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September 22, 2007
I’m fascinated with this “Show us what you’re wearing to work” Flickr pool (not to be confused with the “Show us your tits!” pool featuring, presumably, many many pageviews and some shiny beads), enough so that I clumsily took my own picture two days in a row in order to participate. JB declared this activity “totally weird”, and I’ll concede that it’s an awfully girly thing to do, but still: highly satisfying. You should join, so I can stare creepily at your enFlickr’d visage and maybe also stalk your shoes.
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In (boring) remodel news, the painting is nearly done and the cabinets are all installed, and it feels like the end is actually in view. Sure, it’s way the hell over there on the horizon, just a frustratingly tiny dot, but by god I can SEE IT.
Also, the plastic draping covering the entryway is gone and I no longer have to heave my bulk over a fence to get in and out of my house. I’m sure our neighbors are thankful.
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My 20-week scan is scheduled for first thing Monday morning and assuming the fetus cooperates, it will be revealed to me what I’ve got in the oven. Boy? Girl? Three-headed lizard? I am so excited about finding out, I can hardly stand it.
I am also thinking that JB—who is claiming that it will be too inconvenient for him to meet me at the hospital on Monday in order to observe the ultrasound and learn the sex of his second child at the same time I do (“But you can call me right away afterwards, right?”)—deserves to get a doctored-up cellphone image showing triplets, or possibly the casual mention that the doctors have advised me to avoid sex for at least 96 months, or until such time as the remodel is done, whichever is longer.
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I’d totally do the doctored image. My husband’d never believe the no-sex rule. To him the only reason there is not All Sex All The Time is because I am a ridiculous prude who won’t have sex in, say, the fruit section of the grocery store. (Cucumbers, anyone?)
I’d join your flickr comm but this is what you’d see: tank top, jeans, flipflops. tank top, khakis, flipflops. t-shirt, jeans, flipflops. sometimes I mix it up and wear sneakers. but yep, every day is casual Friday.
I love that club! Seeing what everyone wears to work, thats great! I’d join, but I’m only a student so at the moment I wear jeans and a hoodie EVERY SINGLE DAY.
And JB totally deserves a doctored image!!!
I’m SO excited to find out what you’re having! I am on the edge of my seat for the gender revealing blog! Hooray!
It is no doubt too late now, but I installed neon above my cabinets to provide some indirect lighting. Yours have a nice finish.
I second biscuit. Srsly, if you don’t update this blog instantaneously when you know what you’re having for Secondopus, heads will ROLL. ZOMBIE heads, grafted on to giant house spiders. Nobody needs to see that.
Seriously, I just wouldn’t tell him the sex for a while. Too inconvenient. Harrumph.
I love the no sex thing, my husband would die over that one!!
I can’t wait to find out to find out what you are having. I would definitely go with the no sex as per the doctor. Classic.
The kitchen is looking good, does this give you a glimmer of hope that someday you may be able to have a working kitchen again?
I think you would be absolutely justified. When I was pregnant with our youngest, I signed us up for a birth refresher course…because it had been awhile. My husband sighed, rolled his eyes, drew devil horns on the cover baby of the free magazine they give you etc. At break time (I am not making this up) he went to the bar across the street to watch the rest of the Red Wings game (it was the Stanley Cup Championship). I had to walk in that bar, after class, asking for my husband…the poor, pitiful, pregnant wife, with the husband in the bar. On the drive home I told him that they had told us the second half of class, that sex would be verboten for the rest of the pregnancy. I almost had him believing me. Sidenote: I was not upset with him, he had my permission, because I thought the class was pretty lame myself. He went on to be the best labor coach ever. Without any formal training even.
OMG, JB, man up! The 20-week ultrasound is all about the giddy excitement *and* supporting the wife.
Can’t wait to find out what the little Secondtopus is! :) Maybe I’ll get to meet my son by then (although that’s doubtful seeing as he is never coming out of there…).
Coming out of lurkdom to tell you how much I enjoy your blogs.
You look smashing. If I had looked like that I would have risked more than one pregnancy.
I too have a “bad husband” story–In my late, late pregnancy with twins my husband did not go to an appointment with me. Imagine his guilt when I called him telling him I needed to go straight to the hospital. When he asked me what was wrong I told him I was going to die and maybe the babies too. I had pre-eclampsia and was not scared at all, just angry that I had to go through driving, etc by myself. Everything went just fine and now my babies are 34.
