I'm Better Now...

I'm not angry anymore :)  Here's a HAPPIER post, just in time for the holidays!!

Actually, Christmas was a few days ago.. but I'm still getting this posted before New Years.. so BOO-YA!

THE THINGS THAT MAKE ME STUPID EXCITED!!!

The Christmas Edition

NUMERO CINCO

A STAR WARS CHRISTMAS

Judge me.. I don't care..

DirecTV's Christmas gift to me was a day-long Star Wars marathon on Spike. 

(Technically, it was both Friday and Saturday, butEpisodes 1-3 suck donkey balls and they don't count... please note the above photo references the REAL Star Wars.)

PLUS.. Brian got me the Family Guy version of Return of the Jedi for Christmas.

PLUS.. when we watched the Family Guy version of Return of the Jedi, we also got the special feature showing the writers playing Star Wars Trivial Pursuit.

a) yes.. we spent 45 minutes of our lives we'll never get back watching other people..

on a DVD.. playing Trivial Pursuit.

b) I NEED THIS GAME... Megan and I, versus Scott and Brian. 

We would destroy them like the Empire destroyed Alderaan.

c) Judge me.. I don't care..

NUMERO CUATRO

MARY KAY SKIN STUFF

Another awesome gift from my awesome husband: some new Mary Kay facial products!!  I LOVE Mary Kay skin stuff--ever since Jenni was a Mary Kay girl when we lived together, I've been hooked.  This stuff makes your skin look and feel soooo soft... I mean, look at the girl in the picture!?! Look how happy she is!!

ok, she's probably getting paid 15 G's to smile in this picture.. which makes me sick.. but HEY!

So I'm excited to kick back in a hot bath with a good book and make myself pretty :)

NUMERO TRES

VICTORIA'S SECRET PAJAMA PANTS

OK, I'm starting to get worried how many pictures of gorgeous women I'm posting on this blog...

but again, LOOK HOW HAPPY SHE IS!! It's because she's wearing Victoria's Secret pajama pants.  They are ridiculous expensive, so I never buy them for myself, but my mom got me another pair for Christmas.  If I could live in them, I WOULD.  And I pretty much do at home.

BRILLIANT. 

If you are coming to visit me in the hospital after Easton's arrival, you'll probably see these pants.

NUMERO DOS

THE LEG IS BETTER!!!

I came down with malaria, a bad cold about two weeks ago.. and I don't know if my nerve sensors shifted their pain focus or what, but my leg has improved TREMENDOUSLY in the last few weeks.  The pain is still there, but I'm not chain-icing, I'm not having trouble sleeping, and I'm not limping as much. 

THANK YOU, GOD.

NUMERO UNO... ALWAYS :)

An INCREDIBLE husband whom I love more than anything,

a sweet dog who makes us laugh..

and an amazing gift from God who we'll meet in just a few weeks!
LOOK AT HIS SWEET, CHUBBY CHEEKS!! :)

 

MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE!!

I love you all, and hope to see you soon!

The Hate List

Every Friday (I think?) two of my favorite local sports talk personalities have a segment on their program, in which listeners are allowed to call and email in to just B***H about things they hate.  I'm stealing their idea.. as I've just spent the last 4+ hours.. on a Saturday.. the Saturday before Christmas.. Christmas shopping.. while being 8 months pregnant.. with a gimpy leg.  Yes, I'd like a little cheese with my whine :)

1) DOWNTOWN

Whenever possible.. I think it's awesome to shop at locally owned stores.  They are the small business owners that are part of our community, the money stays here, etc etc etc.  So I ventured to this awesome Christmas store in the Old Market to find some great gifts.  I did.. and I also found MANY a driver, who

a) didn't know where they where going so they drove 3 mph...

b) THOUGHT they knew where they were going, but unfortunately didn't fill anyone else in by using a FREAKING TURN SIGNAL..

c) was just flat out confused and turned the wrong way on a one-way street.. right as another car was coming at them.

2) CALLING ALL SHOPPERS

Do not.. I repeat.. DO NOT let your children have caffeine, sugar, or any medically prescribed upper before taking them to Target during Christmas season.  They may be fine at home.. but combined with a few sparkly red and green displays.. toy aisles.. and throngs of other Yule-Hyper-Kiddos.. they become PSYCHOTIC.  Unfortunately, Target was my nephew/cousin's kids shopping spot.. I had to visit the toy aisles.. and I almost drilled Barbie Fairy wands and/or action figure swords into my ear drums to stop the shrill ringing in my ears.  No, I am not a parent yet.. I will need many a lesson how to handle a child--not a baby or a toddler, a CHILD--who SCREAMS..NONSTOP.. for this, that, that other thing.. EVERYTHING... maddening.

3)  THEY FOLLOWED ME...

The Hyper-Brats-Kiddos must have heard on the loud speaker or something, 'she's going to Babies R Us next, folks!'  Because sure enough... there they were.. except this time, they were two girls, easily 8 or 9... FREAKING GOING BERZERK inside the store.  Climbing on the riding horse in the entryway, running and shreaking through the store like banshees, knocking clothes off racks, etc.  WHERE WERE THEIR PARENTS?!? No clue... but they were seriously OUT OF FREAKING CONTROL.

4)  THE MALL.. ON A SATURDAY.. BEFORE CHRISTMAS

I don't even think I need to write anything here. 

THE MALL.. ON A SATURDAY.. BEFORE CHRISTMAS.

4 hours later.. I am sitting on my couch, watching Harry Potter, eating a cheese pizza.  My treat to myself for surviving.  And I just went back for 2 more pieces.. after reliving the experience here :)  Did I mention for the first time, EVER, I had to sit down on a mall bench to catch my breath?  YOWSA.  But our Christmas shopping is DONE.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a I'M NEVER SHOPPING AGAIN.

Except maybe for cute baby stuff :)