Oh, and for your amusement and mine, go visit this. I'm going to hell for laughing at this, but truly it's hilarious.

I'm 17 weeks pregnant! It feels like every week is a milestone jumped. 23 weeks to go, hopefully. I really don't want to end up like poor Rachel. Of course it will be January in Indiana so we may end up having this kid at the house if the January before is anything of a prediction. I'm not sure we could make it the twenty minutes to the hospital in a blizzard. We all laugh at my stepdad though cause he swears he will be sleeping with the keys to his 4x4 in his pocket. My guess is that since they live an hour from us (hour and a half from the hospital) they'll start staying here closer to the birth, but we'll see. Anyways, 17 weeks. I feel flutters a lot now, constantly when I am laying down and baby is awake. Only 16 days untl the ultrasound on the 8th. I just want to know everything is OK. And what we are going to call this baby! We have both names picked now, so its up to baby to show us the money! :)

Remember the movie "Meet the Parents" ? Well, they are making a sequel to it called "Meet the Faulkers" where you meet Ben Stillers parents. Robin Williams is supposed to play Stillers dad. Should be funny.

Anywho-- I'm going to bed. Amazingly tired, and I still have a killer headache I can't seem to ditch. Electricians are coming tomorrow to change the fuse box into a circuit breaker. Power should go off at 8am so no blogging until evening. I have to take Ella to the vet tomorrow too. Hoorah, there goes my money. Feh. I'm off to bed, I'll get up and check to see if Rachel is in labor and then disappear for the day. I'm sure you won't miss me.

I have something waiting for me at home. I'd like to leave right now, though that is impossible. Time passes amazingly slow around here. This place irritates me. :( Today is payday though, so that is an upside. I'm sure it will be just as disappointing this week as it was a couple of weeks ago. boo.

I'm truly missing my dad right now. Not sure what triggered it, but nonetheless, it's here. Sometimes my mom says things about my dad-- the way he was, what he would have said, something he once did. She has truly moved on, found a great man, and has all of these memories. Sometimes I feel like my memories are few and far between. Sometimes it feels like I imagined him. And here we are, Erich and I, bringing a baby into this world. Naming baby (if baby is boy) after this spectacular father that I have a vision of in my head, and baby will never know him. Never speak to him. It makes me sad. I'm passing one of those milestones that he should be here for. There is a list now. He should have taught me to drive, should have harassed my first date, should have seen me walk in graduation. He should have moved me to college the first time and pulled out naked baby pictures when Erich met him. He should have been there to shake Erichs hand and congratulate us when we got engaged and he should have walked me down the aisle. That is a big one. He should have walked me down the aisle. It should have been such a joyous and happy occasion yet it was bittersweet because he was not there. And in a little over 20 weeks, he should be there to hold his first grandbaby, but he won't be. I don't know who to be mad at, him or life.

Wow. How did I get to this point? Last night, I washed all of the dishes, put them away, and shined the sink. I vacuumed the carpets and cleared the DR table. Today, I washed the breakfast dishes, started another load of laundry, and I feel like there is nothing else to do. I need to give Ella a bath and keep painting the changing table, but that has to wait until my mom comes and goes for dinner break. This is amazing. Without Erich here in the morning, he went back to school today, the house stays the same as when I leave it at night. I miss Erich, but I could get used to this! :)

I'm home now. My head is killing me. I'm eating a pizza from my favorite pizza place, bought with the $20 I found. That makes me sorta happy. After this I think I should rest a bit. Sounds like a plan, right? Oh, and will someone please come and kill the two flies that have seemed to get into the house. They are driving me mad.

Well, I filled all of the copy orders. Checked in all of the journals. Put away a most of the journals. Shelved all the books on carts (about 40 or 50). And filed the checked out cards. There is nothing left to do. Oh, and the girl that works with me, she sat and made a long distance-personal phone call to Russia and then read a magazine while I did all this. I hate my job.

I found $20. I guess that makes me a bit better to be around, but not really. Is it 12 oclock yet? Nope, 11:23. Feh.

I really hate my job. I've been going back and forth to the batheroom to throw up all morning. I feel like crap. Feels like a migraine. I have trouble sleeping, which is probably what is upsetting my head. It can't be good for baby if I am wretching every five minutes. I hate this. And ya know if I go home right now to take it easy lay back and see if I can eat, I'd get fired. Amazing, huh?

