Is there such a thing? I know that these hormones have got to be working a number on me, because NEVER ever EVER in my life has a series of book weighed on my heart as heavily as the Twilight Series has. Not Harry Potter. Not any of the Jennifer Weiner, Emily Giffin or Jane Greene novels. Come to think of it, a book hasn't had me so bummed since I read "Where the Red Fern Grows" way way way back in the day.
Now, not to dis Mrs. Meyers - she wrote a splendid series, and I'm totally looking forward to reading the final installment in August, but my behavior has been downright silly. Thoughts have crossed my mind such as "Waaahhh... Why can't Husband be a super sexaay Vampire?" or "Why can't I have some crazy stalker Vampire madly in love with me?" Complete silliness. I actually found myself with an aching heart, and folks, that is SOOO not my way. It is hard to get me down! I'm effervescent, bubbly, buoyant... not ever boo hoo!
But its all good in the hood, pals, because I figured out how to cure what ails me. It was simple! If a book geared towards teenagers written about Vampires had me all stupified, I must find an even more amazing book about Vampires to make me FORGET all about Twilight. Victory is mine! I picked up a couple of the most recent books in the Vampire Chronicles written by her royal darkness, Anne Rice.
I have spent the last few days curled up with "Blackwood Farm" which comes after Blood and Gold in the Chronicles. I also have Blood Canticle coming up to bat shortly after this one. And Anne Rice has been so good to me, that I'm thinking about picking up the Mayfair Witch books because Mona Mayfair's cameo's in Blackwood Farm has me super intrigued about the family. I'm also pretty stoked about Blood Canticle because it is written from the perspective of Lestat (and I know there are probably a lot of you that just LOVED your Brad Pitt, but I'm sorry, Louis is a bitch!).
It's a good thing I've had something to do while laying down, because I have been in a constant state of nausea for the last several days. I actually stayed home from work yesterday, and that makes the 2nd day I was out sick in my first trimester. Not too bad, if I say so myself. Of course, being nauseous all day at work isn't much fun, and it isn't like GE is going to give me a cookie for least days missed while being pregnant. As my boss is fond of saying, no need to be a hero.
So, whats been on my mind lately? A little bit of anxiety at the fact that I haven't done a thing about baby. Baby has no place to sleep (well, baby has a room, but it isn't ready to be lived in) and the house is the disaster, and Guinness has recently rediscovered his love of gnawing on the couch and pulling out the stuffing. It is all I can do to stay awake past 6pm, and there is sooo much to be done in such a small amount of time. At this rate Baby Gaines is going to have to sleep on the dog bed with the fur babies next to my side of the bed. Hopefully they won't squish the wee one.
**note: I'm getting ready to blow up my blogroll list. I'm tired of reading blogs that are, well, written by Obama lovers. There, I said it. I just can't stand it. And since I can't convert you, and more often than not I end up fuming at the random bullshit you say about President Bush then enjoying reading about your day, I have decided it just isn't worth having a link to you. The blog list will be repopulated with conservative bloggers, or mom/family/music bloggers that don't let their political ineptitude spoil their writing.