It’s opinion time.

Kevin gave me a couple of links to easily change the look of my blog. It involves no “techy” work at all, which is good, because I don’t really care that much about the tech part of the site. I don’t like dealing with the code and programming and all that (every time I link to something I make Kevin tell me the code for it). All I really want to do is have a place to ramble.

So here’s the deal. I’ve been looking through some of the skins that people have created. Some of them are sort of fun looking (all though I am sure that the graphic designers of the world are sheilding their eyes, but whatever), some of them are cutesy looking and some I can’t decide if they are so ugly they are cool, or if they are just plain ugly. I’ll probably switch the look of my blog several times before I decide on one, so if you have any input on the look, now is the time to speak up. I won’t be offended if you can’t stand it since I didn’t design it. So, tell me what you think.

In August, Kevin, Lexi and I were supposed to go to L.A. Kevin needed to go for a business trip and Lexi and I were going to go with for a little mini vacation but then I found out that teacher-training starts the same week of the trip so now Lexi and I are staying home.

I’m disappointed that we can’t go to L.A. but things are working out pretty well for me too. My mom is coming to take care of Lexi while I have to work and then staying for the weekend. It will be fun to hang out with just her. I can’t really remember the last time I got to hang out with only my mom. The last 2 times she has come here there have been a ton of other people here and when we go back to Green Bay for a visit it is usually for some event so there’s always a house-full of people around. I do like hanging out with the big groups of people and seeing friends and family and all that, but it’s rare that it’s just me and my mom for an extended period of time. So, even though I can’t go to L.A. I’m still looking forward to the mini-vacation at home with Mom.

I hate flying and I am terrified of snakes, which makes Snakes on a Plane number 2,783,468 on my list of must-see movies. Not only does the movie contain two of my least favorite things, it wins in the award in the following categories: Most Uncreative Title and Lamest Plot. Although, it did pick up the awards for Best Reason to Change A Movie Rating From PG-13 to R (Rumor has it the rating got upped so that Sammy J. could tell everyone (and I quote) “I want these motherfucking snakes off this motherfucking plane.” Don’t we all Sammy, don’t we all.) and Best New Phrase That I Really Hope Catches On And Is Used On A Regular Basis: “Meh, snakes on a plane”. To be used when something does not happen in your favor.
For example,
“I’d like to buy a ticket to see the new Samuel L. Jackson movie, please.”
“I’m sorry, Ma’am, we’re all sold out.”
“Damn, well, snakes on a plane.”

Kevin blogged about this clip, but so far, this is my favorite link related to the movie, listen to the clip of the show starting at 2:30.

And if you don’t like the links, oh well, snakes on a plane.

This year, we celebrated New Year’s by spending the day/night at home. Kevin cleaned out his office and rearranged it and I made a big long “to do” list and got all but 4 things done on the list. We finished everything around 11:30 at night, watched a couple of episodes of The Simpsons and went to bed. I figured that this year I would make another resolution that probably would not be kept so this year I made it easy on myself. My resolution was to not make anymore resolutions. So far, I’ve been doing a pretty good job at keeping it.

Now that the baby is the size of something other than food (the books are all labeling her size in inches instead of produce, although one book did make a comment about her being the size of a pot-roast) she’s started to kick more. A lot more. Some nights she wakes me up because she is kicking so hard and so often. Sometimes, I can sit on the couch and watch my stomach move when she kicks. Sometimes I’ll have one of the toddlers at work sitting on my lap and she’ll kick. The toddler will usually turn around and look very puzzled at my stomach. I like to be able to feel her kicking and stretching in there. It makes it all seem very real. I also like that Kevin can feel the baby kick now, it’s not just me trying to explain what it feels like. Last weekend, Kevin was gone from Friday - Sunday and when he came home on Sunday and started talking the baby kicked more than she had all weekend. Then on Monday, I was gone until about 9 at night and when I came home and Kevin said hi, she started to kick really hard again. I’ve always heard that babies respond to familiar voices, but this was really cool - she apparently really likes to be around her dad.

Here’s the not so fun part of finally having a big belly - everyone wants to touch it. Okay people, here’s the deal, after the baby is born you can hold her all you want, but for right now, BACK OFF. It’s very wierd to have people coming up and wanting to rub your belly. I know that some moms-to-be love the belly pats, but me? Not so much.

Kevin and I have a list of names that are still in the “possibilities” category, but we haven’t hit on any that both of us really like yet, so what do you think we should name the baby? I’m not saying we will use your suggestion, or even like it, but if we do use a name you’ve suggested you are allowed full bragging rights to let everyone know that you got to name the baby.

But if you suggest we name it Jimi, you are not funny and not cool. That joke is reserved for the guys in the youth group and that’s it.

I ran to the video store tonight to get a really girly movie because Kevin went to Sonshine and won’t be back until Saturday so I can watch whatever I want. For all those interested I picked out the Princess Diaries 2. It fit all my requirements of movie watching without Kevin. 1. Absolutely nothing in it is scary (well some of the writing was a little scary, but I won’t lie awake thinking about it) 2. Kevin would never, ever, ever even think about renting it. 3. Extremely simple plot line so if I watch it on the laptop in bed and fall asleep 30 minutes from the end I can guess what happens without having to re-watch anything.

Okay, but that wasn’t the point of this post. While I was at the store, the place was packed. I think people were just hanging out there because Hollywood video keeps the temperature at about 42 degrees no matter what month of the year it is. While I was scanning the new release wall, there was a woman looking through the bin of videos for sale. And she had this horrible cough. Not the “I’m really sick” cough, but the “I really should cut back from 5 packs a day to 1 pack so when I cough my lungs don’t end up on the floor” cough. You could hear her from one end of the store to the other, and if you were close enough (which I was while waiting in line to check out) you could see little bits of spit and possibly lung flying through the air because every freakin’ time she coughed SHE NEVER COVERED HER MOUTH. She was holding all these videos, hacking up a lung, then would decide she didn’t want them, mix them back into the bin, pick up a bunch more, cough on them and repeat the process. Now I am not an extremely anil person about germs and all that, but seriously, if you are over 6 years old, you should learn to cover your mouth when you cough, at least in public.

I’m sick of short hair. It was fun for a while but now I’m bored with it. So I’ve decided to let it grow out again. The fun part is, Kevin’s motivation for writing a second novel is growing a pony tail. So now we get to see who can grow the longest pony tail.

Kevin has been writing a novel this month and has a bag of peanut M&M’s sitting on his desk for writing fuel. This morning I took a handful and was told that I better write something. So here it is.

Have you seen his word count?