I hate Monica Conyers. She represents all that's wrong with the city of Detroit, along with the rest of the inept city council. Until there is a changing of the guard, NOTHING will change. Damn shame. I can't believe she killed that Cobo deal. I would love to see her in the street and take whatever punishment I will undoubtedly get for what I am going to undoubtedly do to her. Picture Pumkin vs. New York. Yes, ima do that.
Only 5% of registered Detroit residents voted today in the primary...TO SEE WHO THEY WILL ALLOW ON THE MAYORAL BALLOT. This election cost the city $2.5 million.
I'm moving back home.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
It's so cold in the D!
Tomorrow, I go back to the doctor. I am 16 weeks this week. On Friday, the baby decided to show itself to the world...I happened to be wearing horizontal stripes. I was told "It's official. You are pregnant." No crap. If I didn't know by now, then all the puking and sickness I've been feeling was a tell tale sign!
So, today, I decided I want a bunny. P said ok. Yay!!! I want this one.
How cute is this little guy??????
Anyway, here's some things I'd like to discuss today.
1. Why do people think that because I don't have a "job" right now, that I have time to take care of their personal business? I'm not working because I am knocked up and laid off...which means I need to get PAID. I don't and won't work for free! I am not a personal assistant! I HAVE A BABY TO FEED.
2. I don't really like talking on the phone that much. I don't mind every now and again, but as a general rule, I just don't talk on the phone like that. So, if I don't answer the phone, that does NOT mean keep calling me back...especially if we don't talk often. Especially if you leave a message every time you call. Especially if you also text me several times. STOP IT. Like the message says, I will call you back at MY earliest convenience. If it happens to be 3 days later, then so be it!
3. I wish I had a pager. Instead of a cell phone. A pager that I could make calls from...wait...I guess that is what I have, since I don't answer the phone.
4. How the F does a person with NO JOB not qualify for WIC? I don't believe this. All that money I paid in taxes over the years, and now when a nigga needs some cheese, I can't get any? I can't get a gallon of Lactaid? A can of tuna? NOTHING? Ok...can I get that cash back then? Because now, I NEED it.
5. Does anyone ever notice, while watching the court shows, the facial reactions of the people in the audience? Especially when they are talking to each other? Or when they don't believe or are disgusted with the lies either party is telling? That can be funnier than the actual case itself. Judge Karen is such a lady. Judge Marilyn Milian is going to jump off the bench and kick someone's behind one day.
6. I cannot stand the guy that does the Everest institue commercials. "You're on the phone all day anyway! Don't do it for me, do it for yourself!" Ol wack nigga. He looks like he is older than he portrays, and his baseball caps are too small for his head. He might as well be saying "you ain't doing $ anyway but watching these court shows, making grilled cheese sandwiches and talking on the phone!"
7. Speaking of daytime tv, why are their court shows on BACK TO BACK, ALL DAY? And I seem to watch the majority of them. In the 90's it was talk shows all day. Jerry Springer, Ricki Lake, Sally Jesse, etc. Now, the morning starts with People's Court, then Divorce Court/Judge Hatchett, then Judge Karen, then Cristina's Court, then Divorce Court/People's Court again, then Judge Alex/Judge Jeanine Pirro, then Judge Judy at 4. Then it's time for P to get off of work so I have to get up and pretend I've done something productive all day. In addition to the court shows, there's a lot of commercials for personal injury lawyers and rapid tax filing services...see a pattern here?
8. Cleveland has much better Chinese Food than Detroit. Hands down. And what's the deal with batter dipped shrimp? There's only 1 place I know of at home that has that...Carribean Sea. The place where they have white island people working during the day, and black people from 3-close. I need breading on my shrimp, not foam. Who does that?
Last question - what's up with folks and their sense of entitlement?
Finally....I never knew people lied so much until I started watching all these darn court shows. The world is full of liars!
So, today, I decided I want a bunny. P said ok. Yay!!! I want this one.
How cute is this little guy??????
Anyway, here's some things I'd like to discuss today.