You’d probably enjoy this, http://fashionesedaily.com/forum/
It’s an online community of Indonesian ladies, and there’s a Today’s Outfit thread (for which you’d have to register) of what the ladies wear a few laps down the Pacific, and at other places.
I vote for the no-sex news for JB :-)
Delurking to say you are, oh, so wonderfully funny. Also, so l-o-v-e adorable maternity top in photo #1. I’ve always been envious of other people’s preggo clothes. Also, I would be forced to tell JB that the little one was too shy and there was no sex to be seen. Hmph!
I’d doctor up either triplets or a two-headed baby throwing the goat. Or a three headed lizard. Tell JB the only way to reverse it is LOTS of oral sex on his part for 96 months. I mean, why shoot yourself in the foot?
Lovely cabinets, btw. :)
I actually have a ultrasound picture of twins. Not that you would actually do that. Just sayin.
The kitchen looks awesome! Like progress!
Also, the flickr pool is toooooo tempting. I could be there for a LONG time.
I have to admit to a little schadenfreude, I mean, really, I was beginning to think JB was perfect in every way. :)
I wouldn’t call him right after the ultrasound. Make him call you, then tell him you’re still in the waiting room every time he calls. Maybe around 3 or 4 in the afternoon you can fess up.
I love the warm colors in the kitchen. Looks like it’s going to turn out great.
So, it’s too inconvenient for him to hit the doc’s office, huh? Perhaps it’s too inconvenient for you to gestate both of his kids. Probably one of the (many) reasons that I’m still single is that the way guys get whiny about stupid shit makes me want to flay them alive. It’s an ultrasound for someone you helped create, you might want to give it a look-see.
I can’t wait to find out and I don’t even know you in real life! Your hubby deserves one of those pictures that shows 3 boys and 4 girls — just cram as many mini babies in there as you can and then email it to him — make him guess which ones (how many) and what — and then torture him for HOURS (or until the baby actually comes out) with it. You could also refuse to give the baby any kind of gender specific name (i.e., Pam, David) and go for all things like “Terry, Jeri, Chris) so he still doesn’t get it. As for whether or not you let him “get it” (the other kind) that is for you to decide and him to beg for, I mean “wonder”.
Whoah, whoah, whoah. I’m gonna have to back up JB double on this one. First off, posting pictures of what you wear to work every day is a little weird. Besides the fact that I wear a blue collar uniform and would have only one picture to post. I can’t imagine why wnyone would want to look at what other people are wearing every day. Can’t you do that at work? In real life? I don’t know. It must be another one of those female preoccupations I will never understand. (I recently discovered I only own three pairs of shorts and one pair of pants that aren’t covered in paint and grease stains)
Secondly, why would JB need to be there for an ultrasound? They aren’t ultrasounding his belly. So what’s the big deal? It’s not like it’s going to be painful or dangerous. I mean of course he’ll be there when the baby actually shows up. I just think this is the sort of news that could be delivered over the phone. That’s just me. Also, holding his cock hostage to get your way is just wrong. Seriously. Share the poon.
The Flickr pool did two things for me:
1. Make me realize what lame clothes I wear and how horribly unfashionable I am.
2. Make we want to go and buy lots and lots of cute shoes.
I’m a fatty, so the clothes aren’t going to get hipper until I’m less hip-y, but shoes? Shoes I can manage.
The kitchen is looking fabuloso!
JB is naughty and not in the nice kind of way ;)
Josh is hilarious! “You cockblocked McLovin'” Only in your case it you be “You’re cock blocking McJB!” Share the poon… LMFAO!
Yeah Sundry, share the poon.
But do find a creative way to screw around with sharing the results of the ultrasound with JB! Have a little fun with it.
Did we vote for the sex of the baby yet? I say it’s a girl! I’m sure we are all on the edge of our seat to find out the results! I know I am!
I CAN’T WAIT TO FIND OUT I CAN’T WAIT TO FIND OUT I CAN’T WAIT TO FIND OUT!!
Paul didn’t want to go to ultrasounds, either. I don’t get it. These are MAJOR EVENTS in the pregnancy. It’s a GLIMPSE OF HIS CHILD. And, in this case, his child’s teeny tiny bits.
