So here I am at 5:30AM having been up since 4:00AM (a mere 2 hours after initially falling asleep) and unable to go back to sleep. I’m sooo tired, I can’t bring myself to be productive at this hour past what my mind woke me up to accomplish so I’m sitting here watching episodes of Cougar Town on hulu, which is a truly horrible sitcom. Don’t bother watching it… unless you’re awake at 5:30AM and vegging out in a partially comatose state and can thus find it amusing as background noise. Call me crazy but I get a little sick of TV shows and movies that make all women out to be emotionally unbalanced, histrionic, sexually manipulating, anorexic self-conscious bimbos who only care about looking like anorexic self-conscious bimbos. How’s that for a 5:30 in the morning opinion? I’ve got a million where that came from, folks.
I’m counting down the days to Justin’s week of vacation — 2 days! — since I’ve hardly seen him at all this month thanks to the evil hospital, and we’ve got a whole lot of nothing planned (besides fun errands like taking our aluminum to the recycling center) which sounds great since it’s just a few more weeks until we’re a family of three. Speaking of which, I think Justin is so ready for that day to come, if for no other reason than to stop hearing me say after my dog runs full speed over my foot or I stub my toe, “If this hurts, how am I ever going to handle labor and delivery?” Although to tell you the truth, I’m feeling better about it every day because I’m realizing I have educated myself rather thoroughly on the subject and mentally prepared myself. Well, as much as it’s possible to prepare for something like that.
And in other exciting, bloggable news, I am so sick of this stupid weather. We’re in highs in the 70s still (and will be for at least the next 10 days, which puts us into November, people!) and I’m hearing grocery store patrons talk about how it’s cold! I’m sweating in a paper-thin, long-sleeved tee and it has nothing to do with the pregnancy hormones coursing through my body and everything to do with the fact that it’s still too warm outside! Okay, it might have a little to do with the hormones, but mostly just the actual temperature outside!
Well, I think I’m going to try to get a few more hours of sleep if I can now that I’ve unwound and watched too much bad TV at an ungodly hour of the morning. Have a good Thursday!
[Update: No more sleep was had. Guess I'll save it for a mid-afternoon nap. Oh, the benefits of working from home and working for yourself.]
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it is quite frustrating how women are portrayed…sadly many watch these shows and do the same thing to themselves in real life…thus the cycle never ends. just makes it tougher for the intelligent, stable women around to overcome the stereotypes. when i can’t sleep i just grab a book or some crossword puzzles…i’m back to sleep in no time, of course, i don’t have a baby that is probably keeping me awake. of couse, i’ve decided these preggerly sleepless nights are just the bodies way of preparing you for the many sleepless nights that lie ahead. you will wish for as much sleep as you got last night in a few months.
we are waiting for our first snow here. it’s close and we woke to frost and 20-30 degree weather. off for a walk with the pups…say hey to turk..did he stay awake with you?
if by family of 3, you mean family of 4. poor turkle
Ahhh! Of course! What is wrong with me?? Family of 4! He’s about to get some much needed attention on this blog in a few minutes…. stay tuned….
And, yes, Betsy, I always feel bad for Turk when I don’t get any sleep because he just doesn’t get good rest if I don’t. He’s too busy following me around the house, making sure I’m within view. Poor guy!