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[10 Feb 2012|08:23am] |
There is something very very strange about trying to get down and dirty with my wife knowing she's going to be someone's MOTHER soon. Is that weird, or does everyone go through this? I'm probably weird. And it doesn't stop me, in the end, it's just that when I start kissing on her, sometimes I think about our child and how it's going to be horrified one day that it's parents kiss all over each other all of the time, and then I think about my parents and... well, it's disturbing, okay? Just for a minute. Or five. Twenty, sometimes. I'm weird, I fully admit it now.
Also disturbing is that I now have cravings. I'll be sitting around my office and suddenly think "you know what sounds good?" Then I fill in the blank and suddenly I must have it, right then, and if I don't get it, I'm all disgruntled. MY WIFE'S PREGNANCY HORMONES AND CRAVINGS ARE RUBBING OFF ON ME, DAMMIT! Luckily my cravings tend to be for fairly normal things, it's just the crazy desire to have it ohmygodrightnoworI'mgoingtodie is what's going to make me weigh three hundred pounds by the time this kid is out of the womb. No, not really.
Chex Mix has the best damn snacks in the world. Muddy Buddies and Cookies and Cream. Oh god. I'm hooked. Stupid Chex. And now I've made myself hungry again. Ugh, I better get back to work before I give into the snack monster. I'm blaming my child. It's as good a reason as any. Ha!
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[09 Jan 2012|04:30pm] |
I'm in a horribly irritated mood today. In fact, I even left work early. I felt like I was about to snap at some of my coworkers, so instead of getting fired for being a dick, I was out of there. It's been just one of those days. Honestly, I'm sick and tired of clients not listening when I explain things to them over and over again. Honestly, once I've explained it in terms a four year old could understand, if you're not getting it, you're not going to. Just listen to what I say about it, because clearly I actually DO understand it.
Seriously, I have no patience. How am I going to do with a child? I sometimes wonder if I am going to mess all of this up, before it even happens. I have no confidence in myself when it comes to this, apparently, and hearing my parents and siblings, and Elina's go on and on about how we're making a mistake by having a child isn't helping. Every time they call, I want to punch things. And in the end, I just hold it all inside and don't yell, because why prove them right, yeah?
Ugh, it's just a frustrating day. I think I'm going to go to bed early tonight.
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| Wherein EJ skims over Thanksgiving, mentions Christmas, and discusses baby names |
[09 Dec 2011|05:09am] |
Elina already went through our whole Thanksgiving hell in her post, so I'll skip hashing that over once again. Just know that I abstained from alcohol to support my wife, and I really wish I could have had about 12 shots of whiskey in the middle of it all, because not only was it awkward, but it was extra-special-awkward. My little sister managed to keep all attention on herself while we were at my parents' house, though, so that was awesome. Except that part where she insists we got pregnant so we wouldn't have to go to her wedding. Um. Really? That's just crazy talk. Who the hell could even believe that? Obviously she can, and does. Whatever. Her fiance is a dickhead. She's a bitch. They deserve each other.
I'm in a Christmas-y mood right now. I spent the last week making for sure that I have Elina's presents figured out, and humming Christmas carols around the office. It doesn't help that they keep playing elevator muzak style versions of it in the hallways. Thank god for a door that blocks out sounds both ways. I adore my office. I tend to listen to punk, alternative, and metal at my desk... Unless I'm with clients. Then the only music is my typing in all the information they are telling me. I'm awesome at it. It's like it's own little symphony. Haha.
So, since we found out we're having a baby, I've been looking at baby name sites. That's probably not so unusual, really, but I keep running across really AWFUL names, and finally I found a bad baby name blog. Everyone should read it, because even if you're not having kids anytime soon, you will laugh. Destynii, Avigayil, Maddicynne, and Patryc N’Koul. That last one is Patrice Nicole, in case you couldn't tell. I was also confused.
Having had the cute name thing thrust upon me (Elton Joel, remember) and my siblings, and knowing how much it sucks to grow up with a name you hate... I think I'm pushing for a SANE name. Something traditional but not boring, classic but not old. I'm sure we'll come up with a million names one or the other of us hate (and we'll even probably fight over it... we do that), but I have faith we'll keep it (mostly) sane.
And dear god, no E names.
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