I’d be tempted to not tell him whether the baby was a boy or a girl, and be all, “I didn’t think you wanted to know.”
oh my God, I can’t wait for tomorrow, I CANNOT WAIT. And I like Swistle’s tack. And – AND! – not only did your participation in the Flickr pool clue me into the fact that my Nikon has a timer setting (duh!), but now I must participate, because, well … it’ll inspire me to wear something other than crap every day, I think.
Perhaps JB is just kidding and he will surprise you by being there with a large coffee of your choice and then take you to lunch afterwards.
I’m just saying (JB, if you are reading this) that it would be a really really sweet thing to do.
Good luck on Monday! Crossing my fingers for a boy for ya!
it’s today. today is monday. oh the suspense!
LOVE your window casings AND the idea of announcing triplets via cell phone image… just leave him in shocked suspense for a little while. Sweet and harmless revenge!
Did you try any of the old wives tales?
Can’t wait to hear what the results are!!!
Am I just sitting here hitting refresh all morning while my children cry in the background? YES I AM.
That’s funny, I just stumbled across and joined that flikr pool last week, and I find it wonderful for someone like me who has to dress nice for work but has to strive very hard not to look like a total fashion victim.
The thought of JB’s face at the announcement of triplets gave me the best laugh I’ve had in days!
The purpose of the ultrasound isn’t to find out the sex. JB needs to go.
GIRL…..GIRL…..GIRL!!!!!
Can’t wait to find out!
I keep checking here, to find out, forgetting about the time difference. Unless you had like a 6 a.m. appointment, I should probably get on with my day and check back after lunch. Apparently you aren’t the only one who REALLY WANTS TO KNOW WHAT YOU’RE HAVING!!!
Hahahahahahahaaaaaaaaa……yes. Defintely doctor the photos (no pun intended). A little harmeless fun at his expense is a small price to pay for ditching the ultrasound.
Love this new kitchen!
Good to know I’m not the only one clicking the refresh button every fifteen seconds today. Can’t wait to find out!!
REFRESHING. REFRESHING. REFRESHING.
oh me, I’d have to make up something really really outlandish, then spend the rest of the week acting terribly upset about it so hed dumbly believe it
like that in 2% of second pregnancies the vagina just fuses completely over, and it appears that your going to fall in that 2%, and that there is surgery they can do to repair the fusion, but they can’t do it for 6 months after a csection because your bladder can fall out of your vagina if you do it before the muscels have entirely healed, that there is absolutely nothing that can be done at this point and time without jepordising the baby’s health which is not an option. that there are risks involved in the vaginal repair surgery, like loss of feeling, or loss of ability to streach and accomidate a ginormous penis, and loss of bladder continence. plus the recovery from that type of surgery takes 10 to 12 weeks before sex could even be tried,
then to make it really convincing you have to act terribly upset about the no sex for gosh, MONTHS, and the possible loss of feeling, or ability all together, and everytime he tries to bring it up, act disturbed and say you cant talk about it just yet, you have to process it.
omg, this would be so much fun, and hilarious
what would make it even FUNNIER is if you acted upset enough that he did research, and “asked” around with his buddies if anyone has ever heard of such a thing, you know, make him the office retard, shoo, roflol, paybacks are crap
Hello lady, I just heard about this at work and thought you may be interested (forgive me if you’ve received this before – I didn’t read through the comments on the post where you asked for prediction methods) – http://www.parents.com/parents/story.jsp?storyid=/templatedata/ab/story/data/11106.xml
This is a Chinese Gender Chart that predicts the sex of your child based on your age at time of conception.
Oh geez…. I *really* hope JB showed up for the u/s after all.
And if he didn’t, then count me in on the votes for sending him a triplets u/s. Or triplet three-headed lizards, even.
I’m also going to be REFRESH, REFRESH, REFRESHing all day….
No time to update this site yet, but here’s the news!
I went to Google images and typed in “ultrasound triplets” and found several real ultrasound clips of triplets.
Whee! I can stop refreshing. Thanks for posting, and I hope the rest of your pregnancy is delightful.
Congrats on having another boy!! Boys are great!!!
I read your other blog, congrats!
Maybe he will be a girly boy, like the kid on Ugly Betty, so you can feel a little less outnumbered.
Seriously though, congrats!
Dude, totally a girl. Your house will be Pepto Bismol colored soon.