Dum de dum dum...awww

Ok I'm just waiting for Maddox to get here already. I've hit my due date, and everyone is calling my house. It's nice to know they care, but it's a lot of pressure. Dad has been calling everyday-this morning at 8am! I've tried telling him not to worry, that I'm ok, and if anything happens, I will definately let him know, so he can pick up Ethan. But no matter how much I tell him that I'm ok, he still worries. It's a bit funny, but I know that I'll probably be the same way. Thankfully, I have boys:)
Lately, I've been thinking that I will just hypenate the baby's last name, since Andre and I aren't married just yet; and that way Ethan won't feel any different when we do, and I hypenate his last name when Andre adopts him. Andre has mixed feelings about it, but knows that it's ultimately my decision anyway.
We haven't decided on a middle name just yet. Andre isn't much help. He was thinking we'd give him some boring everyday middle name. But, with my luck, my dad would like that name better, and call the baby that, just like he does with Ethan. Me? I'm racking my brain for cartoon/comic character names, in tradition. (Hey, I gave Ethan his middle name because of Ninja Turtles!) I know, I'm a dork, but I don't care, and my kids are going to have to live with me anyway:) lol
Andre and I were joking about it last night, thinking that maybe we'd give the baby a Japanese middle name. But, the only names that I could really think of weren't names at all- yaki soba, katsu, udon- lol He's like no, we can't name him after some noodles! I said why not? No one from back home would know any different, in fact they'd probably think it was cool. We can call him our little noodle boy! LOL And we just laughed, smiled, and held eachother. O man, I love this man, and I can't wait for our little boy to get here. These are the moments that really make everything worthwhile.

Bartenders Psych- another forward worth posting

Bartenders Psychology:Before you order a drink in public, you should read this!
Seven New York City bartenders were asked if they could nail a woman's personality based on what she drinks.
Though interviewed separately, they concurred on almost all counts.

The results:
Drink: Beer Personality: Causal, low-maintenance; down to earth.Your Approach: Challenge her to a game of pool.

Drink: Blender Drinks Personality: Flaky, whiny, annoying; a pain in the butt.Approach: Avoid her, unless you want to be her cabana boy.

Drink: Mixed Drinks Personality: Older, more refined, high maintenance has very picky taste; knows EXACTLY what she wants.Your Approach: You won't have to approach her. If she's interested, she'll send YOU a drink.........

Drink: Wine (does not include White Zinfandel) Personality: Conservative and classy; sophisticated yet giggles.Your Approach: Tell her you love to travel and spend quiet evenings with friends.

Drink: White Zinfandel Personality: Easy; thinks she is classy and sophisticated, actually, she has NO clue.Your Approach: Make her feel smarter than she is...this should be an easy target.

Drink: Shots Personality: Likes to hang with frat-boy pals and looking to get totally drunk . and naked.Your Approach: Easiest hit in the joint. You have been blessed. Nothing to do but wait, however, be careful not to make her mad!

Drink: Tequila No explanations required -- everyone just KNOWS what happens there.

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THEN, there is the MALE addendum ---- The deal with guys is, as always, very simple and clear cut:

Domestic Beer: He's poor and wants to get laid.

Imported Beer: He likes good beer and wants to get laid.

Wine: He is hoping that the wine will give him a sophisticated image to help him get laid.

Whiskey: He doesn't give a damn about anything but getting laid.

Tequila: He is thinking he has a chance with the toothless waitress.

White Zinfandel: He's gay

guys rules (warning girlie entrys following)

These were sent to me via email forwards, so i figured id post em up here since they were decent. enjoy------

The Guys' Rules
At last a guy has taken the time to write this all
down. Finally, the guys side of the story. We always
hear “the rules” from the female side. Now here are
the rules from the male side. These are the rules:

1. Learn to work the toilet seat! You’re a big
girl. If it’s up, put it down. We need it up, you
need it down. You don’t hear us complaining.

2. Shopping is not a sport. And no, we are never
going to think of it that way.

3. Crying is blackmail

4. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on
this one; subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do
not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

5. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to
almost every question.

6. Come to us with a problem only if you want
help solving it. That is what we do. Sympathy is
what your girlfriends are for.