1. Why do people think that because I don't have a "job" right now, that I have time to take care of their personal business? I'm not working because I am knocked up and laid off...which means I need to get PAID. I don't and won't work for free! I am not a personal assistant! I HAVE A BABY TO FEED.
2. I don't really like talking on the phone that much. I don't mind every now and again, but as a general rule, I just don't talk on the phone like that. So, if I don't answer the phone, that does NOT mean keep calling me back...especially if we don't talk often. Especially if you leave a message every time you call. Especially if you also text me several times. STOP IT. Like the message says, I will call you back at MY earliest convenience. If it happens to be 3 days later, then so be it!
3. I wish I had a pager. Instead of a cell phone. A pager that I could make calls from...wait...I guess that is what I have, since I don't answer the phone.
4. How the F does a person with NO JOB not qualify for WIC? I don't believe this. All that money I paid in taxes over the years, and now when a nigga needs some cheese, I can't get any? I can't get a gallon of Lactaid? A can of tuna? NOTHING? Ok...can I get that cash back then? Because now, I NEED it.
5. Does anyone ever notice, while watching the court shows, the facial reactions of the people in the audience? Especially when they are talking to each other? Or when they don't believe or are disgusted with the lies either party is telling? That can be funnier than the actual case itself. Judge Karen is such a lady. Judge Marilyn Milian is going to jump off the bench and kick someone's behind one day.
6. I cannot stand the guy that does the Everest institue commercials. "You're on the phone all day anyway! Don't do it for me, do it for yourself!" Ol wack nigga. He looks like he is older than he portrays, and his baseball caps are too small for his head. He might as well be saying "you ain't doing $ anyway but watching these court shows, making grilled cheese sandwiches and talking on the phone!"
7. Speaking of daytime tv, why are their court shows on BACK TO BACK, ALL DAY? And I seem to watch the majority of them. In the 90's it was talk shows all day. Jerry Springer, Ricki Lake, Sally Jesse, etc. Now, the morning starts with People's Court, then Divorce Court/Judge Hatchett, then Judge Karen, then Cristina's Court, then Divorce Court/People's Court again, then Judge Alex/Judge Jeanine Pirro, then Judge Judy at 4. Then it's time for P to get off of work so I have to get up and pretend I've done something productive all day. In addition to the court shows, there's a lot of commercials for personal injury lawyers and rapid tax filing services...see a pattern here?
8. Cleveland has much better Chinese Food than Detroit. Hands down. And what's the deal with batter dipped shrimp? There's only 1 place I know of at home that has that...Carribean Sea. The place where they have white island people working during the day, and black people from 3-close. I need breading on my shrimp, not foam. Who does that?
Last question - what's up with folks and their sense of entitlement?
Finally....I never knew people lied so much until I started watching all these darn court shows. The world is full of liars!
Friday, February 13, 2009
20 Questions
We will get to the 20 questions in a minute. First, I need to adress something, and no, not the Chrihanna scandal. That'll be the first post on another blog of mine.
So, apparently, this kid likes to eat. Q has been harassing me about not eating. The truth is, I just really don't have much of an appetite. It's almost as if I can't tell when I'm hungry. I have always been the type, though, that has to have a "taste" for something in order to eat. This may be a result of the ulcer I began developing at 14, combined with when I used to be plus sized. I lost 75 lbs., and I think it had a weird psychological effect. Anyhoo, I normally don't eat till after 1 pm or so. I just don't want to, and the thought of breakfast food kind of disgusts me. This week, however, I decided to do something different. Q has been reminding me to eat, in the am. When I see a text asking me how I feel/did I eat, I kind of just go and eat something. I couldn't go back to sleep after Phil left this morning, so I got up and cleaned some and went to McDonalds and had a steak bagel. I FEEL GREAT. I ate the whole thing. And the hash brown. Why doesn't McDonalds sell hash browns all day? I would rather order those than fries sometimes. There is a McD's in the hood that sells breakfast all day. ANYWAY, The point is, on the days that I ate within a few hours of getting up, I have felt good. No nausea, no vomiting, no headache...maybe now I can gain some weight, instead of losing, like I have been lately.
