10K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Soooo, me and Melissa signed up to run a 10K on December 10th. I'm super excited about it. I get a tshirt and bells to attach to my shoe laces during the run. It's the Jingle All the Way 10K run that Acumen and someone else puts together each year. I think the funds go towards education or what not. So it's for a good cause. Anywho, we started our training yesterday, which basically coincides with my regular workout schedule, so it shouldn't eat up any more of the time I don't really have, and we both ran 2.5 miles in 27 1/2 minutes (Melissa finished a few seconds before me). I think our times are fantastic. Anna ran with us and she finished her 2.5 miles in 32 minutes, which is also fantastic, especially considering that me and melissa have like a combined average of 5 - 6 months of running experience on her. We went down to some highschool and ran around their track, specifically so that we could time ourselves. It was cute because there were a whole bunch of little guys (children around 5 or 6 maybe?) running around and playing football. I think they were in little league teams. But, they saw us running around the track and would ask their parents if they could run too. So the kids would sprint off down the track and then topple over from exhaustion after a quarter mile or something. Kids are silly...

Next year we plan to run the 10 mile Cherry Blossom run in April, which should also be fun, but harder cause it's 10 miles instead of 6.2. But, we'll also get another free t-shirt :). Seriously, I don't think I'd sign up for this stuff if I didn't get the shirt.

So yeah...just thought I'd share!

Frakking Awesome!

The season premiere of Battlestar Galactica was last night. It was so good I'm left at a loss for words as to how to describe its fantastic-ness. Heroes was amazing. Jericho is really drawing me in. But Battlestar blew them both away. It helps that it's in its 3rd season now, and has a wealth of backstory to draw from, and it does (draw from the backstory, I mean).

But here is a space opera that makes all of the other space operas look trite and chintzy by comparison. It doesn't flinch away from sensitive subjects, nor does it draw clear lines of distinction between the good guys and the bad guys, and the players on each side shift. Russ and I stayed up a full two hours after the baby finally went to sleep in order to watch it. That's two hours of precious sleep that I gave up because I couldn't stomach the thought of waiting until the next morning to see it.

So... I have all of the previous episodes on DVD. Who wants to do a series of Battlestar Galactica marathons on Saturdays over the next several weeks?

Oh, and it was just too cute, how they worked in 'frakking' on the season premiere of Veronica Mars.

BIRTHDAY!! BIRTHDAY!! HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Yoo-Hoo!!! Bilby Girls!!! Somebody's birthday is coming up and I would like to know what said person wants to do for it! This is you Celeste :). How did you want to celebrate your Birthday?

Speed Demon

So I just started the patch this morning. For those of you who are familiar with the patch's adverse affects, you might know that it can make it very difficult to focus. As a result my morning commute was a little fuzzy. So I was really really upset when I look into my rearview to see flashing blue lights. I mean god dammit, I always notice cops first! So I pull over like a good little girl. I make sure that my engine is off, my keys are in my lap and my foot is off the brake. I also have my driver's license and my registration ready. I read somewhere that doing all this will make the cop like you. Take note, apparently it will get you in their good graces. Instant cooperation and all that.

When he strolls up to my window he tells me I was doing 85 in a 55. Good God! I'm not so surprised I was going that fast, I'm mostly surprised that he clocked me at that speed while I was changing lanes to get to my exit. I cannot usually maintain that kind of speed when I'm getting over to the right. Well I guess today traffic was light enough that I could. Go figure.

For those of you familiar with the law, 20 over the speed limit is reckless. I can only assume that 30 over is somewhere along the lines of driving with intent to kill. Normally I would have had a little panic attack while he was in his cruiser writing me up. Thanks however, to the patch I found it easy to remain calm . . . or apathetic . . . whatever.

Ok lack of focus and increased apathy makes me want to get to my point. So long story short . . .
I GOT OFF WITH A WARNING BITCHES!!!!! HELLS YEAH!!!

P.S. I got made fun of when I put that ARMY sticker on my car, but the officer totally thought I was military (he asked and I put him straight, I'm not a liar). That might have helped me out a little. *happy dance*

Because I Can't Resist One More

Is this one of his daddy's faces, or what?

argh! All right, two more... sorry, Russ took some really great shots last night and I just can't help myself:

I think he's trying to warn the cats away from his play-yard.
They keep trying to nap on it.

I Did Not Drop Him

For all his limbs are sprawled about in the picture below, this is not Roy after I've dropped him on the floor. This is Roy vigorously trying to roll over.


He can roll in one direction all the way across the living room floor now. He just hasn't figured out how to go the other way. Yep, he's my little Zoolander!

When You're Learning To Crawl...

... you've gotta have a goal to reach for.

