Here and there and everywhere.

At least, that’s what Mark told me.  Mark, who just produced an amazingly adorably beautiful  child with a somewhat questionable name – although I still think that they should totally try and get some money out of AT&T.  Where else can you get free advertising like that?  3G AWAY!   (I’d take this time to ponder on the advancement of US cellular networks and how long it’s going to take to roll out the 4G upgrade, and then I remember that AT&T is trying to establish a baseline for broadband as 768k ….. yeah, jackasses, Americans are TOTALLY on board with being internet shafted yet again.)  I’d threaten to move to Japan, but I’m not sure that any of us would be able to speak and living on ramen noodles would surely aggravate Josh’s family history of heart disease.  Surely.

I just haven’t had much to blog about lately.  Life has at least temporarily returned to it’s nice boring state of (sugar free) vanilla pudding.  The fetus has a first name, it’s not O-S-C-A-R.  We’re debating the middle name, but if we don’t find anything else, it has one of those, too.  We’ll see.  I’m still holding out a small amount of hope that I’ll go in for my 28 week sonogram in two weeks and there won’t be any phallic looking objects present.  There’s hope, it could have been the cord, right?  The sonogram person said herself that she ‘thought’ that there was something there, after all.  *laughs*  My luck, is not the good.

We traded in the crib that I had for Brian that I’d paid 100 bucks for at Wal-Mart yet never really used (ignoring the fact that it was recalled three years ago for killing kids) and one of the two yucky car seats that I had at the time (the other one Josh’s mom stole and still has) at Babies R Us last week.  They are doing this ‘Great Trade-in Event’ thing where you get 20% off of a select list of baby items for trade-in’s.  It ended up saving us …  math, it fails me.  The travel system started at $250 and the playyard at $150.  20% off of $400 is… Eighty dollars.  There.  Yeah.  The design makes me happy every time I look at it, so even if by some miracle of the flying spaghetti monster the fetus turns out to have a vagina, I’d still be happy to use it all.   (And yeah, we totally weren’t going to buy anything this early, but I couldn’t turn down saving that much money.  I did keep the receipts, and the boxes are still in the living room, just in case.  You know.)

Brian’s glad to be back at school.  He hasn’t come home with the H1N1 yet – and I’m glad that we got out of Atlanta when we did, since it’s apparently making the serious rounds there.  I think there’s three people on my Facebook list of friends from high school that have kids that are currently infected with the piggie flu.  Talk about something that could have picked a better year to run it’s course.  You know, a year that I’m not currently pregnant would have been nice.  Honest.

Kevin’s talking about going back oversomewhere because he can’t find a job here making the kind of money he wants.  I’m sort of jealous, since he has absolutely no concept of what it’s like to be… normal.  You know, middle class, run of the mill, barely making it but not qualifying for government assistance?  That.  He turned down a job the other day because he’d only be making 80k a year – jesus fucking christ.  That’s DOUBLE what we live on, and that’s only in the last year with Josh’s not so new now job and all the overtime he’s worked.  *screams*

So, yeah.  In other words, it’s situation normal here.  Life wise, the only other thing that we’ve done is taken another hiatus from LOTRO.  (LOTRO, who announced a PAID digital download expansion containing content that is equal to what they have previously released as a free update to the game.  LOTRO, where we’re finally at the point where we’re ready to run the end game raids but can’t convince the people we’re playing with to actually attempt said raids.  Josh has been itching to get away for a while, the breaking point for me was when I suggested a different way of downing a boss that they’ve been trying to kill for SIX FUCKING MONTHS weekly and sometimes bi-weekly without success, yet being told that what I was suggesting didn’t work…. Even though someone we know does it exactly like we suggested three times a week.)  We’re playing WoW with some guys (and their wives) that Josh works with.  My personality clicks really well with one of them, so at least we’ve got some fun Vent nights since we’re newbies and they are all doing end-game shit.  Isn’t that always our problem, though?

Oh, and since today wouldn’t be complete without it, Happy should-have-been Birthday to Jaclyn, who would have been 23 today.  My dad offered to have dinner delivered to us so that we could eat and enjoy each other’s company on the webcams.  I’m pretty sure I declined.