Friday, February 27, 2009

Since When?

Ok. Since when are you supposed to refrigerate soy sauce? Teriyaki sauce? Hell, I never even knew you were supposed to shake teriyaki until I was cooking and looked up in the cupboard that have the sauce in it and noticed that the bottom was darker. This is all news to me! I figure we've been eating room temperature sauces for quite sometime now with no ill effects as to speak of so why waste any fridge space by putting them in?

In other news, from the always credible Onion newspaper, it turns out Craig Counsell was actually the best player during the steriod era. Here, read.
NEW YORK—After the records of players who used performance-enhancing drugs are carefully removed, statistics provided by the Elias Sports Bureau indicate that lifetime .255 hitter Craig Counsell was the best player of the past 15 years. "If you judge them on the basis of pure physical ability, you're left with Craig Counsell," said ESB representative Patrick Wondolowski, adding that Counsell's 35 career home runs narrowly beat out Quinton McCracken's 21 and pitcher Glendon Rusch's three. Upon hearing the news, broadcaster Bob Uecker lauded the Brewers utilityman as "one of the best I ever saw, if we're talking about those who I can say without a doubt never took steroids. He came this close to stealing a base off of Ivan Rodriguez, and I swear I heard him foul tip a Roger Clemens fastball. The kid could flat-out steroid-free play. One time he was playing third base and he caught a Rafael Palmeiro line drive—just caught it, right in his mitt." When asked about his Hall of Fame chances, Counsell dodged the question by asking if anyone had a few bucks so he could go buy a sandwich.

Hehe. It made me giggle even though they are rippin' on him some.

Got the NCIS Official Soundtrack yesterday! Woooooooohooo! Now if I ever want to throw my roommate for a loop, I can just play the theme song at a weird time and be like "what? NCIS is just starting at 8:47." I also picked up a Seether CD. Only 7 bucks, can't go wrong.

Ayait. I'm outtie.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Born Again

I hate hooded sweatshirts.

Well, I should amend that and say I hate 98% of hooded sweatshirts until I fix 'em. (There are the rare 2% that I have no problem with as they come.) I cannot stand the constriction on my neck from them! I feel like if I flex my neck muscles then it's like "hello, where's the weight room?" It drives me nuts. Then as if the inability to move my head with out interference isn't bad enough, trying to get one off with my gourd can be a painful experience. I feel like I'm reliving my birth! Once the head's out it's easy going.

So I fix 'em. First I take the string out, then I slit the neck. Gives me a little breathin' room. And it also makes me look like one high class woman.

So note to anyone who ever thinks a hooded sweatshirt will make a good gift, don't be offended if I tear it apart slightly. Or make sure it's got a gigantic head hole.

I was copying down the Brewers schedule onto my Brewers calendar in my Brewers themed room (ok the last is a lie my room isn't themed....that much) And I noticed something sort of odd. They play a team a lot in a short time span. Three games per team is the norm, everyone knows that. And in the division you face the other teams four-five times a year. They just seem to play two teams twice within a three week span a lot. More then I remember from last year.

For example, the play San Diego July 31st- Aug 2. Then against LA, then the Astros, then again the Pads then again the Astros with the last game 8/16. 12 of 15 games they play against the same two opponents. I just find it odd. Then a little later they go Cards, Giants, Cards. Then a little while later Cubs, Astros, Cubs.

I just don't recall such repeats last season.

Oh and 40 days until Opening Day. 22 days (!!!) until Phoenix.

Yeah. That's right.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

What to expect

Read a good little bedtime book last night. What to Expect When You're Expecting.

Not because I'm expecting, but because it was there and I thought to myself, "why yes. I would like to know what to expect in the first month of my pregnancy!" and who knew that technically speaking you don't get pregnant until your third week of pregnancy? Not me! That was news to my ears! But it also got me thinking, does that mean I could say I'm pregnant one week every month? No, no I don't think so.

I should explain myself. We went up to my brothers this weekend. Ma and Pa slept in a hotel room while me and AB stayed at the T's. (um crying baby two times a night vs dad's snoring? I'll take crying baby for 300 Alex) Anyway. I slept on the floor in the nursery and on the bookshelf was the book. So I thought why not read a little? Can't do any harm. Plus I wasn't in the mood to read Barack Obama's book.

Interesting stuff that pregnancy stuff. Seems like a whole lot of wishy washy stuff. Some women have terrible morning sickness. Some don't. Some women have terrible heartburn. Some don't. Some women's libido goes craaaaaaaaaaaazy in the second trimester, some in the first. Is there anything definite about it except the getting big and having a baby part?

Anyway. The one thing that sparked my interest was the part about eczema. In that Q&A part at the end of I don't know which month, the question was about women who have eczema and how being knocked up affects it. I, as a woman who is cursed with eczema, was sadden to hear that for some it becomes almost unbearable. Well great! It's already bad enough to drive me off the deep end! I already wake up in the middle of the night scratching my legs without knowing I was doing it. Just what I want. To be knocked up and scratching my legs like it's going out of style on top of all those other things the book says might happen. Key word in all of this is might. The book also said for some lucky women their eczema clears up while having a bun in the oven. Sign me up for multiple children if that is my case!

