First Things First.

We went for my second trimester ultrasound today, and found out we're having a BOY!!! :D We're both really excited. And from everything we could see today, he looks perfectly healthy and normal. Which is reassuring. I know that lots of things can pop up later (muscular dystrophy, autism, hydrocephalus, etc etc etc), but we'll cross those bridges in the unlikely event that we come to them. Tonight though, I'm going to sleep easy knowing that his kidneys, heart, bladder, brain, spine, and all the rest look to be in working order. WOO!!! :DDD

I'll post pictures from the us to flickr at some point, but for now they're on facebook, if you're my friend there.

Secondly, I'd like to share with you a conversation Brett and I just had:

BRETT
(makes a strange, liquidy sound while playing Wii Music)

CAT
(from around the corner)
Was that YOU???

BRETT
Yep.

CAT
Was that a FART???

BRETT
Hopefully.

~fin~

Today feels like the day after Christmas.

Don't worry, I still want presents at Christmastime. But still; I had a hard time falling asleep after the election coverage last night, because I was sooo happy and excited about how things went yesterday - it was like having Christmas morning in the middle of the night, and then being expected to fall asleep right after. Now my sleep schedule is a little out of whack, but the country is on track to be less out of whack than it has been in a long time, so I'm okay with losing a little sleep. :)

I couldn't BELIEVE how well things went last night. I was disappointed to see all the anti-gay legislation that passed in other states (wtf is up w/ that???), but that'll turn around soon I hope. But OBAMA!!! WOO!!! And in our state we kept our current governor who I think is great, we passed the death with dignity law, and we kicked Tim Eyman's stupid (STUPID) transportation bill to the curb. I was worried it would pass because I thought most people would be stupid enough to be like, "Hmmm...this says it will help traffic. APPROVED." But maybe people aren't as dumb as I usually think they are. At least not about everything.

And now our bambino will be born during the first term of the first non-white president. I honestly don't really give a crap what color Obama is, but I still got pretty choked up when I realized that this country would (finally) hit that milestone before our baby is even born. Now there are only like, 8,000 other things I'd like to change about this country before next June. But I doubt we'll be seeing any sinkholes shaped like this anytime soon, so I guess on that matter I'm sol:

I feel like I'm behind on EVERYTHING lately.

Our house is still not on the market. I have about 1,000 little home projects that I've either not started, or not finished. I haven't had a real (1hr+) workout in probably over a month. I have 47 unread items sitting in my google reader. 440 unread items in my gmail (not counting spam). I've barely taken any photos lately, and the ones I have are just sitting in iPhoto, because I haven't uploaded to flickrrr in weeks. I started crocheting a new fall hat for myself last month, and it's not even half finished. Blah.

That being said, things are coming along. Slooowly, but still. I'm sad that we won't have the house on the market before the end of September, because the market slows down in the late fall/winter, but hopefully it won't take tooooo long to sell. It's okay if the prices keep dropping, because the next house we buy will be in the same market, so if our house lowers in value, so do those, which will mean a smaller mortgage in the end. (If you don't get it, I can explain later.) I wish we could just sell the house and buy a new one super easy and super fast, and have it be OVER with.

Anyway...moving on. I watched this Diesel ad this morning and found it to be fucking hilarious. You may find it offensive. Idk. They say it's sfw (that's kind of the whole point, I think), but I would deem it nsfw, unless nooobody can see your screen or hear your speakers. Because while Diesel makes some awesome jeans, this ad has nothing whatsoever to do with clothing.



The debates are on now, so I guess I'm going to stop writing and pay attention. Even though I already know I'm voting for Obama.

Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew.

OMG. I am still shaking. I am so grossed out. Okay, so recently B and I have been trying to ween ourselves off of summer fruits, and get ready for fall. Only, I'm not a big fan of fall fruit, but whatevs. That's not what this story is about. So B has gotten grapes for himself for a few weeks in a row now, but I haven't eaten them because the skin on grapes kind of gives me the willies. So he just ended up eating both bags of grapes himself, straight from the bag (after rinsing them, obviously). BOTH times he got to the middle of the bag, and found, in the middle of the grapes, a hideous pile of liquefied rot. The kind of rotten where you're so grossed out that had you KNOWN about it, you would've just thrown the whole thing away.

This week, I decided that I'D get grapes (they were on sale), and I'd separate them out into tiny bunches for snacks after I washed them, so that I'd know about any possible rot. Instead, I just threw them into the produce drawer and forgot about them.

That was only just on Sunday though. This story is not about rot. But this afternoon I opened the fridge to see my grapes out on a regular shelf, because Brett must've seen them ignored in the produce drawer and figured I forgot about them (he figured right). So since I'm sick, I thought, "Oh, I should eat those grapes. THEY'LL help me feel better!"

So poor, sick, hungry little me pulled those grapes out of the fridge, walked over to the sink to wash them, and when I opened the bag, what did I see? WHAT DID I SEE???

CATERPILLAR TENTING. I didn't see any caterpillars, but it LOOKS like the grape people must've cleaned the tenting off of the OUTSIDE of the grapes, but missed the stuff in the middle. I could've screamed. I could've barfed. I. Could. Have. DIED.

In case you've forgotten (or never knew in the first place), I have a horrible phobia of tent caterpillars. I go bat-shit crazy if I see even one. It's like a full-on, primal, head-to-toe panic attack. Once, B and I went to the library during a particularly bad tent caterpillar season, and we didn't notice until we were halfway across the parking lot that all of the trees in the lot and in front of the library were FILLED w/ tent caterpillars. I noticed first, and I froze, and Brett noticed that I wasn't moving, but I was so terrified that I couldn't even speak to tell him what was wrong. Finally HE realized what was wrong, and he dragged (drug?) me back to the car. Once inside the safety of the car, I was able to breathe, cry, and try to brush the willies off of my skin, but it took awhile for me to feel normal again. HORRIBLE.

At least with the grapes I didn't see any actual caterpillars (ugh; I just got the shivers), but I still threw them into the fridge and slammed the door. Brett can eat them if he wants. If it were spider webbing or something, I'd totally just rinse them off and eat them. But I just...can't do that. Not with caterpillars. OMG. Sooo gross.

Sleepy.

I need to go to bed, but first! I would like to publicly promise that tomorrow I will:

Call my dad back. I keep forgetting to, and then when I remember, it's always the middle of the night his time. I will call TOMORROW. Which, since he'll be getting up soon, probably counts as "today" for him.

Swing open the french doors, and workout while both catching up on video podcasts, AND exposing myself (in a non-naked way) to fresh air and sunshine. I friggin love my new desk location. And I desperately need to work out. For at least an hour. I ate like, half a tube of Ritz crackers today. :P

Do laundry.

Water the plants.

Finish organizing my closet o' crap in the basement (art supplies, tools, random gadgets and cables).

Do other productive things that I will be non-committal about, because I don't know how much time I'll actually have once the above items are taken care of.

It's also spaghetti night tomorrow. Woo! I've been waiting for that all week. It's also Bravo tv night - Project Runway and Top Design. And can I just say: we're getting rid of our cable when we move, and Bravo's shows (the good ones, anyway) aren't available on Hulu, or even for PURCHASE on iTunes, so I guess I won't be watching them anymore. Epic fail, Bravo. Poop on you, and on your awesome programming. Which I will miss terribly. :/

Oh, and I uploaded new photos to Flickr tonight. I still have a few more to upload, but the set I uploaded was HUGE, so I figured I'd wait a bit for the rest.