I almost feel like a fat ass though, forcing myself to eat. That's where I think the psycho babble comes in. I seem to equate eating with getting chunky and in my mind, I can NEVER be 215 again. I have to remember I'm feeding the kid. I was really hoping I would not be a nut case during this pregnancy but apparently I am. Who has to talk theirself into eating? Am I anorexic?
I finally had a craving last night. One of those where I had to get up and go get what I wanted. What was my craving for?
A Dr. Pepper. It was DELICIOUS.
A new favorite? Edy's slow churned (1/2 fat!!!) Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream. Sent straight from Heaven. I still don't like cheesecake though, and thank God there are no cheesecake hunks in this.
I love eggs, I mean LOVE THEM, but I can't stand the thought of them right now. I hope I start liking them again! Because I really love them. I guess the kid does not. I also recently found out my mom does not like them, or will only eat them scrambled with cheese. I never knew that! She's so different.
Are my taste buds kind of off kilter? Things just don't seem to taste like I remember them tasting. Like cheese. It's like nothing has enough salt. Is this normal? Will this change?
Are my boobs going to shrink back down?
Why do my hip joints hurt all the time now? And my tailbone? Am I sitting too much?
Is it odd that I am not even considering natural childbirth, or any aspect of it? NOT AN OPTION.
Why does my hair stink (to me)? I want to shampoo every other day.
WHY IS MY SCALP SO DRY????
Why do I smell myself all the time? I almost give up on deoderant. Can anyone else smell me?
Why am I so easily annoyed?
Why does this take 9 months? I guess you get that long so you can get used to the idea.
So, apparently, this kid likes to eat. Q has been harassing me about not eating. The truth is, I just really don't have much of an appetite. It's almost as if I can't tell when I'm hungry. I have always been the type, though, that has to have a "taste" for something in order to eat. This may be a result of the ulcer I began developing at 14, combined with when I used to be plus sized. I lost 75 lbs., and I think it had a weird psychological effect. Anyhoo, I normally don't eat till after 1 pm or so. I just don't want to, and the thought of breakfast food kind of disgusts me. This week, however, I decided to do something different. Q has been reminding me to eat, in the am. When I see a text asking me how I feel/did I eat, I kind of just go and eat something. I couldn't go back to sleep after Phil left this morning, so I got up and cleaned some and went to McDonalds and had a steak bagel. I FEEL GREAT. I ate the whole thing. And the hash brown. Why doesn't McDonalds sell hash browns all day? I would rather order those than fries sometimes. There is a McD's in the hood that sells breakfast all day. ANYWAY, The point is, on the days that I ate within a few hours of getting up, I have felt good. No nausea, no vomiting, no headache...maybe now I can gain some weight, instead of losing, like I have been lately.
I almost feel like a fat ass though, forcing myself to eat. That's where I think the psycho babble comes in. I seem to equate eating with getting chunky and in my mind, I can NEVER be 215 again. I have to remember I'm feeding the kid. I was really hoping I would not be a nut case during this pregnancy but apparently I am. Who has to talk theirself into eating? Am I anorexic?
I finally had a craving last night. One of those where I had to get up and go get what I wanted. What was my craving for?
A Dr. Pepper. It was DELICIOUS.
A new favorite? Edy's slow churned (1/2 fat!!!) Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream. Sent straight from Heaven. I still don't like cheesecake though, and thank God there are no cheesecake hunks in this.
I love eggs, I mean LOVE THEM, but I can't stand the thought of them right now. I hope I start liking them again! Because I really love them. I guess the kid does not. I also recently found out my mom does not like them, or will only eat them scrambled with cheese. I never knew that! She's so different.
Are my taste buds kind of off kilter? Things just don't seem to taste like I remember them tasting. Like cheese. It's like nothing has enough salt. Is this normal? Will this change?
Are my boobs going to shrink back down?