This place is a royal pain in the a**. They want me to go to the doctor to get another note just restating that I am under physical restrictions and cannot meet my "regular" job requirements at this time per my physician. How ridiculous is that? So I have to leave work (the perk of it! heh) and go to the doctors office to get the note to bring to them. I'm not coming back today. Sheesh. I'll just bring it in tomorrow. So short work day. Woot!

I can't tell you how MUCH I HATE being treated like a child. In generally tends to put me in a rather pissy mood and ruins the rest of my day.

Okay this is in no way to offend anyone, okay? I've never really liked cats. I think this may be partially do to the fact that when I was little, a cat layed it claws on me and left a gigantic scratch. Cat pee has a very very distinctive smell, especially when mixed with litter. I hate cats for the fact that I would have to clean the litter box, something that does not please me. With my dogs, I let them out in our fenced in yard and they do their business there. I'm not saying that my old dog doesn't have occasional accidents, but I would say 99.5% of the time we are safe. I like that I don't have to clean up after my dogs do their "business" (though my thoughtful husband does go "pick up" stuff every couple of days outside so you aren't stepping in doodoo. So anyways...

there is a lady (a volunteer) that comes in to the library every once in a while and labels the new books with the number to be shelved. I was sitting next to her (actually she sat next to me) a few minutes ago and there is a very distinctive, very very STRONG smell of cat pee/litter. I hate that. My dogs don't stink and I try very hard to make sure there isn't a "dog smell" in the house. Some dogs do have smells, and I tell you now, that if I had one they would be going to a different home.

Some people do a very very good job at avoiding the cat smell/litter issue. Was it the movie "meet the parents" where they train the cat to pee in the toilet? Anywho, if you are one of those people that avoid kitty smells then a gigantic KUDOS TO YOU! I love your cat. But to kitty smells as a whole, I have to say oooo grosss!

For more kitty ranting, go visit Dawn.

It's 11:36. Let's see how long it takes me to write this. Unfortunately it is only 11:36 and that depresses me. Why can't the day go by faster? So here is a run down of my weekend. Saturday we went to lunch at the Olive Garden with the $25 dollar gift certificate the in-laws gave us for our anniversary. It was yummy. :) I absolutely adore the Olive Garden. Saturday evening Erichs best friend Derek and his wife, Shannon, came over. They had a German foreign exchange student ,that had been Shannons freshman roomate, and her boyfriend with them. The students wanted to be by themselves. ha. Anyways, we made hamburgers on the grill and corn on the cob and watched the movie
Phonebooth
a good movie.

Sunday I slept in until about 10:30am and then showered and started making lunch for the in-laws. We had steak on the grill, baked potatoes, and corn on the cob. (we had a ton of corn from my mom's garden, can you tell?) They brought the diaper changing table that my father in law built when their first was on the way. Erich and I are in the process of fixing it (it needed a lip on the top, a shelf was broken, and a drawer is missing the face). Erich has already fixed the broken shelf and the put a lip on the dresser. We decided to just take out the bottom of the drawer that was missing the face, put it in the slot and leave it open. I'll buy some baskets to go in there to store stuff. We sanded it down last night, and I took the hardware off. Coincidentally, I believe the hardware matches the hutch so I am going to have Erich spray paint them white and put them on the hutch. :) I am going to buy paint tonight and the hardware for it and get to work "restoring" it. My plan is to paint it a creamy white/ivory color and then paint moons and stars all over it.

Overall it was a lazy weekend. I found myself with a ton of energy last night and ended up doing two loads of laundry, clipping coupons, changing the sheets on our bed, and sanding the changing table. I have tons more to do tonight at home which is why being here drives me nuts! At least this is a short week, I will be home on Friday with the electricians. They are coming to change out our fuse box with a circuit breaker. I'm sure that will be a terribly exciting day stuck in a hot house with no air conditioning, no computer, no TV, no nothing. bleh. Maybe I'll get my floors mopped and do dusting, cleaning that doesn't involve electricity. Sounds like a plan, right?

Oh you can see a "before" picture of the changing table here.

I believe that's all for now. Hope everyone is having a wonderful day. I'm hungry again, dangit, I'll go eat something.

Unconscious Mutterings

1. Only you:: and me
   
2. 33:: Naked Gun 33 and 1/3
   
3. Foundation:: board
   
4. Accidents:: happen
   
5. Hometown:: girl
   
6. Natural:: disaster
   
7. Bombastic:: ?
   
8. Bachelor:: picks
   
9. Far away:: from home
   
10. Tony::awards