procrastinating

I woke up late today (9:30) and when I do that, I feel lazy and the rest of the day is pretty much shot. I remember when I thought waking up before noon was early! I have a doctors appointment today with my new doctor... whom everyone thinks is the best doctors ever... so I hope they're right, it took a long time to get to see him!

My aunt Patty is staying with us tonight which means I probably should clean up a little and do the laundry. I love days off, but not when it means I haffta do stuff around the house that I have been procrastinating. Since this is the ONLY day I get off this whole week I better make the best of it, hm... which probably doesn't mean I should be sitting in front of the computer in my PJ's at noon....meh.

The company that owns our hotel (and hundreds of others in the country) is selling all their hotels... and the company that is looking at buying the hotels is coming to town tomorrow to "inspect" our property (and sister property). I was supposed to have tomorrow off. Now I get overtime instead. Don't get me wrong... any other time I would be greatful that I get the extra money. But I've been sick all week and it just won't go away.

Last week we saw "Accepted" you know the movie with that dude that is on those PC vs. Mac commercials- he's the Mac. Anyway it was a pretty good movie. A lot funnier than I was expecting. Story line is pretty predictable, but I think everyone liked it.

Okay enough... I'm going to go take a shower.

Don't go around kissing little girls or else...

You might get a death cold.

Who thought such a cute little girl could be so disease ridden. There she is, all adorable looking up at you with big eyes and a smile and holding her hands in the air and wanting a hug and a buh bye kiss... and you give her one... and then she SNOTS all over you because she's sick... next thing you know BAM...couple of days later.... death cold.

Yestarday (arrr... I'm a pirate) Kevin, Doug, Isabella, and I went to the Farmers Market downtown only to be chased away by the MANY MANY MANY wasps that are invading the whole city of Grand Forks. I am deathly afraid of these things... I'm the one you find whipping their arms around, screaming and running in all directions away from anything that is yellow and black and has a stinger. We got to try the new eatery downtown (okay food, bad service... overall meh...)

After the Farmer's market, Kevin and I went to Fargo for a little R&R. Over the course of the day, I started feeling a little stuffy. We went shopping (got lots of cute, cheap baby and maternity clothes) and got together with Angela, whom I haven't seen in forever. SHe is moving to Washington state next month. Good luck to her... boo hoo for me. By the time we got back to the hotel last night, my stuffy nose turned into watery eyes, sore throat and muffy ears. I fell asleep at like 9:30pm, and couldn't sleep worth a damn all night.

Poor Kevin didn't get any sleep either because I was up all night caughing and blowing and sniffling... and when I wasn't awake, I was snoring because I couldn't breathe.

This morning I woke up to my cell ringing and it was work... not a good thing on a Sunday mornng.. but I answered it and it was my coworker telling me that the person coming in for the evening shift called in sick. Having a completely new staff... no one is able to work... except Blake, who is million miles away in Hastings MN, and Jan- but like she's going to work a full weekend shift... besides she had family in town.

So now I have to work... luckily I don't have to go in until 5 (to 11pm) and I still have to work tomorrow AM.

So we had to cut our Fargo trip short so I could come back here and work. But first thing was first... I needed to feel better. Problem: I'm pregnant... they ban all the good drugs for pregnant women (with good reason I know) I called my mommy and she looked up on the internet that pregnant women should not take sudifed... Kevin called the hospital and spoke to a doctor and she said, yes I can take sudifed. So we went to the drug store to buy some sudifed... but the pharmasist said No, she doesn't recommend sudifed or ANY other cold medication while your pregnant and that doctors shouldn't tell people it is okay. She tells me to get a saline solution and huff it up my nose.... yummy. Usually Pharmasts know their shit when it comes to drugs... so I took her word for it... but at the same time... the doctor and Blake's mommy (who is a nurse) said it is perfectly okay....

I bought both the nasal spray and the sudifed (as backup) I tried to use the nasal spray.... gross... it didn't work. I decided to suffer through it because the though of druggin my baby made me sad. But when we went to Famous Dave's BBQ for lunch and when I couldn't even taste my "devil's spit" BBQ sauce, I knew I had to take the Sudifed. It helped for a little while, but I'm already feeling like crap again and I have to work in an hour, and be standing in the hot laundry room folding laundry and having to be cheerful to guests when all I want to do is crawl into bed and have Kevin wait on me hand and foot and sleep until tomorrow evening.

Don't kiss little girls.

On a good note- we found the most awesome kids store in Fargo. Once Upon a Child... its a thrift type store (which we didn't even figure out until I looked at some of the tags). Their stuff is way cheap, but its all in really good condition, a lot of their stuff is new even. I got some maternity clothes (4 shirts) and baby clothes (5 outfits) for $39.00. I love being cheap and saving money!

