It's almost October, pine nuts! And oh-so many things happen in October: my and BK's second wedding anniversary, my in-laws' wedding anniversary, my parents' anniversary were-my-mother-not-dead-and-my-father-not-remarried, my father-in-law's birthday, my mother-in-law's birthday, my nephew's first birthday, and let's not forget that Iraqi constitutional referendum!
I think I may also be scheduled to give birth at some point in there.
All this following, if my local crack weather team is to be believed, the hottest September EVER in Dallas. EVER! How exciting is that? Just in case you cannot fully appreciate how hot it is, I present to you -- in lieu of my dignity -- one of my nasty-ass cankles, in all of its obscene, swollen glory. There is no ankle bone to be visibly found on that foot.
Tomorrow we get a visit from my sister-in-law, which means I get to spend tonight cleaning the house because BK was apparently not raised right (oh snap, I know I din'it!) and doesn't seem to care if there are piles of his laundry laying around when guests come round. Or if the red living room rug, a.k.a. Kong Slurping Central, is matted with a thick pelt of white hair, since Buster is the sheddingest motherfucking dog ever. Or if BK's three, unrinsed cereal bowls are just sitting in the sink, the leftover milk in them now completely solidified. CALL ME CRAZY, but I like to take care of These Little Details before inviting people into our home.
Jo of Leery Polyp fame has now posted the birth story of her child, which you can read
starting here. However, I cannot with a clear conscience recommend that you do so if you are about to give birth, pregnant, thinking about getting pregnant, or planning on ever being pregnant in your life as it is quite the Tale. By which I mean it had me hiding under my desk, wimpering in fear after I read it. Good, unmedicated birthin' times!
Did I totally call the Chris O'Donnell show sucking, or what? First show of the season to be cancelled. Now I just bide my time until they can the Doogie show and wait for the phone calls with fabulous Hollywood pilot-reviewing offers to start rolling in. I never did get around to watching either of the new Apprentici, but from what I understand, neither did the rest of America so I don't appear to be missing much.
Lost and the Housewives are going strong, so it looks like the only addition to my TiVo repertoire will be the Earl show, which I give two very swole thumbs up.