150 of the most famous lines from movies....pretty cool how many you recognize.
In other news, February has not been an inspired month for blog posts. Hmm....what to do?
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Bah humbug
I don't like how my two different parking passes are red and green this month. They look like Christmas. And it is definitely not Christmas.
Also, if you are wearing red and green together ever--please be advised that it is NOT Christmas...
...unless of course, this red/green outfit occurs on Christmas Day, in which case...carry on.
Also, if you are wearing red and green together ever--please be advised that it is NOT Christmas...
...unless of course, this red/green outfit occurs on Christmas Day, in which case...carry on.
Friday, February 4, 2011
The Monmundo
Yes, per the last post, Monmunda is combination of Montastic and mundo...implying that Montastic is as big as the world.
Ok, so fine. It's not that bad. I'm just into my second trimester, which means a couple things. First, it means I've gained a bunch of weight but don't look pregnant. Hence, Monmundo.
I'm ready to "pop," as they say, and actually look pregnant. Unfortunately that may not happen for a couple more months. Oh well. Instead I look like I've been partaking in too many gigantic jalapeno poppers and vats of real butter.
Ahhh, if only that were true. Drooooolz.
Instead, I'm creating life. Baby is about the size of lemon this week. And well, other than knowing that fact and being Monmundo, I don't feel pregnant at all. I'm no longer tired or remotely nauseous. I just...am.
The second thing that the second trimester means is that I'm that much closer to being a parent. What?! When did this happen?
Apparently around October 31st.
Ok, so fine. It's not that bad. I'm just into my second trimester, which means a couple things. First, it means I've gained a bunch of weight but don't look pregnant. Hence, Monmundo.
I'm ready to "pop," as they say, and actually look pregnant. Unfortunately that may not happen for a couple more months. Oh well. Instead I look like I've been partaking in too many gigantic jalapeno poppers and vats of real butter.
Ahhh, if only that were true. Drooooolz.
Instead, I'm creating life. Baby is about the size of lemon this week. And well, other than knowing that fact and being Monmundo, I don't feel pregnant at all. I'm no longer tired or remotely nauseous. I just...am.
The second thing that the second trimester means is that I'm that much closer to being a parent. What?! When did this happen?
Apparently around October 31st.
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