Ahem

Just a small, but completely self-promotional post to let you guys know that I've been updating my wishlist on Amazon just in time for my birthday.

Jericho

I missed the first episode, but picked up the second episode. This appears to be the ideal drama for paranoid me. A bunch of people trying to survive after a nuclear attack, what could be better?

Well, Heroes could be better, but Jericho is plenty exicting, too. Enough so that when the DVR announced a conflict between Jericho and Bones, I promptly canceled Bones.

.. and on a side note, either Livvy or Anna needs to come by and visit with their nephew this weekend. They may bring a friend, and expect dinner. They just have to ping me tomorrow and let me know who, when, etc.

... and I quote "Boo Freaking Hoo"

The Washington Post has an article up today about how states and counties are starting to enforce immigration laws. As per usual, the reporter supplies a "sympathetic" person for the story, the poor illegal immigrant caught up in this vicious and racist program. This is the best they can do?

Among those snared earlier this month was Guadalupe Lara, an 18-year-old Mexican carpenter.

The fifth of eight children born to farmworkers in Queretaro, he walked across the border when he was 16 to find work. Two years later, he has only a wispy beard and stands 5-foot-3.

He makes $7.50 an hour and lives with four others in a small, sparsely furnished apartment. Though they lack beds, they have a television on which Lara watches his favorite telenovela, "Heridas de Amor." He sends money home monthly and calls home every week.

"It's difficult," he said in Spanish. "When I call they say 'How are you?' I say 'I am fine.' " On Monday night, Lara was pulled over by police after buying a pack of cigarettes. He was not drunk but had an open bottle of beer in the car. He also lacked a license. He was arrested and when asked admitted he had no papers.

So this guy was driving without a license, with an open container of beer, under age, and in the country illegally, and we're supposed to feel sorry for him? Sheesh.

HEROES

Uhm...I just wanted to say, that if you didn't watch "Heroes" tonight, then YOU TOTALLY MISSED OUT. That show was fucking AWESOME. I just finished it (dvr--I love it), and seriously, I had the shivers the entire show. My eyes are still bugging out of my head. BEST SHOW EVER!!!! Well, the pilot was anyways. I'll save it in case anyone missed it. Let me know!!! CAUSE IT ROCKED!!!!

Little Victories!!!

Hmmm. I wanted to get this documented and spread around before I forgot about it.

I BEAT NICK IN SCRABBLE!!!!

The score was 163 to 170 and the entire game Nick was in the lead. I had to listen to him boast about how he always won, and how he had been known to stop games of Scrabble due to his incredible board strategy. And then...when we were down to the last letters, I pushed ahead and came out on top. HUGE!

And I just thought that you all would want to know that!!!!

CHEERS!!

Not much to say except I HATE IT!!!

I HATE IT!!!

I'm sorry, but this is starting to piss me off. It's not attractive and I'm insanely confused as to why this particular fashion is even coming back into style! Not to mention, most women can't even pull it off because it's horribly unflattering. Even the model in this picture, looks ridiculous. Her hips extend farther out than the waistband of her jeans!!!! Why, they are using this picture as an advertisement is beyond me. It's just plain ugly.

So, that is all I have to say about that.

Area Woman Disappears Once Wed

Police are on the lookout for Alicia Salanick, formerly Alicia Bilby. She was last seen making a run for it with an armload of wedding presents, and has not been heard from nor seen since. Reached for comment, her sisters expressed bewilderment and confusion over the complete lack of word from Alicia since she returned from her honeymoon.

"It's like she forgot she has sisters," said Olivia, one of Alicia's abandoned sisters. "The twit hasn't even bothered posting a link to the wedding pictures she had taken. She gave it to dad, but couldn't be troubled to let us know."

"She was in such a rush to leave us all behind, she didn't even bother getting her wedding cake out of my freezer," said Celeste. "I'm thinking of feeding it to the cats. That'll show her!"

"Eh, who cares?" said Orianna. "If she isn't gonna take the time to even post on the blog she created so that we could all ostensibly keep in touch, she can just bite me. I've got my other sisters at least."

Alicia's sisters are requesting that you kick her in the shins if you actually get lucky enough to spot the elusive bride.

The First Supper

Mark your calendars, girls! Today, September 24, 2006 at 9:30AM, Roy had his very first meal. About two tablespoons of Gerber Rice Cereal mixed with mommy's milk. No spitting up, no icky faces, and no trouble figuring out how to use his tongue to move it to the back of his throat so he could swallow. He ate it all, just like a pro!

