Back in the Saddle

Seriously? I haven't written an entry since June?! What is wrong with me?!?! I have SO many random thoughts to share with all 7 of you that occasionally read this thing. Fortunately, I'm great at taking notes on my handy iPhone using the "Notes" application. I use this for meetings at work sometimes, and I have to announce it to everyone or they'll think I'm being rude by texting or typing emails. Get with the now people. Technology and the iPhone notes app was invented for a reason. Who needs a paper and pen anymore?

Anyway, like I said, I have so many random thoughts to share. I guess my excuse for not writing is that I got a new sales boss and then football season, and oh ya, I got pregnant...which...was not awesome for the first trimester, and now I fully understand why women drop off the face of the earth for the entire time. Not that I did, but never will I ever judge them again. The kid's not even here yet!

So, I've been taking all these notes and looking back at them now, I have absolutely no idea what on earth they mean. For example, the first one states "Alison Mikki Moore and guys with hair". Huh?! Who is Alison? Iraheta? I guess I was still on an AI kick?

Since none of that will make sense to anyone, I will go on a rant about Tiger Woods, even though I don't believe that he deserves any of my time, yet, I can't seem to escape the ridiculous statement he made yesterday and join the ranks by giving my (what I believe is valuable) two cents. Here's a statement Tiger "I'm an undeserving a-hole." Seriously? We need ALL this coverage to talk about Tiger and the fact that he likes to - ahem - "have infidelities" (read: bang) with "other women" (read: money-grubbing slutty porn stars) and the like? (I'm about to be a mother, I should stop talking like that, doubtful.) He better be glad he's not married to me. God bless Elin. I hope she's having lots of affairs with multiple cabana boys. Tiger - please go back to your fantasy sex world and leave us regular humans alone! I'm hoping that this was his kryptonite, and suddenly, his magical golf powers will disappear and then prove all of those annoying analysts like Rick Reilly that he in fact will NOT come back strong, lose it, and fall off the face of the earth.

In the background I have Anna Lynne McCord talking about eating Taco Bell. With sour cream. Questionable. Being pregnant is awesome.

Today, I am off to a baby shower. Now that I'm having one, I'm actually excited about it. As much as I hate to be one of those "wait until you have a baby" people, I really am one of them now. They suck you in with their tractor beams and force you to become one of them! I actually had fun picking out Johnson's Baby Magic products and deciding which washcloths would be the best for my friend's new baby boy. Yes, I'm even looking forward to the games. What has happened to me?! Mind you, none of this occurred before pregnancy. I've always been one to absolutely dread baby showers. As much as I love my friends and their babies, how is it fun for someone who isn't pregnant or never had a baby to sit for 3-4 hours, play silly games, and watch someone open foreign gifts all the while thinking about the million other things they have to get done or could do with a Saturday? How painful! The least they can do is serve some good champagne. I don't blame y'all for dreading it, as I did, and still sometimes do, but just have mercy on these poor souls. Pregnancy does a number on you. Just try to be mindful that it is only temporary. (That's what I tell Shawn every day)