How Could Something the Size of a Flea Take So Much Out of Me?

So, judging by my sidebar you probably figured out the reason for my absence: I'm pregnant. Besides basking in the glow of this thrilling news, I have been spending a LOT of time in a horizontal position (even more so than I did pre baby, ha ha). I nap in the morning. I nap all afternoon. I'm ready to go to bed at 8:30. It's ridiculous! And although I'm doing my best to keep up a healthy exercise routine, I find myself *exhausted* after walking only 4-5 miles (which was something I had no problem doing pre-pregnancy).

According to my "Mayo Clinic Guide to Your Pregnancy" (or whatever that book is called) (give me the clinical reference any day over the fluffy "So You're About to be a New Mommy--Now What?" books), this child inside me is the size of a flea. I even created a growth chart and taped it to the fridge since Husband has no concept of all things baby. Therefore, I think my baby widget is wrong.

The question is, how could something so small make me so tired? I don't have morning sickness (yet) nor am I ravenous (yet). I'm just tired. *All* the time.

In my next blog, I'll write about how I broke the news to Husband. For some reason, he thought I was joking. It took me telling him FIVE TIMES to convince him that I was telling the truth. Imagine that!

Addendum: I almost forgot that Melek tagged me to reveal what's in my Coach purse (the same one that she carries). I will let the contents speak for themselves:

Sorry I've Been Such a Slug!

New posts are coming, I promise. Just had a lot going on the last week. I've got the posts in my head, I just need to transfer them to the computer. I hope to start that tomorrow (Tomorrow--ha! I am the queen of procrastinators. Ask me how my GMAT's going. No wait---don't. Don't ask me about that.)

Dance, Monkey, Dance!

As if I'm not sedentary enough, I taught Le Pooch Grande to fetch the paper.



In other news (ha ha--that was a pun--haha), have you seen this?

www.hulu.com

I haven't been able to find the first season of Friday Night Lights anywhere--until now. And it's all free! This is especially useful for those of you who've been trying to download NBC/Universal shows off of iTunes (Apple and NBC don't like each other right now, so NBC/Universal pulled all their stuff off iTunes).

I just finished reading "October Sky" and guess what? The movie is on this site. For free. Imagine that!

Some of the programs have commercials, some don't. I watched a full episode last night of Friday Night Lights and there were no commercials. Two days ago Husband and I watched and episode of The Office and there were commercials, however, the commercials were *very* short (10 seconds?). In fact, the commercials were so short that we actually watched them!

Try it out, let me know what you think.

That's One Way to Sucker Someone into Teaching the Class

A little background first: I volunteer for a Habitat for Humanity program wherein we install free computers in the homes of people who otherwise can't afford it. In addition to setting up the computer, we are responsible for connecting/testing the Internet access and making sure their email is setup correctly.

As volunteering goes, Habitat for Humanity is great! They're organized, respectful and really take the time to make sure that their volunteers are comfortable with the work they are performing. This includes training, if you feel you need it. Since I've never attended one of their volunteer training classes, I figured it would probably be a good idea to go to one before I perform my next install. Here's the email chain:

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From: Habitat for Humanity Volunteer Coordinator
Sent: Monday, March 03, 2008 3:20 PM
To: All Volunteers
Subject: AccessAll Classes

Dear Habitat for Humanity Volunteers,

We are having another round of classes and installations!

Classes start Monday, March 17th with Introduction to the Internet at 6:30 p.m.

Internet Safety is Monday, March 24th at the same time.

Let me know if you're interested! The installations are April 4th.

Cheers,

Volunteer Coordinator

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From: Femme
Sent: Monday, March 03, 2008 3:22 PM
To: Habitat for Humanity Volunteer Coordinator
Subject: RE: AccessAll Classes

Dear Volunteer Coordinator,

I am and can (so far) do either time. Let me know where you need me. I’m dying for something to do since getting laid off (other than study for my GMATs).

Kindest Regards,

Femme

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From: Habitat for Humanity Volunteer Coordinator
Sent: Monday, March 03, 2008 3:25 PM
To: Femme
Subject: RE: AccessAll Classes

Femme,

Wonderful! Would you like to do Internet Safety on the 24th?

- Volunteer Coordinator

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From: Femme
Sent: Monday, March 03, 2008 3:26 PM
To: Habitat for Humanity Volunteer Coordinator
Subject: RE: AccessAll Classes

I would be happy to. I’ll will mark it on my calendar!

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From: Habitat for Humanity Volunteer Coordinator
Sent: Wednesday, March 05, 2008 10:25 AM
To: Femme
Subject: RE: AccessAll Classes

Dear Femme,

Hello! Thank you for signing up to teach the class on March 24th. Attached to this email you will find the class materials and a PowerPoint slide show that you will be presenting. If you have any questions...(blah, blah, blah).

Wait--I Thought it was Jodie Foster Who Starred in "Taxi Driver"...

This is younger sister's Glamour Shot also circa 1994 (remember, we went together). She was only 11. I'm pretty sure a crime was committed here.

Super Mario Brothers

My Score: 200
My Nephew's Score: 51,450

My Age: 36
My Nephew's Age: 4

1994---Was it a Bad Year?

So...M2K2 has posted her Glamour Shots and I couldn't be more disappointed. I mean, what's going on here? We have proof that Glamour Shots circa 1992 were good...now we have proof that Glamour Shots circa 2001 were also good. Was 1994 a bad year, or something? Can Glamour Shots be likened to grapes? Come to think of it, 1994 was the year I wore a black, floor-length jumper to the office Christmas party and the year I fell head-over-heels for Jimmy Hendricks. He took me out on a date and then proceeded to flirt with the woman sitting on his left (and I wasn't even wearing the jumper). I was devastated but didn't let on that I was upset. In hindsight, I should have thrown a drink in his face or cracked a candlestick over his head or something.

That settles it. 1994 was a bad year.

I think Melek and I were gypped. Hmmm...should we consider a lawsuit of the class-action variety?