I did not enjoy the illustrations in that book either. Fetuses are gross looking when they look like blobs. But I'll take the artists rendition over the actual picture any day. Thank you abortion protesters and your nasty ass posters!

SOPHIA REGETTI! The women from Grumpy Old Men II. She's doing something at the Oscars right now. And wtf is up with the format of them this year? Granted I haven't watched, like, any of it but what the hell happened to them saying the person's name and just showing a clip?

Ok. Ewww the Homewrecker. Angelina Jol-youcsuck!

Oh yay! Kate Winslet won! Oh I like her. Haven't seen the movie but I like her.

Ayait. Over and out.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Birthday(s)

Ah, the best day of the year has rolled around once more.

Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Though really, all the exciting birthdays have passed until the decade marks. I guess 25 might be exciting cause then I could rent a car. But 21 was the last big milestone until 30. Yikes! 30! What the...how can that be the next birthday of large importance?! It's ok...I have eight years.

No big plans really. I'm going to have a beer with lunch because damnit! It's my birthday and I can do whatever I want! Probably going to go out tonight for a drink or two. I don't wanna get drunk since I have classes tomorrow. I have the sneaking suspicion that going to weight training while hungover would not be a good thing. "eight...nine...oh no (barf) sorry about your shoes man who can do curls with 125 lbs. Please don't break me with your thumbs" I also have to do a presentation so that wouldn't be wise to be up there and be very blazay.

People kept waking me up this morning though. First my uncle sent me a text then my dad. Then my mom called. But my mom called at a reasonable time of almost 10 which was better then the 8 AM of the other two.

Tomorrow is my blogs birthday. It shall be two years old. Happy early birthday blog! It's been fun. I've noticed the decrease of posts per year has gone down. Still over 100 so I say I'm not neglecting.

Right on party people. I got homework to do. On my birthday of all things....

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Puddin'

I will no longer look towards Valentines Day with such dread.

My lil puddin' was born that day! It just got 100000 times better!

Aw she's so adorable! Of course I might have a little bit of a bias opinion but she is a cutie. I won the guess Addisyn's weight contest so I got to hold her first. Take that suckers! I guessed she'd weigh 8 lb 6 oz and she came in at 8-7. I told 'em that us February babies are chunkers! Plus she was in there a while cooking so she should be a little hefty! Just for the record I was 9 lb 6oz at birth so the girl ain't got nothin' on me but my logic worked well!

I will also have to teach her the trick of being a Valentine's baby. If I can get away with the excuse that I don't have to get my parents anything for Valentine's Day cause I'm their late present, then she will definetly get away with it!

It's just so exciting! I can't wait until Saturday when I can see her again. I've already took about a gazillion pictures of her but I need mooooooore! Next weekend I told my p-units to bring up the good camera so I can get some better shots of her. Plus she won't be in the hospital so I can fiddle around with some stuff to get some goodies.

Ok well I gotta go. My Jezebel is being a bitch. I had to uninstall all my software I installed in it because she gave me this blue screen of death, as we call it, saying that something was amiss. But now thing's aren't amiss since I took off some stuff. Slowly I'll add it back on so and see what exactly pissed her off. Then I can go tell the Geek Squad to fix her. They have an online chat with the geeks. I talked to an Agent this morning about my Jez. It was kinda cool but the nerd didn't give me any good solutions.

Peace party people! Take a look at my puddin'!Awwwww. Isn't that cute?!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

18

Get this.

If the baby is not born between now and the 18th, they are going to induce on the 18th.

What's that? Why, why is the 18th such a fabu day? Cuz it's my birthday! As if the day couldn't get any better, a baby might be born on it. Yeah. Badass! I just hope in years to come I won't be at the kids birthday party and be like "wait a minute guys...you know it's my birthday too right? Mom? You didn't even get me a CARD?!" Of course the kid has to be born on that day.

How can yesterday be such a sun filled glorious day where unicorns were frolicking in a field as rainbows filled the sky and today is a glummy rainy day? Oh that's right it's February. Yesterday was a fluke.

No weird dreams to report. A nice change I guess. I had one that was sorta weird but not way out there. I've had dreams like it before.

I think I'm gonna go home this weekend. I gotta get my peanut butter pie! I told my mom that she can also go ahead and make one for next weekend to take up to Tyler's so they can have some. She just laughed at that.

Chow mien noodles!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Create

So this weekend I've done much of nothing. Basically I have just had creative outbursts. Wrote some stuff, played with some pictures. I find it awkward when I'm editing a picture of a person and I have to keep staring at them. It's like they're staring back at me and I don't like it!

Nothing new has really been happening. Work is just as I remember it. I still rock at it.

I need to get out of the house though. Man. I've just been sitting on my ass since Friday night. I went over to Lauren's and sat on my ass there. I had to watch part of Alien vs Predator. Yuck! I hate those f-ing movies.

Here. Look at some of the new stuff I've been doing since I really don't have anything else to say.

Doesn't JJ look even more smokin' in black and white?