Mr. Mckicky Pants

There is another human being kicking me from the insides... sitting right next to all my important bits and pieces of my body that make me run and live.. and there he is kicking away like nothin' else matters. A little creepy, but the most awesome feeling in the whole entire world.
There's like another person inside with arms and legs and a little heart and little face... and he's just hangin' out while I work and eat and play cards with friends... there he is, content with just hangin' out there kickin' and punching and who can blame him really... he doesn't have anything else to do. And yes, I know its only going to get worse... harder kicks, bigger baby... yada yada yada... which brings me to my next point...

You know what question I hate. "How do you feel today?" or "How are you feeling" (more generalized) because I am required to say "great, thanks" because if I don't say great... if I tell the truth like "oh I'm a little tired or cranky, or crampy or my feet hurt or my ankles are swollen" or anything else I ALWAYS get the response "well thats nothin' wait a couple of months then you'll REALLY know what tired feels like" or "you think you're tired now, wait till the baby is born and you get 3 hours of sleep a night" or "Thats nothin' when I was pregnant... *insert personal 'i could care less' story here*"

Don't get me wrong, I don't mind advise or little stories that I can relate too. Its my first baby, I don't know everything and am interested in hearing some peoples stories. But please don't think i'm naive to the fact that its only going to get worse. I knew all this crap when I decided to get pregnant. I knew my ankles would get huge, I knew I would be tired, I knew I'd gain weight and I knew the whole pregnancy/birth process would hurt in many different ways. So when you ask "how are you feeling" and I say "tired"--- just say "thats too bad" and that'll pretty much be the conversation we were both looking for.

*end rant here*

Kevin still isn't %100 recovered from his accident in June. He has headaches everyday. I want to hunt down every red SUV registered in MN and find the guy that caused this accident and scream in his ear and pound him in the head a couple times and cause him pain...like he has done to Kevin. Eye for an eye. Kevin had a catscan yesterday and they still haven't found anything-he sees a neurologist soon, and hopefully someone can tell us what he can do so he won't have headaches anymore.

School started today for most of the state. Amanda, Blake, and any other student I know: Good luck with this semester!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my brain feels fuzzy..... duhhhhhhhh...... uh..... hm...

I love my new video. I don't like the song THAT much but I like the concept of the video and the color. I hate the wolf, but I guess where would little red riding hood be without the wolf?

THis weekend we went to DL. We hung out at the lake and played cards with my parents and took Isabella on her first boat ride (I think she liked it... I mean, she didn't cry or anything so.) Much needed break. I thought I was going to kill someone if I had to work one more day. Usually, it doesn't get to me THAT much, but I was a real bitch on Friday to pretty much anyone.

The whole front desk staff has quit except me, Blake and Shelley. We have two newbies but they're just doing night audit on the weekends. SO we have to hire 3 new people and train them all in at once, and have a complete turnover to start September. At least its starting to slow down now that school is starting soon for pretty much everywhere.

Now if someone can explain this to me... I love and hate this song... why can't I get it out of my head... just why. I guess I like songs that I don't have to use one sinlgle brain cell to understand.

You know I really don't have much to write about. Pretty dull, yeahsureyabetchya.

Someone remind me why I'm even updating....

Most Def in need of my day off....

It seems I'm spending a log of my time "pulling my hair out" as one person has stated it very nicely three times in 2 weeks. This person was exhaggerating a bit (okay a lot) and it got under my skin so much I was very much ready to either yell and scream or cry. Instead, I chose to studder over my words and not make it so clear that his little comment pissed me off the first time, let alone the second time. But not wanting to look like a complete asshat and fool- I just turned around and tried to ignore him. It being my 6th day in a row and 2 10 hour days in a row- I just wanted to be home on my couch watching Law and Order SVU reruns and eating oreos. Manager was gone for a week and he picks out the one damn thing that went wrong all week instead of the countless things I did correctly.

I hope I don't go bald anytime soon from pulling out so much damn hair.

whatever-- less than a week and I can stop thinking about how this pompous ass is trying to make me feel like shit and look like an incompetent idiot. But God knows I'm probably being dramatic about the whole situation, and feeling axiety about it for no reason whatsoever- I think I analyse things a little too much. I'm sure he's a nice guy, or something like that.

If you are standing in America and quoted a price for a room- chances are you are being quoted the rate in AMERICAN funds- don't be surprised when you are told in the morning that you are being charged $80.00 AMERICAN not CANADIAN or YEN for that matter.