The Boobie-Nazis

There have been a spate of recent articles about offended breast-feeding moms being denied their right to breast-feed their child anywhere, at any time. In response they've been organizing mass nurse-ins, where militant breast-feeding moms will all appear at a site that has pissed them off, and proceed to nurse en-masse. That's not nearly as titillating as it might sound, especially considering how many of us are still struggling to lose weight after we've had the kiddo. And honestly, I feel more like a dairy-cow than some sort of fertility goddess when I'm feeding Roy. That doesn't make feeding him any less satisfying, but so is taking a good shit, and I'm not gonna drop trou in the middle of the store to do that either.

I'm all for the right to feed your child anywhere, and given a choice between letting Roy scream, or plopping down on the floor of a department store and letting other shoppers thread their way around me in the aisle while I feed him, I'll sit on the floor of that store - no matter how dirty it is. But the options are rarely as stark as that. Before I whip out the tit, I'll collar an employee and ask to use a dressing room, or a break room, or the manager's office. I have yet to encounter someone who, when presented with my dilemma, will refuse to find a way to help me out.

So it makes me wonder what compels these women to engage in displays like this. Yes, breast-feeding is natural, and its nothing to be ashamed of. But there's nothing particulary special or impressive about it. And the floor of a store, even if your back is up against a wall, is possibly the least comfortable position I can think of for feeding your child, save standing upright, and in my experience, outside stimuli makes it that much harder for the baby to actually settle down and eat. Not to mention that even as un-sexy as breastfeeding is, there are still creepy types that are going to stare intently at any portion of boob you expose, and as far as I'm concerned, when you feed in front of other people, you take that risk. I can only surmise that the women doing this are making a political statement - and I just don't believe in playing politics with an infant.

Step 3: Profit!

The absolute worst thing about the job is that the marketing and product people never bother to actually fucking plan their shit out. Or, they'll plan it out, but they'll neglect to tell anyone who actually has to implement the plan until the day before. Bastards.

So now Russ has to work until god knows when on a Friday night because the massive mixed-media promotional deal that the company has had in the works for god knows how many months is set to launch, and they only just NOW thought to themselves, "Hmmm, we might actually need some servers for this." Oh come ON! You nitwits have been hyping this promotion as the biggest thing coming for the company for months now, and you only just thought to add server space? My husband (and countless others) gets to work a 16 hour day today because you assholes are too fucking dumb to plan your way out of a walk-in closet.

I feel like I work for a company running the underpants gnomes business plan.

Stolen Thunder

So I was totally planning on blogging about the Covenant, but Livvy yanked the glory rug right out from under me! Thankfully she focused more on the intense homo-eroticism that colored 90% of the scenes. It was like watching a boy band vanity project. For real; there was the bad boy skater, the bad boy biker, the one no one cares about (the Joey Fatone if you will), and the charismatic lead. For those of you who saw Sky High you might remember the charismatic lead as . . . um . . . the boy who had the fire power; antagonist turned ally? Anyone remember his name?

My favorite part of the movie was probably that they played Zombie's "More Human Than Human" over the opening credits. Livvy and I turned to each other and shared a "this movie already kicks so much ass" moment. I was also tickled pink when Livvy turned to me eyes wide and aglitter and chirped "there's a dance too?!" Yes kiddies, there was a dance too. There was also a beautiful (tatted up little tart) blonde who falls into an enchanted sleep. I was not sure why she was there, cause all the male leads were queer, but she was cute to look at.

In summation, this was without a doubt the best movie of the year. I fail to see how anything could possibly top it . . . then again . . . I haven't seen the Dukes of Hazzard sequel yet.

Haircut & Movie

Quick Update: I dyed my hair and got side bangs!!! If you haven't seen it yet, then you'll just have to wait I guess. I don't have any pictures and even if I did, I'm way to busy to upload them to the computer. School and work are sucking up all of my free time. I had to work this weekend and squeeze in class work and exercise...poo poo.

Anywho...CELESTE, way to never respond about going to see the Covenant. It was FAN-FREAKIN'-TASTIC, by the way. So weird though, cause there was more gayness in it that naked girls. The camera guy was obviously in love with the WAY hot guys they got to play the four main characters. Me and Anna LOVED it. It was JUST like one of those teenage novels we like to read. Dad of course thought it was dumb, but that was probably because there was so much gayness in it. There was an entire naked all male locker room / shower scene in the movie AND at one point, I joked to Anna "I bet they're going to kiss now!" AND then they totally did (two guys)!! It was awesome and I totally recommend it to EVERYONE!!!

Anywho, just thought I'd send a quick update on what was up. Hopefully I'll see everyone soon. LOVE YOU ALL!!!!

MSN Messenger is the coolest

MSN Messenger has a feature that allows you to switch between regular typing and "handwriting" mode. I once told a coworker how hilarious it is to be innocently talking to someone and then send a handwritten




He immediately got on it like white on rice. I'm not sure why he wasn't working, but Monday yielded the following masterpieces;