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.
Well said. And high time someone said it.
ReplyDeleteGo read my post from today. Proud to be a redneck, but still despise Obama. And I don't care who I offend by saying that.
You rock--best post I've read all day! KEEP ME ON YOUR ROLL, please...'cause, you know, I dig Ann Coulter and all.
p.s. I hope you are feeling better. The best advice I can impart during this time is SLEEP. SLEEP, sleep, and then SLEEP some more. Seriously.
ReplyDeleteAmen and amen. We're going to here nothing in the next months except what a savior this guy is going to be. He's more like the antichrist to me.
ReplyDeleteDitto on what Lula says. Give in to your sleepiness. The baby won't know s/he's sleeping in the dog bed, so you have plenty of months left :)
You guys are so wonderful :) Of course, I know you two are solid starts for my blogroll list. And of course Criminally Weird can stay on. But I'm going to have to do some careful searching to make sure I'm entering "No Obama" zones.
ReplyDeleteAnd, on a positive note - I feel like a fog has been lifted! I had a completely 100% no nausea felt great all day kinda day yesterday :) Feeling pretty good this morning, too!
Hooray!
Wait, does that mean I'm the only non-crazy person in your blogroll right now? That's unpossible.
ReplyDeleteNo Will - you are one of three non-crazies :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming by.
ReplyDeleteI don't know if it has an "official" name, but many of the expectant mothers I've known have suffered periods of depression. Sometimes it was miscalled that, being more of a sudden fit of tears and a sense of helplessness that struck suddenly and was over quickly. Considering the powerful hormonal surges that accompany pregnancy, such fits don't seem out of place, though I'm sure the sufferers could do without them.