Am I really having a baby?

Everytime I read Dooce, I am reminded of the fact that by Christmas Nick and I will have a miniature version of our combined dna living in our house.

It's such a surreal thought that most of the time it doesn't even register, but then, when I watch a video with Leta talking, I am hyper-aware that in three years I too will have a small child running around saying funny things.

At least I hope it is funny -- I have irrational fear that my kid will not be funny, in fact this is one of my largest concerns with the pregnancy. Not missing toes, but a sense of humor. This right here should be enough to reassure -- nobody this wacked out could have a kid that wasn't funny.

Anyway, sitting tight for now. My belly button is looking a bit strange these days - it's much shallower than it used to be and Nick wants to put coins inside it.

How do you laugh over text?

I'm pretty much a hahhaha, which sometimes comes out ahahaha, because my fingers are dyslexic or something, but once in a while, I pull out a Muahahaha, if I feel like I deserve evil genius points.

My brother, on the other hand, always uses, hehe. I love that about him.

Plus, he's very funny. You should click on the link to "Brody's site" and then email him, just like my stalker ex-boyfriend (if you can call him that, I certainly was never allowed to use that word) from ten years ago.

Neat!

The accidental book thief

In the past two years I can count the number of non-school related books I've read on one hand, hell, probably on one finger. I generally feel a surge of wanting to read in the warmer months because as a kid I would stick a lawn chair in the sparse shade of a Palo Verde tree and hide away with snacks, reading voraciously for hours.

Best snack foods while reading:

Popsicles (I only got Dole Fruit-n-Juice, but I believe all popsicles will work)
Apples and peanut butter
Assorted other fruits, but not grapes because it's difficult to read and pluck them to make sure they are not mushy or weird

This term for school has been alternately relaxed and intense, much like having a job. When you have work to do it's a lot of work, but there isn't any busywork or bullshit like that. All in all, I have enjoyed that aspect of the class very much. That, and the fact that I am only taking *one* class instead of two, provided a lot of downtime which meant I could get caught up on my reading.

Over memorial day weekend I went to Amber and Ryan's house and perused their books, of which there are many. I know I have a load of books I haven't read, but other people's reading choices are always so much more interesting as they provide insight into personality.

I've already read three books since then and as I was just finishing Bradbury's "Illustrated Man," I thought I needed some fresh books to enjoy.

So, Amber, Ryan, if you read this anymore, here's what I think I took from you:


1) Snowcrash. (reading it next, probably will start next week)
2) The Tesseract (not, as I'd hoped, a Sci-Fi book, but still really good! I'm enthralled)
3) Something else - don't know what.

Slowly but surely

I guess you could say I'm getting a little pooch at this point. I've gained about 6lbs and most of my adorably sexy pants fit everywhere but the tummy.

But I don't want to talk about the baby right now. This is an exceptional time in the pregnancy where you don't even know you are pregnant and I really like it. My energy is up and I'm devoting most of my spare time to school -- which is good since I recently received confirmation that yes, in fact, I am graduating in a few weeks.

I feel totally apathetic about it and that's probably because right now, as is the norm at the end of the term, I am slaving away to finish the project I'm currently working on. It's pretty good and I'm confident I'll get an A, which should very easily allow me to graduate with highest distinction just as I planned.

The graduation itself is probably something I'll skip seeing as how it's on a Friday and I have to be there at 8:30 and it goes until 2. The only reason I can think to go is to get out of going to work for the day, but after cutting back to four days a week, I could probably use the money associated with slaving away for a Friday.

I think as overwhelmed as crazy stressed as I have felt while going to school I am definitely going to miss the flurry of activity that comes with working your ass off towards a goal. I had a free day this weekend for the first time in a month and couldn't think of anything to do because I'd already unpacked and cleaned the entire house and seen a movie. I think I'm just one of those people who's bound and determined to have an overly busy life, and while it can be exhausting I can't say I relish the idea of just sitting around on my duff.

Unless I'm camping or sitting around a bbq, and until I have my own space with a yard, that's something that will have to wait.

Speaking of houses, the one on my sister's block is still for sale. They continue to lower the price but not so much as to make it affordable to us. Maybe in 8 months or so. We'll keep watching it I guess and see how things go.

That's it.

Soon I will have nothing but time and I'll post more. For now I will continue pursuing my masters until I have something in writing. Just a few more weeks and it will be completely finished. How weird.