Why do my hip joints hurt all the time now? And my tailbone? Am I sitting too much?
Is it odd that I am not even considering natural childbirth, or any aspect of it? NOT AN OPTION.
Why does my hair stink (to me)? I want to shampoo every other day.
WHY IS MY SCALP SO DRY????
Why do I smell myself all the time? I almost give up on deoderant. Can anyone else smell me?
Why am I so easily annoyed?
Why does this take 9 months? I guess you get that long so you can get used to the idea.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Shop Till You Drop
I LOVE my MIL. She is bonafide. She decided that I needed a new wardrobe. Monday, I was laying around on the couch as usual, not feeling that great, when she called and told me to get dressed, we were going shopping.
This lady, this lady.
We go to 12 oaks, to this boutique that her an my lil niece saw one day, Belli Couture. Their stuff has high as a doggone Georgia Pine! Why on earth would I pay $100 plus for maternity jeans? Come to find out, as I was eavesdropping, that they actually buy regular designer jeans and sew their own panels on them! Who knew?? So yeah, they ranged from $100-200. RIDONKULOUS.
From there, I got a really cute jacket, a nice shimmery yellow summer top, a nice striped thin sweater, and a BELLA BAND!!! Those jokers are $30 each! I'm like, whoa.
Then, we went to my favorite store...JC Penneys. I LOVE Penneys!!! That's where I really did some damage. I got 4 pairs of pants, a pair of shorts, and like 4 tops. I have a wardrobe. God is good. Lord knows I am broke as a joke! And all of my pants are fitting funny. I have not gained any weight, I have actually been losing. That has not stopped the girls from growing out of control. I can't button my pants lately...but my butt feels smaller.
Next, I need to restock on loungewear. I just wanted to take this small opportunity to say THANKS NANA!!!! The baby LUUUUUVVVVVSSSSS you! And I do too!!!
Oh... she did take the opportunity to tell every single person we met that I was expecting.
Including the hostess at Red Lobster.
She told EVERYBODY.
Gotta love her!
This lady, this lady.
We go to 12 oaks, to this boutique that her an my lil niece saw one day, Belli Couture. Their stuff has high as a doggone Georgia Pine! Why on earth would I pay $100 plus for maternity jeans? Come to find out, as I was eavesdropping, that they actually buy regular designer jeans and sew their own panels on them! Who knew?? So yeah, they ranged from $100-200. RIDONKULOUS.
From there, I got a really cute jacket, a nice shimmery yellow summer top, a nice striped thin sweater, and a BELLA BAND!!! Those jokers are $30 each! I'm like, whoa.
Then, we went to my favorite store...JC Penneys. I LOVE Penneys!!! That's where I really did some damage. I got 4 pairs of pants, a pair of shorts, and like 4 tops. I have a wardrobe. God is good. Lord knows I am broke as a joke! And all of my pants are fitting funny. I have not gained any weight, I have actually been losing. That has not stopped the girls from growing out of control. I can't button my pants lately...but my butt feels smaller.
Next, I need to restock on loungewear. I just wanted to take this small opportunity to say THANKS NANA!!!! The baby LUUUUUVVVVVSSSSS you! And I do too!!!
Oh... she did take the opportunity to tell every single person we met that I was expecting.
Including the hostess at Red Lobster.
She told EVERYBODY.
Gotta love her!
The Today Show
Today is not a good day. One recurring theme that I would like to go away is this damn sickness. I AM SOFAKING TIRED OF BEING SICK. I have never thrown up so much in my LIFE. EVERY DAY. I did get a break from last week, until yesterday, when I started the puke/nosebleed thing. WTF? Nobody told me about that. On top of it all, I now have a sinus infection. And more nosebleeds. And much more vomiting.
