It wasn't meant to be....

My poor Longhorns. We played terrible, though. The Aggies totally deserved to win that game. They out-played us. I realize that most of you who read this blog were rooting for the Ags, and I still love you, but yesterday was a tough loss. Always hard when you lose at home to you arch-rival. And then OU won today, so we're not even in the Big 12 championship! WHY did we have to lose 2 weeks ago to K-State? Why? Ugh, two losses in a row to less-than-stellar teams. What does that make us? Yep, less than stellar, too. It wasn't meant to be.

In other news, we put the crib together before the game, only to discover that the hardware for the drop-side of the crib was not installed properly, we have a wrong part. And we can't do anything about it until Monday, when the 'parts guy' is at work at the store we ordered it from. Boo. So, instead of being done, we are half-way done, but with still all the crap out in our room/living room because we were planning on using the crib as 'storage' for a while. ~sigh~ So much for getting everything organized over the long holiday weekend. It wasn't meant to be.

Oh, and can I tell you how annoying it is to be walking around the West Village on Saturday, think what a great idea it would be to walk over to Magnolia Bakery and get the BEST cupcake in the City, only to find the usual line to be AROUND THE CORNER AND MORE THAN 3 BUILDINGS DOWN FROM THE CORNER! Ugh. Stupid tourists. All this preggo lady wanted was a cupcake at that particular time, since she couldn't just go sit here and have a beer with Bubba, and it was ruined. It wasn't meant to be. I had to settle for a black-and-white milkshake at a diner down the street.

Avoiding the plague like....the Plague

Seems everyone around me is getting a cold. Some of you out there in cyberspace, which I clearly can't catch just from reading your blog (at least, I don't think so), but there are more right here in my line of sight. While I am sorry for you sicklings out there, I am hoping to God that I don't catch the bug. Or the flu, or the Plague, or whatever IT is that's going around.

I blame the weather. It has been nice and balmy here in NYC, and I am enjoying the light-jacket-required weather before the rush of the cold arrives. But the cold-ish weather needs to get here soon and kill whatever allergens or bacteria or whatever so that my sinuses can be happy again! And, I'm just HOT most of the time, thanks to my internal heater. But that's another story. Katielady is ready for the Cold Front.

In the meantime, I'm thinking of getting some police tape and putting it up around my cube so that sick people will stay a good 20 feet away from me.

Pregnancy is Gross

It is a wonderful, beautiful, natural, glorious thing, too. But no one can really prepare you for how gross it really is.

I'm speaking right now of the extreme gasiness I tend to have all the time. Bubba will tell you that the flatulence has increased ten-fold, but that's really just at night, so he's the only one that really experiences it. Lucky him. However, the belching is just terrible! I'll be walking along, minding my own business, talking to Bubba if we're together, or just taking in the City and the fall weather, and little burps will just rise up out of nowhere! Again, I usually reserve my burping and farting to the privacy of my own home (again, poor Bubba....he learned that women really, actually do all these things when he married me), but in the 7th month of my pregnancy, it's starting to be out of my control. Especially the burps, they really do come out of NOWHERE! Then I'm embarrassed because I just burped while carrying on a conference call at work with our client! How un-lady-like of me! The shame of it all!

Other things:
- You also start to grunt and groan a lot more when moving out of a sitting/reclining position.
- Thickening membranes mean your sinuses thicken, too. Hard to breathe, lots more mucus, snotty nose, etc. Grossness.
- Sweating.

- That's all I'm going to list right now, this is a PG blog after all and I know most of you really don't want to know this stuff.

Cirque du Soleil

Tater should audition. He's certainly getting a lot of practice the past two days. There is so much movement going on in there that he's either practicing his acrobat routine, or fine-tuning his steps for his Riverdance audition.

Mama is not amused.*

The kicker is (pun intended)....did he see the need for such kicking/punching/poking/turning while he had a ready and willing audience in Texas? NO! We had a little pep talk before-hand, but it clearly didn't do any good. There was a little movement, and everyone got to feel it, but for the most part it's like Tater was having a good long nap. He really responded to the slower-paced Country Life. Now that his Pod (that's me) is back in the City, it's time to blow-and-go again. I just wish he wouldn't wake me up in the middle of the night....

*Well, she is slightly amused, as it is pretty cool and very weird to see my stomach lurch around like that. But it is starting to become uncomfortable, too. And I'm having fun imagining what the hell he's doing in there. Looks like he's having a good time. Or in distress. Can't really tell yet. Does that make me a bad Mama?

Leavin' On A Jet Plane

I'm headed for the great state of Texas this afternoon! Yay! I am very excited, even though I'll be traveling alone, as Bubba is staying here. :( I have my baby shower in Wellington, my small little home-town in the TX Panhandle, on Sunday. I get to see all of my family, and as a bonus, Bubba's Mom and Dad! It's going to be quite a party, lots of ladies coming, and I plan on eating a lot and totally letting people fawn all over me! :) I've got to have a Blizzard while I'm home, and hopefully some chicken fried steak, and maybe a Country Basket (although come to think of it, I could get both of those at the same time!). And Blue Bell ice cream. And, and, and....whatever else I can think of that I can't get up here. You'd be surprised, the list starts to add up.

Bubba is going to be lonely, he misses me when I'm gone. Go over and say howdy.