Jun 27 2005

Why, John Fluevog, WHY?! Why do you have to make shoes I can’t resist? Why can’t you make me hate you? The only thing I hate about you is that I CAN’T AFFORD YOU!!!!!!!! WAHHHHH!!!!!!!

Jun 27 2005

I think everyone should know- I have a truly marvelous husband. Not only does he put up with my shit DAILY, but he, very willingly I might add, gave me a fantastic massage last night. With fancy massage oil and everything. He even agreed to watch the pregnancy massage portion of my yoga dvd before he started so that he would know the areas he shouldn’t touch. He’s so thoughtful. Yes, I did give him a shoulder/back massage quickly first, but it was very quick and I got a foot, leg and back massage in return- a good investment, I’d say. Also a very relaxing way to end a nice weekend. He basically put me to sleep. I just had to scooch over to my side of the bed with my boyfriend/body pillow and go to sleep. Ahhh…

Cole has been keeping us enthralled by his alien-like punches and kicks to the belly. It’s so fun to think about how big he must be getting by now. This week he’s probably about 12 inches long from head to heel and he probably weighs about a pound. I’m sure it must be getting a little cramped in there. You’d think that babies would be happy to come out after so long being stuck in one position, but most of them seem to be pretty unhappy about the change and you have to swaddle them to try to recreate the environment. Weird little creatures.

We only have a couple more weeks to wait for the car! It seems like I’ve been waiting for this car forever some days and other days that the time has just screamed by. What happened to June, anyway? Before this week is over it’ll be July! I’m not complaining, in fact, I ‘m happy to have the time pass so painlessly, I’m just wondering how I spent it. I must have been in a work induced coma for a couple weeks. Soon it will be August and I’ll get to leave this place for a week and then it will be October and we’ll have our baby boy! I’m not going to acknowledge September this year. I think it was just put there to annoy me.

I’ve been giving some thought to what I will do (besides reaching up and yanking this kid out by myself) if I’m still pregnant for Halloween. I’ve had the same suggestion from several people so far about what I should dress up as. Funnily enough, most of the people doing the suggesting have been Catholic. They’ve all said I should be a pregnant nun. I’m not so sure. I guess I should also think about what to dress Cole as if he has come out by that time (like a good boy). Maybe a caterpillar or a pea-pod. Any suggestions? Even if we don’t go anywhere we’ll have to dress up just for pictures. Jeez, maybe he’ll be born ON Halloween and I won’t have to do anything! That would suck. That would mean that every Halloween, instead of getting a babysitter and going out, I’ll have to stay home for my kid’s damn birthday. Let him have any other day! (I’m really just joking-Halloween’s WAY more fun when you do trick-or-treating with kids. They do all the work for the candy and then you take it away and eat it all yourself because it’s not good for their teeth. Really, I’m not mean and selfish, I’m just health conscious.) But really, I’d love to hear the costume suggestions that everybody comes up with.

Jun 27 2005

My good pal Otis (Green Apron Monkey over there to the left) has tagged me to answer a meme-thingy about 6 albums and six songs that mean something to me. Bitch. Really, I’ve never been good about knowing specific songs or remembering the names/artists of ones I like and I REALLY don’t know albums. So I am going to answer the song part as much as I can and forget the album part even exists (unless I think of something). Here we go. I’m sure that as soon as I post this I will remember all the songs I REALLY should have put down and might have to do this all over again…

In no particular order:

1) Red Dress- Maia Sharp
This is a song that I came across just recently via the awesome local public radio station (one of the few things I like and would miss about Pittsburgh). It is a song about being anti-conformist without any of the teenage-angsty bad poetry that usually comes with that subject. The lyrics are good, the tune is good, her voice is good- what more can you ask for? You won’t take away my red dress. (Nor my red shoes, for that matter.)

2) I’m Not a Virgin Anymore- Poe
Not a new song, but a good older one. I don’t like this song because I can identify with it (I’m not really a bitter ho), but because it’s fun to sing along to something that is so unlike yourself. And it’s just a fun song to sing along to, Period. Not many songs by girls are nasty, either, especially non-rap songs. Good bitchy fun.

3) The next would be a classical song- I think by Bach. Honestly, I love this song but I never bother remembering what it is. I’ll find it and get back to you and tell you why it’s meaningful then.

4) Landslide- Any version
It just makes me think about my Mom and Sister. We were going to sing it at Strawberry. Maybe next year. Sometimes when I’m feeling all pregnant and hormonal it makes me cry- I’m not really sure why…

5) Art Star- Yeah Yeah Yeahs
This song just makes me crack up. Every. TIme. It’s so true… (Say it in your best Kids in the Hall voice.)

6) Nina Simone. I just can’t choose a song. No one does pure, gut-wrenching emotion like Nina. Billie Holliday only wishes she could have the talent that Nina does in her little fingernail. No contest. Plus, you gotta love a lady who got so disgusted with America that she moved to France. She’s my idol.

WHEW. That’s hard. I’m sure I made some glaring ommissions (they’re just not glaring yet- I’ll wait til I see the whites in their eyes).

A couple albums I thought of:

1) The White Album- The Beatles (duh!)
This was the first CD my family owned. We bought it before we even owned a CD player. My sister and I wanted to hear it so badly that we made a tape (of what, I don’t remember) to play for my parents. We had just heard about subliminal messages and thought we would try it out. When we played the tape for my parents, every so often the music would stop and you could hear us chanting “get a CD player, get a CD player” over and over. Then the music would fade back in. We hadn’t realized that our tape recorder would cut out the music when we recorded our voices. My parents thought it was so funny that they did, eventually, buy a CD player- a much bigger investment then than now! When we finally got to hear the album, all the wait was worth it. We played the crap out of it. Still, when I hear a song from that album (or almost any Beatles, really) it’s almost as if I was born knowing it. They were some of the first songs I learned to play on my guitar, too. I think I’ll have to buy it for Cole- it’s something no one should grow up without.

2) Metallica- Metallica (the black album)
Maybe not great, but what got me into metal and metal’s just fun. (Too bad Metallica went down the shitter though)

3) Beastie Boys- Ill Communication
Again, maybe not great but what got me into rap (if you can call it that). Still one I love for long car trips.

4) Ry Cooder- I forget the album. ACK!
I still have memories of being 2 years old and dancing with my daddy to this album in our house in Tennessee. Those were the good days before my sister came (just joking- mostly!) I loved having him spin me around. My dad is still one of the most fun guys to dance with. One of the biggest reasons I wished I was having a daughter was so that she could have memories like this with her daddy and grandad, but maybe they’ll dance with Cole and his memories will be just as good.

I guess my album list isn’t so much about favorites as it is about influences. I could probably do this everyday and come up with something different each time. ALready I’m thinking of things that maybe should have been on it. I’ll obsess over this for weeks now- thanks a lot Otis! Let me know how I can return the favor!!