While looking through my spam folder to make sure no legit mail was sent there, I noticed a trend. I have over 100 emails from some services letting me know that "A wife in your area wants to hook up (discreetly)."
What kind of sites did I have to visit to get that kind of spam? And was it the same ones that send me spam about getting my colon cleansed for cheap?
Friday, April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
on main street
Monday it was spring! I swear it was. Bright, sunny and 70 degrees. Then this morning it looked like this -
This is not OK.
This is not OK.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
the sound of displeasure
MEHH!
MEHH! MEHH!
The noise pierced the cloud of unconscious and I rolled over to get a peek at the clock. 2:30am. Just like I thought. Wash continued to glare at me from the lofty position he had taken on top of my pillow.
MEHH!
I know and he knows but he doesn't know that I know and this is what he's trying to remedy.
Wash is going to the vet this morning so he can have a tooth extracted. It's a minor procedure that I had been hoping to avoid but it turns out it's necessary. And because anesthesia will be involved, Wash couldn't have anything to eat after 10pm last night. He didn't know this. I mean, how do you explain it to a cat?
So at 2:30am he was announcing to me that he had discovered there was no food dish where his food dish should be. Oh the horror! And he was displeased. Mightily.
Instead of trying to explain the hows and whys to my sweet kitten in the dead of night, I instead settled him into the (not for long) empty hollow in front of my belly and rubbed his head until we both fell asleep. I was seriously hoping he wouldn't remember in the morning.
Alas. Not to be. He was the first one out of bed this morning after the alarm sounded, announcing his disapproval of the situation to all who would listen. Mainly us and anyone awake within a 2 block radius.
MEHH! MEHH! MEHH! His disapproval followed me out of the house this morning. Hopefully the cocktail of tuna and antibiotic he'll get this afternoon will be enough to soothe the injustices of having such caring parents.
MEHH! MEHH!
The noise pierced the cloud of unconscious and I rolled over to get a peek at the clock. 2:30am. Just like I thought. Wash continued to glare at me from the lofty position he had taken on top of my pillow.
MEHH!
I know and he knows but he doesn't know that I know and this is what he's trying to remedy.
Wash is going to the vet this morning so he can have a tooth extracted. It's a minor procedure that I had been hoping to avoid but it turns out it's necessary. And because anesthesia will be involved, Wash couldn't have anything to eat after 10pm last night. He didn't know this. I mean, how do you explain it to a cat?
So at 2:30am he was announcing to me that he had discovered there was no food dish where his food dish should be. Oh the horror! And he was displeased. Mightily.
Instead of trying to explain the hows and whys to my sweet kitten in the dead of night, I instead settled him into the (not for long) empty hollow in front of my belly and rubbed his head until we both fell asleep. I was seriously hoping he wouldn't remember in the morning.
Alas. Not to be. He was the first one out of bed this morning after the alarm sounded, announcing his disapproval of the situation to all who would listen. Mainly us and anyone awake within a 2 block radius.
MEHH! MEHH! MEHH! His disapproval followed me out of the house this morning. Hopefully the cocktail of tuna and antibiotic he'll get this afternoon will be enough to soothe the injustices of having such caring parents.
Friday, April 3, 2009
why i love you
I read somewhere once that you should marry a man who you would be happy if your son grew up to be just like him.
If all of our children grow up to be just like you - I would be the luckiest woman in the world.
If all of our children grow up to be just like you - I would be the luckiest woman in the world.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
firsts
The last 10 weeks have been filled with more excitement and anxiety than I ever thought possible. Finding out I was PREGNANT! on February 13th brought a reserved sort of elation. I was thrilled - but do you know how many things you can do wrong to hurt your baby? The list is endless.
But yesterday we heard our baby’s heart beat for the first time and all that anxiety drained away. I’m still a little paranoid about screwing something up but I’ve never been so proud to become a mother.
Sometimes I don’t know which has been worse - the physical symptoms of the pregnancy or the overwhelming knowledge that we’ll be in charge of another life in 9 months. I’ve spent the last 10 weeks fighting overpowering nausea 24 hours a day and an all-consuming exhaustion. I never threw up, but instead had to suffer the feeling that I COULD(!), at any second(!), spew my breakfast all over my desk. I’ve also slept more than I have at any other time in my life, including those few months that I had mono. Right around 8pm my eyes start to close on their own and I’d have to beg off watching the rest of whatever show is still on. Jason’s been really patient and supportive, even tucking me in every night at a time when no decent person would even think about bed.
But even the nausea is something I've come to appreciate. These things are all experiences that I now get to list under “First Times”:
First pregnancy
First experience with morning sickness
First time I heard the baby’s heart beat
First time my boobs have come alive, grown massively and taken on a life of their own (this one I’m really enjoying and so is Jason)
First time no one’s tried to stop me from eating dessert for every meal
First time I've been scared out of my mind that I might irrevocably mess another person's life up
I've never been more excited about anything, EVER!
But yesterday we heard our baby’s heart beat for the first time and all that anxiety drained away. I’m still a little paranoid about screwing something up but I’ve never been so proud to become a mother.
Sometimes I don’t know which has been worse - the physical symptoms of the pregnancy or the overwhelming knowledge that we’ll be in charge of another life in 9 months. I’ve spent the last 10 weeks fighting overpowering nausea 24 hours a day and an all-consuming exhaustion. I never threw up, but instead had to suffer the feeling that I COULD(!), at any second(!), spew my breakfast all over my desk. I’ve also slept more than I have at any other time in my life, including those few months that I had mono. Right around 8pm my eyes start to close on their own and I’d have to beg off watching the rest of whatever show is still on. Jason’s been really patient and supportive, even tucking me in every night at a time when no decent person would even think about bed.
But even the nausea is something I've come to appreciate. These things are all experiences that I now get to list under “First Times”:
First pregnancy
First experience with morning sickness
First time I heard the baby’s heart beat
First time my boobs have come alive, grown massively and taken on a life of their own (this one I’m really enjoying and so is Jason)
First time no one’s tried to stop me from eating dessert for every meal
First time I've been scared out of my mind that I might irrevocably mess another person's life up
I've never been more excited about anything, EVER!
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