Motown Night

I think I love this Matt kid. I love Motown music, which may sound weird when you consider the rest of my musical tastes, but I love that genre. It's so cool. And this kid singing Marvin Gaye was awesome.

I don't understand the hype around Adam Lambert. I think he's freaky to be honest with you. His voice just sounds screechy to me.

I got my Twilight DVD the other day and have since watched it twice. I've decided it's better than the books and also that I would seriously like to be Kristen Stewart during that bedroom scene. Holy shit, I forgot how hot that kissing scene was. The kissing in the book is so anticlimatic and the movie just is more.

Omar's on a business trip to Milwaukee, which sucks, because both of us have this miserable cold. The doctor said I could take Sudafed for it, but the kind you have to get from behind the registers at the pharmacy. They scan your driver's license and make you sign a statement when you buy it. I find it interesting that the Sudafed you can buy off the shelves is not considered safe for Baby Starr, but that the Sudafed they use to make crystal meth is.

Colds Suck

Especially when you're four months pregnant. Especially when you have a horrific sinus headache. Especially when you have a cough that makes your temples hurt every time you cough. Especially when you feel like shit, can't sleep, and can't take much of anything that will put a dent in this misery.

The WBC sucks, too, especially when two players come home with injuries.

Twilight comes out on DVD this weekend and I pre-ordered my copy from Amazon because I am pathetic.

Peanut

My little peanut is getting bigger. I have to pee all the time (that is not an exaggeration; I literally went to the ladies' room eight times today at work. Once an hour). I still have horrible food aversions (like right now I am procrastinating going upstairs to put the chicken in the oven because raw chicken makes me sick). None of my clothes fit, so I had to buy maternity clothes (maternity pantyhose are quite possibly the worse things I have ever owned in my entire life). I bought four dressed, 3 pairs of pants, three blouses and five t-shirts. I don't have enough shirts. It's upsetting. I don't want a lot more tops, just three or four more that I can wear to work.

My mother is so ridiculously excited it's not even funny. Even Baby Sis, who is famous for her blase-ness, seems to be looking forward to auntihood. I personally cannot wait to meet my little peanut. We are not going to find out what the peanut is because we truly don't care. Boy or girl, this baby is perfect as is and we don't feel a need to know or have a preference.

On a completely non-peanut related note, Lester signed a long-term contract, Lugo is hurt (shock, I know), Manny is gone, and Pedroia and Youk are also locked up for long-term deals. My boys are getting ready for the season and I am so excited about that. Not to mention that A-Fraud's out with a hip injury and may never see the hall because he's a lying cheater who should burn in hell.