Another one bites the dust!

Last night William and I went on an impromtu date and went to see a movie and when we got home we decided to go on a nice run. I was picturing in my mind some nice romantic music running side by side little did I know that he was going to leave me in the dust!! We started out slow then he took off. I kept thinking how rude leave your prego wife in the dust.I had to cross the street in the dark all by myself. Poor Michie! His response was I kept checking on you. I finally got fed up and when we got to the hospital I cut through parking lots just so my ego wasn't bruised anymore. I thought I will show him I will still beat him home. I crossed the street and I finally had to give up and walk, but as I heard him coming up behind me I picked up my pace because I was determined to beat him home. Needless to say I gave him crap all night. I am proud of him even though he BRUISED my ego bad.!! I will show him when I am not prego till then he can have the faster pace!!!

D-Day

Well as the weeks will eventually turn into days into hours before we welcome our newest addition to our family I have started to feel a wee bit anxious! Understandable right. Today I had a ultrasound to check my fluid levels and it was fun to see the babys face and guess what was right next to the face toes it was the babys foot right next to the babys face. I thought I was uncomfortable i can't even imagin how cramped the baby must be. As I sit here I have lovely acid reflux and I am wishing it would just go away! I am still running I almost went 2 miles on Saturday, but i took a few days off to make sure Baby was fine but it all looks good so I will be pounding some pavement tomorrow if I can get rid of my cough. On the way to the library this evening the car went dead on me twice i contemplated going home but decided I would chance it what is the worst thing that could happen me get stranded at the library with no one screaming MOM! Neway it will probaby be a while till I post again, but the countdown is one! And I don't know if I am ready?????

Can't look a goat in the eye!

The pictures are from the last big storm and have nothing to do with the posting (I just think Michie is hot stuff)

So once again I (This is Buff) have decided that I have something worthy of posting. Over the Christmas Holiday and beyond I have had several conversations about animals that people could just not eat. I myself am one that would eat just about anything (or is that anybody if you are refering to animals). I often tell Michie that the only pets that I am willing to get are those that can be eaten (they would then have names that would reflect what they will one day become, Hamburger for a cow, Bacon for a pig, and Lamb chops for a sheep. Hungry yet). In America we have that idea that eating any animal that is domestic (cat, dog or maybe ferret) is bad and we often raise farm animals (livestock in the butchering industry) as pets (thus making there meat inedible). I believe the problem people have with eating certain animals has to do with what we associate the animal with not the taste of the meat. I imagine it would be tough to eat lamb if you think of them as cuddle, cute, nursery rhyme characters. I myself can not eat goat, drink goat milk, and struggle with pushing goat cheese past the gag reflex. This has very much to do with what I associate goats with (or who in this case). I can not think of goats with out the image of kittens with ears frozen off, extremely bad muffins, and a certain individual (I will call them Goatee because they very much resemble a goat) that I will not name because I don't want to draw to much attenti0n there way (because I do not condone Goatee's actions in anyway, shape, or form). I know these are strange things to think of when the subject is goats but truly they are what come to mind. I was once involuntarily at Goatee's compound in the middle of winter and we were just coming out of a cold snap. Goatee being a lover of animals (but not in a good way) had several goats, cats, and other edibles. The cat (I believe her name was soda pop) had kittens and I was excited to see the tender morsels. When they emerged from beneath the trailer I was horrified. All the kitten's ears were gone. Goatee said that the cold weather had frozen them off (I can now no long eat cats). Later that same visit Goatee had given us some muffins. The color weight and texture of the muffins were unnerving so we thought we would try to get Goatee's goats to eat one before we tried them. Well none of the goats would go near the muffins and goats will eat anything (this is very telling of the edible nature of the muffins). It was many visits in varying degrees of gore to Goatee's compound that has driven goats from my long list of animals to have over for dinner. So when someone tells me that they just couldn't bring themselves to eat a particluar animal I sympathize thinking there must be a lot of earless kittens out there.