This whole time, I have not puked food once. Not once. Until today. I'm already puking up all the phlegm I seem to be digesting in my sleep. So, after that, I get in the shower and wash my hair. For whatEVER reason, there's not a lot of pressure coming from the shower. I think the shower head may have a lot of calcium deposits but that's another problem for another day. I never feel clean enough if the water isn't steaming hot or the pressure is not right. But I digress. Anyway, I get out of the shower, decide not to do my hair, but to finally eat something. I make a bologna sandwich and grab an apple and a bottle of water. The sandwich was so good. I drank some water, then took a pill to kill this headache, and then it all promptly came up. NOT FUN.
I had already called my dr this morning, responding to a message she left me last night. She ened up calling me back right on time, and I told her what all was going on, she told me what to do for the sinuses and also to not try and eat any real food. I need some chicken soup. I'm waiting on UPS and Fed Ex to deliver some stuff I ordered. As soon as they come, I'm out. I'M HUNGRY!!!!
And, I'm damn tired of being sick. The baby is on punishment! Until it comes out!!!
This whole time, I have not puked food once. Not once. Until today. I'm already puking up all the phlegm I seem to be digesting in my sleep. So, after that, I get in the shower and wash my hair. For whatEVER reason, there's not a lot of pressure coming from the shower. I think the shower head may have a lot of calcium deposits but that's another problem for another day. I never feel clean enough if the water isn't steaming hot or the pressure is not right. But I digress. Anyway, I get out of the shower, decide not to do my hair, but to finally eat something. I make a bologna sandwich and grab an apple and a bottle of water. The sandwich was so good. I drank some water, then took a pill to kill this headache, and then it all promptly came up. NOT FUN.
I had already called my dr this morning, responding to a message she left me last night. She ened up calling me back right on time, and I told her what all was going on, she told me what to do for the sinuses and also to not try and eat any real food. I need some chicken soup. I'm waiting on UPS and Fed Ex to deliver some stuff I ordered. As soon as they come, I'm out. I'M HUNGRY!!!!
And, I'm damn tired of being sick. The baby is on punishment! Until it comes out!!!
With every beat of my heart...
I went back to the doctor last Wednesday. As of last Friday, I am 13 weeks. WOW!!! I got to hear the baby's heartbeat.
swish
swish
swish
swish
swish!
I cried. It was so touching. And weird! The reality of it all is getting bigger and bigger. I was very excited to hear it. The next time I go baxk, it will be time for the Ultra-ultrasound. This time, we get to look and make sure the baby has all of his or her parts, but...I do NOT want to know what it is. I want to be surprised. I want me and Phil and the baby to meet at the same time. I want the baby to hear it's name from us, first.
I am really having a baby.
swish
swish
swish
swish
swish!
I cried. It was so touching. And weird! The reality of it all is getting bigger and bigger. I was very excited to hear it. The next time I go baxk, it will be time for the Ultra-ultrasound. This time, we get to look and make sure the baby has all of his or her parts, but...I do NOT want to know what it is. I want to be surprised. I want me and Phil and the baby to meet at the same time. I want the baby to hear it's name from us, first.
I am really having a baby.
The 2nd First Doctor's Visit
So, I never got around to posting about the "real" first doctors appt. My aunt found this doctor for me, after the HF debacle. She works in one of the offices in the medical building and had a baby not too long ago herself. She is SO SWEET! So here's how the visit went.
I got there, the waiting room was nice, bright and cheery. Lots of magazines and things to read, a nice tv that was broadcasting baby related info. So...I go in the back, they take my vitals and I drop a sample in the cup. I go back and we begin to talk. She answered ALL of my questions, I even had an ultrasound!!! I got a chance to see my dot. That's what the baby looked like. A dot. Or some mucus. But...it's my baby.
So anyway, I'm due August 8, 2009. I'm excited!!!
I got there, the waiting room was nice, bright and cheery. Lots of magazines and things to read, a nice tv that was broadcasting baby related info. So...I go in the back, they take my vitals and I drop a sample in the cup. I go back and we begin to talk. She answered ALL of my questions, I even had an ultrasound!!! I got a chance to see my dot. That's what the baby looked like. A dot. Or some mucus. But...it's my baby.
So anyway, I'm due August 8, 2009. I'm excited!!!
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