When you have a coupon that you clipped out of a paper 5 YEARS AGO for $32.00 don't get mad when we look at you like you're an idiot and tell you that there is no way we will accept that coupon. I don't care if it doesn't have an expiration date, bitch, it is 5 YEARS OLD- use some common sense. It has hotels listed on the coupon that we dont' even OWN anymore! But if you want to waste 30 minues arguing with me and the manager- let that ruin your whole special weekend.

When I say we're booked I mean it... we have no rooms whatsoever. No "secret" rooms that we hold for people who ask for "secret hidden rooms" we don't have any, I'm not lieing... Booked up means just that, not even ONE ROOM WITH ONE BED (because people always think for some reason that when we say we're booked that we really have ONE ROOM LEFT WITH JUST ONE BED)


I can't give you a person's room number because it is against the law... not because I'm being a bitch. You are wearing overalls and you only have one lens in your glasses and you're dirty and missing teeth- and you wonder why I have to question whether you are "jenny's" dad when she is staying there alone. If you were her dad, she would have told you her room number. WHen I offer to ring her room-most dads wouldn't walk out when I handed you the phone to talk to her...

Your keys don't work because for the HUNDRED time now.. you can't put them right next to your credit cards in your wallet- it demagnitizes them and no matter how many times you tell me that's stupid (because I designed the whole key card system you know) it won't make them work any better after you put them back into your wallet.

The sign that says "eggs explode in microwave" isn't there for our entertainment- or for you to challenge this concept.

I need a credit card to guarentee some sort of payment from you. I can't just take your word that you are an honest fellow and will pay for your entire stay in cash when you checkout 4 days from now. WHen you gave me a credit card you knew was declined you should have expected me to call you and ask for another form of payment. Instead I got "you asked for a credit card, I gave one to you, I told you I would pay cash why do I need to give you a VALID credit card if I'm not charging it on a credit card" Maybe because not everyone is as HONEST as you idiot and believe it or not we've been screwed by people just like you who skipped out on their $500 bill.

I'm soooo glad I have tomorrow off!!!!!!!!!

Titles are dumb.

TOday Kevin went to Fargo with his white Grand Prix and came home with a large black Jeep Grand Cherokee. So we have a new vehicle. It'll be nice to know that when winter comes- he'll be commuting to Crookston in a 4 wheel drive truck instead of his little death trap of a Grand Prix. Everyone is like "why would you want to purposely get a gas hog of a vehicle?" Well, easy, Altru pays for Kevin's gas. actually they over pay us (for wear and tear on person vehicles) So that is how we can afford gas for a SUV. Its a very sexy vehicle. I love it. I drove it and it actually feels like I'm riding a large car... not so much a truck.

Ray and Jennie came to town and we went out to eat with them. Now Liz- if you and Erik could come down on Sunday-that would be fun! Like a little reunion! Come on!! why not?!! huh? huh?

I showed Amanda around UND Campus today. I haven't been on campus in like a year and a half! I miss going to school- maybe I should go back and get a USEFUL degree! It was fun, and I think I helped her a little bit so she will not be COMPLETELY lost when school starts.

I'm super psyched about my cousin, Mariah, coming to UND-she moves in on the 18th and she starts working at the hotel with me the week after school starts! It'll be blast!

Now that I know we're having a boy- I can't stop buying little boy outfits. I really really really hope that he IS a BOY and there wasn't a HUGE mistake (judging by the ultrasounds though, I think we're fine)

We're going over to Amber and Ben's tomorrow because Amber has this whole big chicken that she is cooking up and she's been talking about it for almost 2 weeks so I'm REALLY hungry for this chicken- She's turning all domestic and wifely and cooking this big meal for everyone. Well- she's always been domestic and wifely but now its official!

I found out that one of my classmates died of Spinal Menigitis (sp?) I didn't know her very well at all- she was always pretty nice to me though. Its sad, I feel horrible for her family. Such a sad way to die when she was only 25 or 26.

I better get goin' I'm really just blogging to procrastinate making the work schedule.

Peanut is...

A BOY! Thats right we're having a little boy! We are very excited. Both of us didn't really care what the sex was, but It'll be fun to have a little boy. Of course I went out today and bought cute little boy outfits. It is VERY obvious on the ultrasound that he is a BOY. That pic was taken from the bottom. So you can see his little butt cheeks and his little penis. Actually the whole time we were doing the ultrasound, he kept moving to show us that he was indeed a boy, like he wanted to make sure we knew, even when we were trying to get pics of other parts of his body like his brain and heart. All the measurments look right on, and my due date stayed the same. His spine is okay, his brain is okay and all 4 chambers of the heart are in tact. He was kicking and punching and even looked like he was knodding at us. He is healthy and now I can't wait to hold him.

Profile. He has his hands up by his face. 

little foot :) 

alien face 

ITS A BOY!