August 30, 2007
Just some randomness:
I. Poker!
The televising of the coverage of the World Series of Poker Main Event began last week, so I’ve sort of been in poker heaven these past few days. We missed watching it when it aired, but downloaded episodes one and two and watched them over the weekend, and just watched our taped versions of three and four last night. (Are we the last people on the planet who don’t have Tivo/DVR???)
Episode four was pretty fun to watch. I have eased up a little bit on my intense dislike for Jamie Gold, but not much; so it was great to see him bust out last night. The player from Copenhagen who took down more than half of Jamie’s chips in the first hand is my new hero. He straight up called Jamie on his playing style and the BS he spews when at the table. “You’re going to use the same tactics as last year, huh? I call then.” Or something along those lines. If you’re not going to vary your play from year to year, then serves you right to bust out. People are going to gun for you and keep your playing style in mind.
High Stakes Poker also started up again on Monday and man… I am sort of not liking it, just because I am too damn tired to stay up to watch the entire thing. We stuck a tape in for it and I was laying down with Jessica and falling asleep myself, while Jesse was reading. He kept asking me what time it was, however, so I never fell completely asleep and when he got up to start the tape, I simply got up, used the bathroom, grabbed my glasses and turned on the TV in the bedroom, so I could watch from bed.
I made it through the first 30 minutes okay, comprehending the hands and all, but the next 15 minutes had me dozing and starting awake after the commercials, when I’d hear laughter erupt from the table or any familiar voices. I gave up 45 minutes in, and just turned off the TV and went to sleep.
We’ll be able to watch that one tomorrow. I would have watched it already, but none of my favourites are in the first few episodes, so it’s not pressing.
And as usual, watching so much, as me itching to play. We weren’t going to do our monthly home game in September because we’re going to Reno (cropping for me, gambling for Jesse), but I’m totally wanting to play, so I might see if anyone wants to come over for a small game. Rather than the tournament style that we play. We’ll see.
II. The Jelly
I am less than three months away now. Tuesday was exactly three months to my due date, and things are getting…. exhausting.
I was telling a friend at work today: “I am getting uncomfortable.” It’s definitely different from how it was before I lost so much weight on Weight Watchers. Being obese with simply fat is different than being big from baby. When I was more obese, it was all flab. It was smooshy and when I was in bed, I could still get comfortable.
Currently, my stomach is 85% solid wall of baby. I was getting into bed last night and realizing that wow. Ow. It’s definitely hard to move and she is less forgiving than loose skin that I have, simply because I weigh too much.
In a weird way, that makes me feel better about the amount of weight I’ve gained with this pregnancy. It’s way more than I wanted to, and I definitely can get depressed if I think about it too long, but little things like last night’s realization help keep me sane.
The battle to still diet is a hard one, but I know that’s not good for The Jelly, so I am really trying, more than ever at this point, to eat properly and get the right TYPES of food in.
I gave up cinnamon rolls and/or bread pudding this morning, for Pete’s sake!!!
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A few weeks ago, my mom sprung Baby Shower planning discussions on me, and it totally caught me off guard. Mainly because I guess she and my sister-in-law and another lady had talked about having it in September.
I was caught off guard because A) September seemed really early to me - especially since my friend MB is having HERS in September, as she is actually due in October - and B) Jesse and I have talked about the fact that we might not want to have a baby shower at all.
The Girlie’s dance coach has given us a TON of baby girl clothes (her girlie is a little over six months old), my friend S has given us some onesies and another lady here in Folsom says she has clothes for us too. So, we’re definitely good on that front.
Someone at work said to me: “But you can never have too many clothes!” to which I just had to laugh. Really. We have enough. The stack of clothes on the dining room table, waiting to be put away, is probably two or three feet high. If we get many more than this, a) we’re just going to be passing them on to other people, as the baby won’t even get to wear them, and b) we won’t have any room for them.
My sister-in-law brought up other things like boppys and diaper bags and things… and this morning just kind of showed my thinking along these lines. I went and bought… okay more clothes, but it’s like I told a friend: “Apparently, I don’t want a baby shower because I just want to buy everything myself!”
(Bought matching Peanut Butter and Jelly shirt/onesies for the girls, as well as the “Ingredients: Love, love, love, love, love, love” onesie, one that says “Peace Baby”, with peace signs all through the letters and a onesie that I couldn’t resist. I normally stay away from the political stuff, but I couldn’t resist the onesie that says: “Already smarter than Bush.” That’s just funny.)
And it’s silly for me to be buying even more clothes, but things like our stroller and diaper bag are things that I’m looking around for and am being picky about. So, yeah, it’s currently something I don’t feel comfortable asking people for and am just happy with doing it on my own.
Jesse and I just don’t really see a need for a baby shower at this point.
But we’ll see, I guess.
I’d totally be happy with just getting a few friends together and going out to lunch one afternoon, sans kids. So, eh, we’ll see. Maybe I’ll be sitting there in my last month and want to have a shower after all, but eh, I don’t know. We’ll see.