7. A headache last for 17-months is a problem -
See a doctor.

8. Anything we said 6-months ago is inadmissible
in an argument In fact, all comments become null and
void after 7-days.

9. If you won’t dress like the Victoria Secret
girls, don’t expect us to act like soap opera guys.

10. If you think you are fat, you probably are.
Don’t ask us.

11. If something we said can be interpreted two
ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry – we
meant the other one.

12. You can either ask us to do something or tell
us how you want it done. Not both. If you already
know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

13. Whenever possible, please say whatever you
have to say during commercials.

14. Christopher Columbus did not need directions
and neither do we.

15. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows
default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not
a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea
what mauve is.

16. If it itches, it will be scratched – we do
that.

17. If we ask what is wrong and you say
“nothing”, we will act like nothing is wrong. We know
you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

18. If you ask a question you don’t want an
answer to, expect an answer you don’t want to hear.

19. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely
anything you wear is fine…REALLY!

20. Don’t ask us what we’re thinking about unless
you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball,
the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.

Tofu bob!

If you are reading
this, you are a banana!

I talked to one of my best friends online today for a couple of hours, and she was having a crappy day, so I thought I'd write her a note to cheer her up.
My poor poor girl- you must read a copy of this email I already sent you (Guy's rules), which i will post up here for all of you to view.
but here are a few inside jokes 4 u-
Cheer up buckaroo!

You don't want to be a sheep ba ba ba ba ba!

Hey, you can't get that sign in here-its still on the pole. (remember when we went to the camp w tina, and the mcdonalds parking lot?)

o, and even in the middle of nowwhere, there's still got to be at least one thing to do- bluelight special aisle 3- condoms! (o yeah, everywhere has a walmart sad to say) cheap cheap cheap.

throwing up in the milk gallon at chris b's- u know why! You're hardcore!

going silly with Crissy over at movies 8

why you'll never work with the elderly again-
Sister Bitch-a-lita

Throwing crap at Steve's window, walking in the snow

hey sarah- open up and say "big things" lol

days spent at truck stop (and no thats not what we're talking about u sickkos!)

playing bomberman at tinas

eating food and just can't stop because your hand just is stuck in that motion (u remember what I'm talking about)

well, hope these made you feel a little better
lub lub heres a hug

Sims 2

Ok, release date was sept 17th and Anj was away on buisness, so i figured, what better way to kill the time while he's gone then to pick up my copy? Well, my damn computer took a shit on me, and it didn't want to install right. So, I had to wait until Anj came back anyway to fix it. He had to do a complete wipe of my hard drive, and re-install windows, just to install the pos.
But- now that its running, everything is better.. o sooooo much better! The camera views in the game can be quite frustrateing to get used to, since the first one, as many of you know was more of a top down sort of view. This one is much prettier, as everything is more 3D now. You don't feel as if you're navigateing a bunch of ants. The camera view when entering community lots are a bit odd though. They once again return to this top down camera angle look, and u have to zoom in to see them up close. But still, the angle is then slightly slanted, and not as crisp as the 3D third person view you get when on your regular lot.
Plus, a bunch of new elements, but one in particular while on the subject of cameras- they now have a story mode, where you can take vid and stills (pix) of your sims in order to make a customized story, a movie, photo album, & blog... about your sims. The only thing I've seen as a downer is that once you add pix to the story, some seem to have disappeared if you have taken a lot of pix. All of your pix and captions will remain in the "blog" section though. So i don't know, it's just weird to me. It seems selective on certain pix that remain in the album (ie-baby's first steps, potty training, etc) I also didn't have much luck w the vid capture part, but i didn't get the sims2 deluxe edition w/ the dvd showing you the functions (frankly i think its a waste, to my knowledge, there aren't bonus items in there anyway)
And the customization capabilites!!... O they're marvelous! I haven't even begun to tap into them yet! But now, you can make them look like you! I, as you've already read from previous posts, have made my family on there. I was thinking that I would eventually make a customized neighborhood and put me and my friends in there, but I don't know. Its hard to watch yourself age. I have to admit that I've turned it off and on just so I could watch the kids grow up (especially after a fiasco w/ a social worker taking away one of my kids- I made the mistake of starting out w/ 2 toddlers, and even with not having either me or Anj working, it was STILL hard to keep up with)
The damn things are so independant now!
They have dreams and fears. You get points for accomplishing dreams, which add up points that you can use to redeem items that you cant buy; that will help them accomplish other things- and lose points if the sim experiences a fear. O and some of the fears are annoying. Try having 2 infants on there and someone having a fear of changing a diaper!)
Fuck, they even have memories; which will consequently lead to them living long lives or not!
There are options on there, that are just... well, lets just say you can have your sims "woo hoo" or "make a baby"...
I feel like a typical girl now- but I love it and I'm hooked even more than I was before. There are already expansions in the works I'm sure, and I'm going to get in on that- at least to bide my time before EQ2 launches.
So that's my review of it for now.. more as it progresses-- plus I still have Fable coming (I got a free copy and strat guide from Anj's conference courtesy of Microsoft and Prima- gotta love em;)
See everyone at launch.
-just a girl gamer productions (copywright-me)

