeling in this, the first trimester of pregnancy, otherwise known as The "I Feel Like Crap and Only Want to Eat and Sleep, But I Have a Million Things to Get Done, Gahhhhh!!!" Days, I'm going to post a few pics instead. Besides, just because Dooce can write about hemorrhoids, constipation, not being able to pee (and all

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...What year is this, anyhow? 2004, right. Several thousand years of human civilization, all the way through the industrial age, into the technology age. We've put a man on the fuckin' moon, I tell ya' (unless you believe the Capricorn 1 theory), and how, HOW, I ask you, do we find out the lint trap on the hose that drains the washing machine into the utility sink is full? By seeing water squirt

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I am so pissed off about the statement that Animal Planet made after the Croc Hunter took his baby into a pen to feed a crocodile. Yesterday I wrote the following to Animal Planet Viewer Relations: I am writing to complain about Animal Planet's statement about the Croc Hunter taking his baby into a pen with a crocodile. This act was completely insane. Anyone who has seen even just the still

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I've been thinking alot about something I forgot to mention on that last post. This is the time of the pregnancy that we don't want to tell everyone. Keeping it to ourselves and few select people, 'til we are into the relatively safe zone of the second trimester. This is common practice I understand. The part that sucks is that feeling gunky all the time, you can't tell people why. We've decided

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...I'm the whiniest little baby when it comes to being pregnant. All of you who've gone before me feel free to laugh (as if I could stop you) but I honestly thought (for various reasons) that morning sickness wouldn't be that bad for me. Pausing a moment while you catch your breath from laughing so hard. All I want to say is: BLECH! It's like having low-grade stomach flu all the flippin' time. I

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OMG I am sooooo stupid. You're not even gonna believe how stupid I am. Jeez this is almost to embarrassing to tell... k, so I had to go pick up a dog today at 8:00 am. Yeah, that's right eight flippin' aye-emmmmm. That is really, really early for me. I got there on time and all went well. As I was driving home I was thinking 'bout my espresso machine and making the magic go-go juice and stopped

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I got this magnet as part of a xmas gift from one of my clients (I have the BEST clients in the world!). It's probly a really tough job, but I just know I could do it!! heh!

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Posting this especially for Zam, cuz I know how much she misses having snow where she lives!! heh! Neener Neener Neener!!!

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We went to Bad Santa on Friday with Greg's Cousins. oh.my.god. I thought I was gonna bust a gut. Do NOT go to this movie if you are easily offended. But if you love extremely crude, rude, off-beat humor, this is the shit for you. Billie Bob Thornton was beyond rude as Santa. We laughed and laughed and laughed! That is a must buy DvD for this house. Destined to be a Christmas classic for us. At

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We stayed up really late Christmas Eve getting things ready for Christmas Morning. the Rock Star made his traditional overnight raised cinnamon rolls so they were all ready to bake at my sisters. We had all the gifts wrapped and packed in a big tote to whisk out to the car. I think one of the guest doggies woke us before the alarm. We had 6 guest dogs for xmas this year. A Bichon, a Jack Russell

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Oh, yeah. Christmas Eve!!! It was a blast. We went to the Rock Star's Aunt and Uncle's. His Cousin and his Wife and their Girls live there too. The Cousin that lives in San Francisco was there with his girlfriend, too. Everyone brought appetizer like food and it was all really good. We had the White Elephant Cut-Throat Gift Exchange. Cut-Throat is where everyone brings a wrapped present and puts

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Before we left for Family Xmas eve, I finished the hat to go with my Harry Potter Scarf!!! Here's a little progression photography: I got the maroon tassle attached to the end about 3 seconds before we went shooting out the door, already late, but no pics of that. Take my word for it: It's cute as hell!! heh.

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I'm wishing for all who find this to have a wonderful & joyous holiday!!! I am so happy right now it's hard even to bear it!! I am blessed beyond belief with a perfect husband. He gave me all I wanted for Christmas a few weeks ago when this baby was conceived. Our life is literally filled with wonder this holiday season and I hope yours is too. Happiness to all the world, dear people!! Merry

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But I've finished the xmas shopping. I have to wrap a bunch of stuff before xmas eve, but the shopping part is done. Packages that needed to be were shipped this morning. Dad's will get there before xmas, BIL & BIL's GF will not. Oh well, we suck. It's not gonna be a news flash to anyone. heh I am actually getting really excited about Christmas, but do not know how I'll survive the Rock Star's

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Here is the picture of us after The Return of the King: And as I said in the title: Holy Fuckin' WOW!!!! Loved it. You might wonder why my hand is over my mouth in the picture? Well, that's how I was during the entire movie. and the ride home. In fact, still haven't been able to pry my hand away from my mouth, my husband is typing this for me. OK, just kidding about the ride home and now, but

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We are on our way out the door to see Return of the King!!! I'm posting before and after Pics. Here is the Before: See the excitement? or just the pure dorkiness? heh.

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