I'm back again; you know ya'll missed me!

Here's a super long post!

I'm remembering back to the days I had 100s of posts and a few followers.... then I went all scary psycho and deleted every single post right around Christmas time.... Dumb ass! Mostly I'm missing my previous pregnancy posts because I'm wondering if I felt like such an emotional wreck during my first two, but I really don't think I was this bad. Maybe that's a sign that we're finally going to get Keith's coveted boy?

Anyhow; I've been learning a few things this week.

First - People really WILL surprise you, if you give them a chance. I never would have expected a person brought into my life last Fall to shock the crap out of me last night like they did. I've been under the impression that this person was an old fuddy-duddy, super boring and super bland. I guess it's kind of bad that someone scored points on the hip meter with me for participating in a little illegal activity (nothing as bad as you're thinking!)

Second - The show "Dance Your Ass Off"? LOVED IT! It was inspiring to see how much weight the contestants were losing just by practicing for the dance competition and eating better. Not to mention actually watching larger people move their asses that way, maybe me realize I can do crap like that too! --- Fat or skinny, I recommend getting your butt to the couch to catch this one!

Third - First-trimester screen today went awesome! Baby is super healthy and on track, I've lost some pounds without doing much of anything aside from not eating greasy fast foods and cutting back on soda, being outside and moving more. My blood pressure was actually pretty low too, which surprised me because hubbs and I had just spent the morning walking around the mall.

Fourth - I'm still in desperate need of growing a back bone. While I'm better at not being manipulated by my brother in prison, he still sometimes gets me to feel a little bad for him ... "oh maybe I should just mail him $22 for that fan" Let's not stop and think that $22 is an entire package of diaper.
He is the one who fixed the bed he's lying in.... but that's another post for another day, when I'm actually more bitchy!

Spent some time down at my moms this week which is a few hours away, we lit off fireworks last night (HUGE GIANT FIREWORKS!) then Keith and I headed back home. The girls are spending two nights (last night and tonight) at Grandmas, and then I get to make the 4-hour round trip alone tomorrow to get them!
Who knows... maybe I'll bring home even more funsies with me this time!

For tonight, I'm enjoying my time alone in blissful quiet. I painted my nails up, wrapped up some customer orders and *gasps* I'm catching up on every sinful episode of Paris Hilton's "My new BFF" so what if the beach is scrawny and needs to eat a hamburger (or 20), I can't help but love her!

OH... if the douche bag who has been milling around my moms neighborhood got released from jail today (after peeping in neighbors windows last night) and has been peeping at my daughters, I'm going to find the little rat bastard and do some major pregnant ex-security guard bitch crap to him!
This loser had a jimmy stick and everything with him and was looking in lit houses, which makes the neighborhood wonder if he was waiting for the 12 year old girl at the house to go to sleep or what. BLECH.... her neighborhood is suppose to be safe, it has ALWAYS been safe ... and it's messed up that after we got home from Fireworks last night, she thought she was going to need to leave her home and take the girls someplace safer!