"mac dad" just doesn't sound right

okay, can we talk about these awful pictures michael takes? i swear i was standing up straight and my chest region looks like a hunchback (hunch-front?). he really needs to up his game. and i really need to stop taking these on grungy sunday afternoons.

what's going on in there: little bit's got fingerprints, so it better not break any uterus-laws. its skin is see-through, so that's freaky, and its intestines are moving back inside its body, so that's freaky too (did you know that fetuses grow their intestines on the outside first? aliens i tell you!) finally, its getting its bones (BONES!)

nom!nom!nom!: basically, way more things are tasty. i'm back to eating dinner leftovers at lunch (hallelujah!) and even wrote down several vegetables that i'd be willing to put in my mouth if we bought them at the grocery store.

gross: well, these vegetables are not on the grocery list - broccoli & zucchini - but i don't think i can blame that on a fetus.

let's keep this up: i can be awake! i can cook dinners (that are real and not from the freezer!) i can go longer periods in between snacking without my stomach starting a coup d'état!

this is fun: *nerd alert* i am lurving my new research topic! i have read 1 book, scoured websites for hours, and am building a checklist. there is So Much Information. i'm thrilled!

this is hard: michael says if i say one more thing about how "fat" i'm getting, he's sending me back to therapy. i say, isn't it cheaper for you to just keep telling me i'm not fat? also, getting dressed is not as much fun, but yay for krissy & mom visiting - they will help me find new clothes!

in other news....

i have long called my father "daddy". many a girl does and michael has always said how much he dislikes it. i thought he was opposed to a grown women calling her dad "daddy", because it sounds...i don't know what it sounds like to him? anyway, while making stovetop grilled cheese sandwiches, i was relaying how my daddy made the BEST grilled cheeses when we were kids. his technique was superior. and then micheal drops this bomb:

"can the baby not call me 'daddy'?"

whaaa?! why?!?! why must this man i married take all the joy out of life? after i protested (and listed off the bajillion other irrational things he doesn't like, such as using the word "baby" in reference to non-infants or putting up twinkle lights at christmas), he also vetoed 'Papa'. what say you internet? did i marry an insane man?


finally, i shared our pick for a boys name with some girls at work. if you don't know, we've decided on fenner if its a boy (and really, the name fenner is more like wands in harry potter - it chose us). they were all like "oh, that's cute! .... can you spell it for us?" i replied "f-e-n-n-e-r. it's a family name. well, the family name of some friends of ours, but we're bringing it over."
honestly, we don't give a crap who likes the name we picked, but i thought it was a funny thing for them to say.

i don't have a good title. i'm tired.

what the hell's going on in there? squirt has nearly every vital system/organ/structure formed. it's got either its coslopus or peeper, even though it's about 2 months before we can check 'em out (that makes us sound totally creepy). its eyes have moved from the side of its head to the front, like one of those weird fish, and now looks like a humanoid thing. also, i can poke myself and make it flip/squirm/roll around. haha baby! take that!

nom nom nom!: carbs & cheese (mac & cheese, grilled cheese, quesadillas, goldfish crackers, nacho chips, etc) oh, and soft serve ice cream - i would push someone into a bush for some soft serve ice cream

gr-oss!: eating too much, most veggies, and (apparently) mexican food :(

let's keep this up: naps. i love me some naps.

let's cut this out: pukies. enough said

this is fun: having an excuse to stay home and sleep on the weekend instead of partying it up

this is hard: um, no one told me i'd chunk out so quickly. blerg.

good for us! michael is being super nice, even when i'm acting completely ridiculous (i.e. "this town is stupid! why don't they have burgers i want to eat!")

(blech, this post was weird with its fonts. but i'm tired so, phooey)

lucky pirate

the 2nd graders each get a 5th grade buddy to encourage during their state TCAP tests. we create posters, write letters, & make little candy encouragement thingies for them. well, here is the MOST encouraging letter of all time:

dear [5th grade friend],
you will do good on your test! you're a good lucker! arrrr, you are a lucky pirate! you are the smartest fifth grader ever. you will beat the TCAP. you will go bananas when you get it right!
love, [2nd grade friend]

now if you don't feel encouraged by that, i fear for your sad little soul.

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speaking of luck, i was a lucky pirate today. on the way home from work, i was nearly man-slaughtered on the freeway. but i am a vigilant driver, so i noticed when the whacked out hoe in the next lane started to drift into my car and i was able to slow down. then i honked my horn for a long time and gave her a disappointed head shake as i drove past.


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speaking of disappointed head shakes, i was giving a secret one to michael when he mentioned going to a "dead man" festival this weekend. i was like, a frozen dead guy? what? why? which is the precise reaction my teammates had when i told them about it today. their curiosity wouldn't be sated until we looked up the details.

well, let me tell you. my secret head shake is now a head nod of approval. it sounds ridiculously fun, in a weird weird way. i can have my picture taken with a cryogenicly frozen dude. please visit the wiki en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frozen_Dead_Guy_Days or the website frozendeadguydays.org (a .org?! that's how you know it's serious).


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speaking of serious. my belly is out of control. please tell me this is because i'm short and the baby has nowhere else to go and NOT because i had a loose-goose wiggle belly before.

i am sucking it IN

michael says "look at those hoo-has" i say "what the hell is happening down there?"