Right now, I'm trying to talk myself into making something for dinner... I haven't made chili in a long time, and I know Jeremy would like it, but it's a lot of work, and I tired.... All day, been very blah. BLAAAAAH! And I only worked for 5 hours... Well, technically, more than that because I had a conference call this morning, but out in the field only 5 hours. So I dunno... It was so hot today... They said it was 85, but it wasn't. My car registered at 107 at one point (I guess it takes the humidity into account, because it did rain a bit today...) and that didn't make me feel any better. Oh well.
I'd really REALLY like to start working on the baby's room. I'm anxious, but at the same time, I walk in there and just cry because there are so many boxes still just stacked up hiding... We took care of most of the boxes when all my wonderful friends came over to help unpack us, but there's still more junk (mostly Jeremy's... All of my junk is at my parent's house.) And way too much work junk. I mean, really, it's getting out of hand. They just send me four more boxes of these stupid game cubes (they're broken down in the box, but when put together are about 12"x12"x18" cubes) that I'll probably never get rid of because most stores don't want them in their stores, and I don't really have a lot of room for them in my car to cart around with me.... ARGHA-BARGHA, as James would say. :-P Maybe when we take our vacation in October, we can work on that before we head outta town (don't know where we're going yet, but I don't really want to go away for a long time... and no more freakin' planes... I'm so sick of flying, and I've only done it a few times since being pregnant... well, 4 times round trip, I guess... NO MORE!) I guess we'll see.
I haven't mentioned the stupid cat lately. He's still stupid and I still hate him. Jeremy bought him this little fancy water bowl fountain thingie... It's a good thing I buy stuff for OUR baby, because Jeremy's already got HIS--the dang cat. Maybe he'll follow me outside one day when I go to work, and get lost trying to find his way home... His collar's gone now, so someone would think he's a stray and maybe keep him???? okay, time to stop dreaming. The beast is only 4 or 5 years old... he ain't going anywhere for a long time. Double :-P :-P
August is almost over... My brothers are back in school, the stores a less busy, and it's business as usual in the Wilcox home. I guess we're getting ready to sell my car soon. It was nice while it lasted... kinda... I hate buying cars, and then having a somewhat negative experience about it, because then everytime I get in the car, I associate it with those negative feelings. And gosh darnit, I don't need anymore negative feelings invading my life! I've got enough stuff to bring me down already. All I hafta do is think about trying to work on the baby's room.....
I have yet to shed the rest of my "Vegas Weight". I came back from Vegas and my scale at home said I gained 17 lbs... I knew I couldn't have gained THAT much in one week, and luckily it's gone down (I'm assuming it was mostly water weight from travelling, though we all pigged out a little more than usual--I did try to fill up on salad and fruits, but there was always so much good stuff to eat! And we had soda available to us at all hours of the day. That didn't help...) but I'm still 5 or 6 lbs heavier than I was when I left. Still, that would put my total weight gain for this pregnancy thus far at only 10 lbs, according to my scale (I'm afraid the one at my Dr's will think differently...) So I guess I shouldn't beat myself up TOO much about. This is no time for dieting after all... it just kills me because I was doing so well. Add another "negative" to my repretoire of thoughts.
Stephin is taller than me. He's 13, has a "man's voice", and is now taller than me. Soon, he'll be taller than James (another inch or two...) The big question is, will he beat my Dad... Hmmm... At 6'4", that's a tall order (ha... ha.... ha....), but outta all the boys, I think Stephin's got the best chance. Jason stopped at 6 ft (although he claims "6 ft 1 inch!"), James is just shy under 6 ft, so who knows... I guess that's not a bad compromise, considering my Mom is only 5'2".
I bought this Dial Foaming Handsoap stuff, mostly because it was on sale (3 pack for $4.77). It's not as nice as the berry Softsoap that we had before. In fact, this stuff is junk compared to that stuff (and that stuff wasn't expensive...) I'm disappointed. Ohhhh welllll....
Jeremy bought Madden 07.... There goes our "quality time". It's football season, ladies and gentlemen. And he wants to get Directv so he can get "The Ticket!" Yay....
On a happy note...... ummm.... hold on, gotta find one....
Still looking......
There's gotta be something here somewhere.......
Umm.... okay, how 'bout this: nope, nope, that won't due....
Oh, okay, I got one. Well, small group is tomorrow night, and that's usually good times. And in a couple of weeks, we'll be having dinner with the Cote's, which sounds like good food and good fun. Yup, those are both happy things.
That's all I've got for tonight.
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