Must be losing my mind

I'm either losing my mind, or something about all the extra hormones is driving me to odd ends.
I'm danceing around like no one's watching (thankfully it's just Ethan to laugh at me;)
I'm actually watching sappy movies By choice, and worse, by Personal Request. (and yes, I'm crying. but shhh don't tell anyone)
I get emotional over little or nothing. ...
Hell! I got emotional about my damn Sims! O btw, if you're ever having one of these touchy times, and play Sims- don't make a family of little you's. And Sims 2 is worse- now i can actually watch myself and everyone else age, and die of old age. It's crazy!
I don't know if it's just because Andre was gone for 4 days in Vegas, and I was just worried about the baby coming while he was gone, or if it's just the pregnancy. I sometimes stop and have to look at myself, and wonder if I'm actually still here and sane.
No normal person acts like this.
O but what the hell... I was never "normal" anyway =+)

O NO EVERYBODY LOOK OUT, HES GOT A...

crayon!
Well, Ethan is now trying to be especially sneaky about taking crayons and running from us in the house. I'm sure he's got a few stashed somewhere we haven't found. I seriously have to invest in a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser! The paint in our apt has a flat finish, so even after its been washed off, there are still a stripe of where the color used to be.
But o well, thats just kids for ya eh?

"... And sick always follows tired..."

(That's from Bill Cosby's Himself btw if you're not familiar with it...)
Well! I know I haven't written in awhile, but a lot has been going on. There have been some family issues.. which I will address in another post since thats just another situation entirely.

Everything with Anj and I is fine, I don't want anyone to worry. In fact, we are really just getting ready for the baby. He makes me very happy; I know that he's going to be a good dad to this baby. I really do love him sooooo very much. Any thoughts I may have had about making the wrong decision to be with him over Nathan (because Anj seemed too good to be true) are soooo far gone. Everytime I look at him, I can't help but smile inside. Thank you Melissa, for screwing things up- without you, I don't think the odds of us meeting would even possibly existed.
Ewww what's wrong with me?! O no, I must be sick if I can just spill all this gushy junk about. LOL

So yes, I have been fairly sick all weekend, and really tired before that. I don't know how much bigger I can get.. it doesn't seem like there is much more room in there for him to grow. Some days, I really want Maddox to just get here already. But this weekend, I've been feeling so sick that I pray I don't have him now. This is just the beguining. I know when I get out of the hospital that I'm going to feel like I've been hit by a truck, but I'm going to have to be strong for the kids... especially if I want to try and breastfeed.

Ethan has his days. Some days, he can be an angel. Others, it just looks that way. Like yesterday.... Dad brought over a fisher price desk that he found, so we cleaned it and put it in his room. I let him color some pictures there. Well, sick-stupid-ass me decided to leave him in his room to color unsupervised. (It's funny, because when we first moved into our place, Anj left crayons in Ethan's room "thinking" that he wouldn't do anything. Of course, he drew all over his door and his wall, and I just laughed at Anj. "I told you so.") Well, we were putting him to bed last night, and Anj called me in there to show me that he had done it again. This time, all over the window, and on the wall by his bed... I was promptly told

"I told you so."