snow, fucking snow.

I gotta say, I am just sick with the lousy Boston weather. We&#146re getting a huge ass snow storm this afternoon. A lousy motherscratching Nor&#146easter.

I think mother nature is trying to start something with me, picking a fight for some reason. and I only have one thing to say to you, mother nature: It is on like donkey kong!

and you ain&#146t getting no bananas!



How sweet it is.

In a recent post regarding the rather shocking news of my pregnancy, dear old Stephanie said: “Wow…this is completely unexpected but all together lovely.”

I couldn&#146t have said it better myself. Thanks Stephanie. You&#146re too cool for words. Loafe hugs you.

But do you all realize the ramifications of this? On my lousy 30th birthday, I won&#146t be able to drown my sorrows in copious and dangerously toxic amounts of alcohol, as previously planned. No, come July 18th, I get to be enormously fat AND cranky, with not a whit of liquor. What a crappy deal.

It&#146s true though, I love being pregnant, it is a very crazy banana. But damn if it isn&#146t boring! No drinking, no smoking, no crazy antics. sheesh. At least I get to eat. Food is always good.

I hope everyone watched Arrested Development last night. It was very funny. And this week, be sure to catch a special episode on Wednesday night, with Julia Louis-Dreyfus. She plays a blind date. Check your local listings!


A whale of a time.

I am feeling super bloated and extra fat today. I&#146m only 3 1/2 months and already I&#146m ready for this damn baby to be out. This doesn&#146t bode well for the next 5 months.