Has arrived in the D. “The three to the one to one to the three (I met a bad bitch last night in the D)”….that’s my ass shaking reference for you Shannie – SING IT!
The Biggest Loser is here in MI looking for contestants. I saw it on the news this morning. I understand it’s a great show, helps lots of people. Wonderful.
My problem is really with the people in line that look like they are a size 2 and “need to lose a couple”. That pissed me off. And I have to believe it pissed off the people in line that aren’t a size 2 and need some serious assistance.
Boo to all of those people that don’t belong and only want their shot at being on TV – 5 minutes of fame. BOO!!!!
It’s hard. So I’m putting it out there. Suggestions welcome.
Shannon – I know Edward is your top pick and it’s duly noted. 🙂 I tried to get Cullen approved and it was a no-go. That is my absolute favorite name. (Hubby, are you reading this? If I let you do the room in camo, can we name him Cullen Bishop?????)
Shannie – Spartacus is off the table, I’m sorry. But I do think it’s cute that your family have chimed in – Avery with Levi and The Mister with Henry – so that we could each have an Avery and a Henry. You guys are the best!
So let’s hear your suggestions. Middle names to be considered are:
There is a naming tradition in Hubby’s family, middle names are maiden names of past generations. Hubby’s middle name is Bishop. Avery is my FIL’s middle name, and it’s a maiden name from 4 generations ago. Pretty cool, huh?
Oh, and it really shouldn’t start with H – cuz our last name does.
So have at it, friends. We’ll be continuing this every Thursday until the Nudger has a name. 🙂
ETA: I ran Wilson as a first name by Hubby this morning and his first reaction was to yell…wait for it…
If we pick that name, and it’s leaning towards being in my top 3, let’s hope this baby doesn’t look like Tom Hanks’ deflated volleyball companion. Ok?
Remember the Boob Theory of Hubby’s? If you don’t, he had a theory on how to determine the sex of your unborn child. Turns out that he was on to something. Yesterday we found out we are having a…..
I am still in a bit of shock. We both did think we were going to find out we were having a girl. And then the tech came across the ding-a-ling. We are thrilled and everything looks great – right on track.
Avery was less than thrilled when she found out she is getting a baby brother. She actually cried. I didn’t mean for her to hear, I was waiting for Hubby to get home to tell her. But she was eavesdropping (and we all know that’s not a good idea). Turns out baby boys frustrate her. But, after spending the afternoon talking about all of our friends that have baby brothers, she’s cool with the idea.
As long as we name him Franklin. WTF? I don’t think so. Hopefully she won’t try to change his name after he’s born.
We are supposed to get more snow today. 6″ more.
I’m moving to Tahiti.
Have any of you indulged in Girl Scout cookies this year? I bought 4 boxes from the daughter of a friend. I don’t normally order them, I wait until the girls are selling them at the little tables in front of the grocery store but hormones got the best of me this year.
And I waited – for 2 months – to get these cookies. Peanut Butter Patties are my favorite. Of course that’s not what they are called now. It’s Tagalongs. Whatever.
Last night they got the best of me and I cracked them open while watching Grey’s. What better way to enjoy my Thursday – Dr. McDreamy and Girl Scout cookies, right?
I ripped open the box and pulled out a cookie. It looked smaller. And there were definitely fewer cookies in the box than when I was a little Brownie schleping them up and down Groves Drive. I get it – economy, inflation, all that bullshit.
Then I bite into one. Where the fuck is the peanut butter in my Peanut Butter Pattie? Huh? Isn’t that like the main freaking ingredient? I thought so. Apparently no one told the manufacturer…the cookie now has a pathetic dent in the top with a miniscual amount of crappy tasting PB in it. Huh? I paid $3.50 for this? Seriously?
Not only did the maker NOT get the key ingredients but apparently they also weren’t told that if you make these cookies ONE TIME A YEAR, you’d better get it the fuck right.
After the box is gone From this day forward – BOYCOTT!
Until Avery joins girl scouts. Then I’ll have to change my tune.
Here is a link to the first picture…7 weeks ago.
Check it out first…..
And here is the new boob shot: