What will it take for me to learn

The first thing I wanted as soon as I opened my eyes this morning was Oreos and milk. It's like you can get sick off this garbage and feel shitty but as soon as you feel better, you can't remember JUST how bad you felt. (Except for morning sickness, I CLEARLY remember how awful I felt and will probably never forget). And last night when I was telling Bryan how I felt so yucky he said "tomorrows another day." Start off right. In one ear and out the other huh?

But I did talk myself out of it and had a small cheese omlete, whole wheat toast and some skim milk. Yuck, yuck and yuck. I'd like some refined sugars please!! But I figured the protein would do me some good. And there are very good chances that will be the only protein I eat all day.

Guess what evil Damn Cat did last night. We're sitting on the couch and out of the corner of my eye I see the fucker fall from upstairs. Not jump, but fall. She likes to look through the railing that overlooks our very steep stairs and apparently she looked over a little too far and came falling down. Not the graceful fall I thought cats were capable of but some flailing sideways fall and bouncing off the banister at the bottom of the stairs. I admit I got freaked out and ran to her rescue. I was hoping thought she was dead it was such an ugly fall. Nope, she's just fine and bitchier than ever. Hopefully she at least used up a couple lives. It was pretty frigin' funny to see though, you know, now that I know she's OK and all.

I was officially crampy with contractions last night. There were a couple that woke me up in the middle of the night, pretty uncomfortable. They made me whine. Not many, not frequent but there was SOMETHING different about these. What does this mean? Anything? Something? Nothing? I am still doubtful thinking that it is probably just gas/poop pains or something. They've been known to throw me off before! (I admit it, I was being stupid last night and played some music in my crotch.) I once heard that so and so's sister did it to get her baby to turn from the breech position and it worked. So I thought if it could turn a baby around, maybe it could encourage a baby to come boogieing on out. I feel silly admitting it, but looky I had a new kind of contraction last night! And get off my back, I know it was stupid but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Well off to make Bryan his special iced coffee concoction, my little special treat for him in the summer (that he has to beg me to make).