Catching up!

Anthony still won’t let me post the sonogram pictures but I can tell you she is a crazy beautiful little girl with huge eyes and big lips like her momma. She kind of looks like a doll and I can't wait to hold her. We get to have another sonogram on the 13th so they can get the pictures she wouldn't hold still for the first time (she is going to be a handful!) so I hopefully will get to watch her throw a hissy fit again. OH! It finally happened. Baby girl kicked Cheech. It was awesome! He insists on trying to sit where my lap USED to be and ends up in this weird position that looks like a cross between a magician doing his “Voila!” and a gang member sprawled on a bench from one of those lock up shows on MSNBC. (Shut up, I love those shows..That is real reality TV drama people!) So picture my dog all sprawled half on my lap and half on my belly when baby girl decided she was unhappily smushed and gave a great big kick. Cheech jumped and spun his head around to look at my belly, expecting to see SOMETHING but just ending up confused. He got up and moved off the belly with a puppy sigh and settled next to me. Poor thing didn’t even get any sympathy because I was laughing too darn hard to comfort him! I really hope they can be friends after they get used to each other!

I am trying to get a handle on what her current schedule is so that I can be prepared for when she gets here but as far as I can tell she just wakes up about every 3 hours and throws herself a little party until she is worn out and then grabs some more z's. She is a lot like me in college. :)

Breaking news....I am nuts.

Here is a quick summary of last evening at my house: Got home, went for a run, had dinner with Anthony. He ended up allowing me to skip the gym since I had opted for a jog so after dinner I cozied up and settled in for tv and puppy snugglin' good times. What happened next shall forever haunt me...the LARGEST FREAKING SPIDER ON EARTH ran from my DVD shelves across the living room carpet and paused (I assume to consider the best way to kill me) in front of the armoir. Seriously, this spider was soooo big that I wasn't sure what it was at first. I was totally frozen..terrified and having a very very hard time coming up with a plan, since all I could hear inside my head was screaming. Picture how ridiculous this actually looked as I detail what unfolded.. I am huddled on my couch attempting to not look directly at the spider from hell while pretending that I don't see anything so Cheech dosen't notice and run over to eat the deadly evil and I assume venomous transformer of a spider. Then after the spider moved again (SHRIEK!) to the puppy snuggle ball I hightailed it to the bathroom where all I could find was a can of flying insect killer (I'll try anything...I would have used hair spray is I had any) and about a MILLION FREAKING CANDLES! I grabbed the pest poison and snuck back into my living room while trying to look nonchalant to both the quizzical puppy and the bloodthirsty spider to turn on the overhead light. Fan turns on, no light. JEEEBUS!! So then I have to drag a chair from the dining room to the living room (it is getting much harder to appear casual at this point) so I can reach the fan to turn off the wind machine and on the light so that I can keep the spider in my sights..And THEN..FINALLY...I chicken out and cower on the couch at the mere thought of walking closer to the spider. I rock. I start to reformulate a plan but all I can come up with is to open the front door of my house and fling the snuggle ball out the front door while screaming and pray the spider dosen't fall out or jump out and attack me.

At this point, Anthony came home. (Thank Jesus!)

I started speaking really fast to explain all that had happened while he had been at the gym, which only worried him more I bet. Then I just started saying "No, Don't touch the snuggle ball. It is IN THERE!!" So he sent me upstairs (mostly because I think I was freaking him out) and then I hear "Holy Crap, THAT IS A BIG SPIDER" followed by a heavy thud. Dead prehistoric deadly venomous ninja spider. Halleluia!

Cue the Xanax.

I will just post verbatim what my tweets were posted last night.
"Any twits out there taking Xanax? (generic xanax anyway..I have HMO) Do your pills have a symbol that looks like the breast cancer ribbon? Because the last thing I need in the middle of an anxiety attack is to suddenly think I have cancer..not cool pharmaceutical company."

It was a really long night.

sigh....

Okay peeps, I am seriously tired. As in, I felt drugged when I crawled into the shower this morning and I had to use eye drops three times before getting my contacts jammed in my bleary eyes.. I want sleep!
In unrelated news..(or possibly related news, I can't tell anymore) I took my Chihuahua for a run with me last night. I actually had a woman slow down to stare as I jogged past with a tiny little dog running next to me full bore..I think she either thought I was loco or that I should be arrested for animal cruelty. Cheech actually did really well, he had a full gallop going for about one full block before he decided that he really wasn't peeing on enough trees and he was tired of running like he stole something, so we had to slow it down so he could take a crap in front of the house with the "keep your pets moving" sign (haha, I really enjoyed NOT cleaning that up!) and then decided he wanted to turn around and go home, so home we went. He totally passed out on the floor when we got home and then pulled himself to his water bowl for a drink before stretching back out to cool his belly on the hardwood. I am thinking he actually enjoyed himself since he had a huge puppy grin on his face for almost a half an hour. I think that, with regular training, I can get him up to a full "round the block" run within a month..he is such a couch potato!

Anywho...I am going to go back to my "trying like hell to keep my eyes open so when the boss drops by my desk he dosen't make me crap myself" initiative for the day.

WONDERFUL WEEKEND!

I had the best weekend ever! We didn't have any plans so the hub, bub and I just got to hang out and be lazy bones all weekend, it was amazing! I had the most incredible weekend with my husband ever, and Cheecher-monkey had time with his daddy to play and entire puppy-pool tournament. (The final score was Cheech:27, Anthony:-8)

(cheech is the master of puppy-pool, he's a total ringer)

I am ridiculously relaxed to start off my short work week, and then we have a whole four days to do only what WE want to do again. I'm loving this!

Poof-daddy got back from his vacation returning to Washington to see his fam and friends, so I have plenty of ridiculous conversation and mocking to do...It was waaaaay too quiet without him here.

Could my blog become ANY more random? Let's see...

I love peas..even out of a can.
I hate blueberries unless they are in muffins or pancakes (then they are aces!)
I secretly wonder what my dog is actually saying when he barks directly at me with an intense expression on his face.
I love lamps.
I love sleeping with the window open.
I haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate locust shells, especially when I see one right in front of me and scream and then realize it isn't the bug..just his shell..GROSS!
I am allergic to spider venom.
I have to poop.

That is all.