Friday Night Leftovers: Bedrest Blues

Forgot to do this last week...but I'm here today!

• Our pregnancy photo shoot is today!!!  Highlight of my week!!!  Which led to this conversation:
• Hubby:  Awww, I have to shave?  But it takes a month for it to really fill in!
• Me:  Yeah, I know.  That's how my legs are.  But it will grow back.
• I have had a ridiculously emotional week - I think it's lack of being able to physically get out stress and emotions.  No tattoos, no piercings, no sex, no crazy cleaning. 
• Colliwog moves out today.  I totally thought it was next week, but yeah...I'm braindead.
• Frog and Pixie ambushed me Tuesday.  Showed up unannounced with their daughter.  I had raccoon eyes, greasy hair, and no way to fidget.  Shook the whole time.  I imagine it was unannounced so I couldn't veto, but I was NOT MENTALLY PREPARED.  Fucked me up for 2 days.  I could have done a whole post on this, but I was just too overwhelmed with emotions to try and figure them out and get it down.  Maybe next week.
• There is a house around the corner that is going to be forclosed upon soon, and go for REALLY cheap.  (bad grammar, I know)  Hubby is all excited because this might be our opportunity to buy a house.  Problem?  I can't get past the fact that the man and his daughters that live there have nowhere to go and have had a rough time of it.  It makes my heart ache for them.  And I don't know if I can benefit from someone else's suffering. 
• My cats have a sock fetish.  And they have been sleeping in a drawer of baby clothes (out of dresser because of sanding) - which equals pairs of baby socks strewn across my already disastrous house.  And Buddha found a "carseat toy" and thinks it's a chew toy.  There is going to have to be some deliniation soon - yours vs. baby's.  LOL.
• Speaking of the furbabies, Colliwog has managed to teach the dog the command "Eat Cat" - this is a dog that only mastered "sit" and "stay" before refusing any further training.  But no shit, he responds to "Eat cat" when said with the right inflection. 
• I am typing this with the laptop on Buddha's back as he feels it necessary to sit on my lap in the recliner.  He's 45 lbs.  He IS NOT a lap dog.  Try telling him that. 

I think I had more, but again, braindead.  I am off to get prettied and stuff ready for the photo shoot!!! So stoked! 

Happy Friday, y'all.

***Right after I published this I got a call that my grandfather passed away this morning, peacefully, in his sleep, surrounded by family.  I am hoping I can go to a service, safely...***