Okay folks. I'm literally scraping resin from the bowl at this point (which reminds me of a friend in high school, his name was Joe - I have a vision of Joe scrouched down in the corner of a dark room at a party scraping resin from multiple bowls to amount to one small toke - and finally resorting to an entire bottle of Robitussin just to get high. We then called him Joebitussin.) This was the same Joe who dressed like Robert Smith (THE ORIGINAL GOTH thank you very much), and made me WEEP with his rendition of Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata on the piano. Yes, those were 'my people'.
I haven't anything to say these days. I'm pretty happy. And happy doesn't make for good writing - at least for me. I got a bill for 10k from the hospital yesterday. That's 10 plus 3 zeros - and I didn't even get a baby with that! I told Vern that when I do deliver my babies I'm going to have Zack wait in the car outside the ER while I run in carrying the baby between my legs. I'll ask them to 'cut 'er loose!' and tell them to do it quickly because 'the meter is running'. I can't be bothered. There is a new rule in our house these days. As long as spinal fluid and brain matter are where they're supposed to be - you're fine.
So anyway, I have two questions that have been bugging me lately. Feel free to share your thoughts on this.
Why is it that older men wear their baseball caps (with the bill completely FLAT) on the very top of their heads?
Why do people ride their bikes in the street when there are sidewalks for that purpose?
I've also been thinking of baby names. BORING. I know. And I'm still not pregnant, but I think about it ALL THE TIME.
Boys:
Maxwell (Max has been axed now thanks to the likes of Christina Skankulera AND J-Lo and all the other Hollywood Hussy's using it. Assholes.)
Reese
Jack
Ben
Mason
***OOPS I FORGOT THIS ONE. The current frontrunner! I knew I was missing something...
OLIVER (So very british. and I love me some brits. which is why we love BEN too. shut up. you know you love the Geico Gecko!!)
Girls:
Mallory
Jane
Olivia
Amalee (I LOVED the movie Amelie - but worry if I used the French spelling, the poor kid would get 'ah-meelee?' all the time.)
Madeline (pronounced Mad-elin, not Mad-eline.)
Charley (currently the frontrunner- and absolutely inspired by High Fidelity. It was the first time I'd ever heard Charley used for a girl..and I loved Catherine Zeta Jones' character!)
AUDREY!
Feel free to trash my names, or offer ones of your own. I'm down. We can play pretend NAME THAT BABY, can't we? It's perfectly normal to have baby names figured out before your pregnant. One of my oldest dearest friends Rhia (known here as PBM) had her flatware picked out when we were 12. I didn't even know what flatware was. Besides, if it turns out I can't get pregnant, Zack said I could have cats. So then we'll have like 12 cats with the names of our would-have-been children. Now there's an uplifting thought.
***Update. Okay so we played this game in a very long line waiting to order food at our favorite Taqueria del Sol last night. Over a pitcher of margaritas. It was going great. He bawked at Sabine. Made a few DECENT suggestions of his own - we even agreed on a new contender - AUDREY (because we love amelie...but ain't french, and then we thought of Audrey Tatou (sp?) and bingo...Audrey was born!). Then he started rattling off all his friends names. I was like DUDE, we aren't naming our children after all your friends. He's all "But my friends are all COOL!"...I'm like...whatever. So then we are almost through drink number two and just about to the counter to order...and with entirely too much enthusiasm, he looks at me and says..."ooo ooo, I have a good one!" - I can't WAIT to hear it! -
"How about ASS FACE?"
Do you see what I have to deal with? Just like his mother. All 'SHOW ME THE BABY!'. BORING.
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