June 25th, 2010
I’d rather be baby shopping.
The closer we get to the end of the semester (only four more weeks!) and thus graduation, the less motivated I am to do homework.
Things I’d rather do:
- look at really cute baby boy outfits at the store and hope someone buys them for me
- bake cookies (I got icing colors and new decorating tips for Mother’s Day and I haven’t had time to use them)
- read any book I want
- make some slippers (I’ve had the stuff for months, I just haven’t done it)
- pack boxes in preparation of moving to a bigger apartment
- take a long nap, eat something, take another nap
Things that are bothering me right now:
- the squeaky door to the women’s bathroom
- the girl talking loudly on the phone to her mother (they are discussing where she should live next semester)
- the people who think that because a computer monitor is black the computer must be broken
- the two girls having a loud discussion about things I don’t want to hear about
- my twitching eye
- did I mention the squeaky bathroom door?
June 15th, 2010
This is a real ad:
The obvious mystery: “very gently used” for what?
I’m seriously considering buying some.
What kind of snob needs new toilet paper, anyway?
June 10th, 2010
For all the people who want to see me fat.
This is me 22 weeks and four days pregnant. For all those who don’t speak pregnancy: five months. Exactly four months from today is my due date. Bring it.
You’ll have to forgive the messy hair: this pregnant lady takes naps and doesn’t fix her hair. I feel incredibly ridiculous posing for belly pictures, but it must be done. My innie belly button is dangerously close to being an outie.
According to the books, baby Mowgli (no name picked yet) is about the size of a papaya: 8 inches and 1.2 pounds.
June 9th, 2010
Yesterday, I spent the afternoon with Rachel.
Isn’t she pretty?
Rachel was my roommate in 2006, and we’ve been the best of friends ever since. She’s graduating in July too, and wanted me to take some pictures of her to be sent out with her graduation announcements.
Took pictures I did.
Apparently, I’m really funny. We got a lot of these.We had a fun afternoon. I think she’s gorgeous, so I post pictures of her on my blog.
A note from the author:
I have no idea why there are empty frames showing up. I tried to make them go away, but I don’t know the right magic words.
June 7th, 2010
I never have to do homework again.
1 month, 16 days
6 weeks, 4 days
I graduate from college. I tried to write a sentence about how I feel about that. There are simply too many feelings for one sentence so, instead, I just sat blinking. I’ll be almost 30 weeks pregnant (i.e. fat).
Two notes from the author:
#1: All calculations were performed by the “computational knowledge engine” Wolfram Alpha and not by me, so they can be trusted.
#2: I know that they are both Latin so people have a hard time, but there is a difference in the usage of the abbreviations e.g. and i.e.; they aren’t meant to be used interchangeably. E.g. means “for example” and i.e. means “that is” or “in other words.” So, if someone wrote, “Tonight we will be playing fun games, i.e. Twister and Telephone.” That means they are only playing games Twister and Telephone. If they had written, “Tonight we will be playing fun games, e.g. Twister and Telephone.” That means Twister and Telephone are just examples of games they will be playing. I’m just passing on the knowledge so that one day I won’t have to read posters and other promotional materials implying things they don’t mean.
June 5th, 2010
And I want it to last for the rest of my life.
Our apartment is outrageously clean. All of our clothes, towels, blankets, mats, rugs, and rags have been washed, folded and put away. All of the dishes are done. The floor has been vacuumed, swept, and mopped. There are fresh cookies in the kitchen.
Moving on to funny things.
I get weekly email updates from Baby Center about pregnancy, babies, and other stuff I honestly don’t read. These email updates include illustrations of what my baby “looks” like for that week. A few weeks ago, I opened my email and was greeted by this hilariously disturbing illustration:
I’m speechless. I have no idea why they thought to represent a baby at 19 weeks like that.
This is the illustration for this week:
I think this child looks a lot more comfortable. Apparently from 19 to 22 weeks, the child gets positioning figured out. Though, it does look a little like a mummy pose to me.