Life Updates of a Larger Magnitude

Doesn't it just drive you insane when you're stuck explaining things to people because they're not willing to put in the effort to think about it themselves first.  It's much easier to say, "I don't understand", than to actually engage your brain in understanding, I get that.  And I'm even guilty of it myself sometimes (just ask mattshea about my run in with the Roku and Epix the other night, or the broken garbage disposal.)  But he's married to me, and I pay him back by doing things that he hates - like talking to people.  NOT when I'm getting paid to do a job.  So dear coworkers, please at least TRY to solve the problem yourself before you call me.  Unless I really like you.  But if I really like you, it's probably because you do try first... Also, if this is a recurring theme, I have to wonder if I do something to encourage people to avoid trying.  Perhaps I need to be less accommodating.  And more cranky.  With my lu...

Usher's infamous, "You make me wanna leave the one I'm with, start a new relationship with youuuuuu, this is what you dooooooo" has been rolling around my head all morning.  And making me chuckle because it reminds me of a boy I once dated.  He used to sing it pretty often around me, and I didn't think anything of it until a few months after we parted ways and he told me that he was actually seeing someone else at the same time.  Oh, boys.  You silly silly creatures. (PS - this is actually not a bitter note for me, although I'm sure there were some psychological repercussions that I'm not even aware of and that Matt had to deal with at some point.  I actually just chalk it up to the fact that I'm irresistible. ;) )  HAHAHAHAHAHA! Happy Wednesday.

Today I am annoyed with selfish people.  If you see yourself as a victim all the time, then that's what you will be.  The best advice in the world won't help you dig out of your self-pitying hole, you need to do that on your own. I am annoyed that I can't have multiple cups of coffee today because of this pregnancy thing.  It just seems like a 3 cup o' joe day. And actually, that's it.  I don't have much else to complain about.  I'm a lucky girl. :)

You know, cuz he went to bootcamp.  A few months ago the McD's started planning a visit to the Tampa area to visit us (or maybe Cathe's parents, but I think it was really us :P).  Right around the same time that Monica started planning Art's going away bash, actually.  And I thought to my pregnant self, "Self, as much as you want to go drink your face off and celebrate Art's last weekend of freedom, you can't and you would really be miserable.  But it's only right that you make the effort to send him off!"  Lightbulb!  Bring the bear to the mountain!  (ermm, that is not the right phrase, but whatevs.)  So we coordinated schedules with Team McD and Naomi, bought him a plane ticket, and hung out in Chez Shea for a very chill and wonderful weekend.  Pregnant ladies and people with small children didn't even ruin it. Note, I felt extreme guilt that I could not own a giant epic ski lodge/beach house to bring the entire party down here, but on the ...