The personal blog of a girl named Alexa
My girlfriend Jenny, is expecting a baby next month. She knows she will be having a baby girl. I think it is pretty much standard in maternity care to find out the baby’s gender about 4 months along.
Some of the girls from work want to have a baby shower for her. I was going to buy a gift for her anyway, so if we are going to have a baby shower, I guess I need to get busy and buy that gift for her.
Last night I spent a few minutes at my neighbors house. Her 3 year old was watching cartoons on the TV in the living while we visited. I couldn’t help but notice some of the cartoon dialogue.
I have to say that these cartoons are a little strange and it bothers me that children are watching them. I don’t see why cartoons for small children should have any reference to college age pranks, like panty raids. In my opinion, this is not appropriate for young children to hear and how would children even know what a panty raid is? Too strange and very disconcerting.
There has never been a good outcome for me when someone (whether friend, family, co-worker, or boss) has told me, “We need to talk.” When I hear that I want to run right home, crawl into bed and pull the covers up over my head!
My mother had a unique way of bringing up a problem. She would say, “I have a bone to pick with you.”
When Sissy heard that I was thinking about signing up for some dance classes, and couldn’t decide between ballroom, clogging, ballet, tap, or belly dance classes, she immediately decided that she was going to sign up for private dance lessons in santa monica herself. When she told me that, I had to work hard to restrain myself from making a snarky comment about how it seems that every time she hears that I am thinking about doing something, that she immediately has to say she is thinking about doing the same thing, but it is always “up a notch” as if to make herself look like she is better than me.
I’m thinking about telling her that I’m going to have some exotic body art work done, and see if she runs right out and does it first, and then not do it myself at all – just for a good laugh at her expense!
Back when I was in school, taking band, there was no such thing as a silent electric instrument of any kind. At least, not that I’m aware of! When a kid decided to learn how to play an instrument, everyone in the house got to listen the that kid practice, whether they wanted to hear it or not! I was really pleasantly surprised recently when I learned that almost any and every instrument ever made now seems to have a silent version – like the silent electric yamaha violin at WWBW that I found online a few minutes ago. I think that it’s fantastic that now people can learn how to play an instrument without driving everyone in the house crazy!
I was aghast when Shan was showing me some photos of these TAG Heuer watches that she found online. She was telling me that her husband had told her that his boss gave his wife one of the ladies watches from the website, and she was showing me the selection. I thought that the watches were nice looking, but I just cannot imagine having enough disposable income to put a luxury watch like that on my wrist! Just my luck I’d lose the watch a few days after getting it! Too rich for my blood, that’s for sure! But, I sure wish that I had enough disposable income to buy something like that! Must be nice!
Don’t get me wrong, I love Alicia, I really do. But when we get together, all she can talk about is herself! She doesn’t even ASK me how I am, or how my family is! She talks about her work, her vacations, her new real estate checklist template app that she downloaded on her cell phone, and even how she is switching brands of pet food because her vet told her that the brand she was using wasn’t as good as the one he sells there at his office.
Sometimes I just want to scream “will you please be quiet for just one minute?” when I am around her, but I don’t want to hurt her feelings. Sometimes I wonder if she is simply afraid of silence. I enjoy companionship, but I also enjoy silence from time to time.
This past week has been crazy busy. I had to finish up shopping, get my tree up and decorated, and bake 20 dozen Christmas cookies to give to my close friends. We have a small group of friends and family who like to exchange cookies each year, and everyone loves my little gingerbread men and women. So I have an entire afternoon dedicated to baking gingerbread men and women today.
I guess it’s too late to send out Christmas cards. I’m sorry I blew it, but I do hope that everyone has a wonderful Christmas.
My neighbor had a big party yesterday and invited us to stop by. It was a great turnout and they all seemed to be having a blast.
She even had a big bonfire going up on the hill. We sat around the fire on hay bales and roasted marshmallows and told funny stories. It was great fun – but too dark for my camera to get any good snapshots of the group.
My girlfriend, Wendy was so bummed out today after sending her kids back to their dad that I invited her to dinner and some girl talk. Wendy has two kids but their dad has custody of them during the school year and they come to visit Wendy on holidays and for two months each summer. So the summer vacation is over and they had to go back.
They are great kids – they seem really well adjusted, excellent manners, very lovable. I wonder if they will stay that way or if being in the public school system will corrupt them. Wendy worries that once they are under the influence of other kids and get peer pressure that they will pick up a lot of bad habits and bad language from the other kids. I’m afraid she’s right, but that’s why parenting kids when they are school age is still so important – you have to be ever vigilant.