Ultrasound

Last week I went for my ultrasound appointment. Did you know that you have to go with a full bladder? That part is agonizing... the rest of it is really cool.

E&I could see the baby's arms and legs, and face, and everything. We could see it moving around and moving its mouth. It was amazing.

We were hoping that the technician would tell us if it was a boy or a girl, but she wouldn't say for sure. However, from our view of the baby, we are guessing that it is going to be a boy. We can't be completely sure though, since we're not really experts at reading ultrasounds! So at this point we're just speculating.

No matter what the baby turns out to be, it was exciting to have our first look at him/her. There's a real human in there, it's not just a growing blob making my belly get bigger and bigger!

Is it wierd that I really like my baby belly? The only belly worry I have is whether or not my warm winter ski pants and winter jacket will continue to fit for the duration of our frigid Winnipeg winter... Here's hoping!

DestructionPhase of Renovation

I have to say that although I enjoy many phases of the whole renovation thing, the destruction phase is the most exhiliarating. We did a lot of destructing in our house.

We ripped off wierd panelling, baseboards, pulled up carpeting & laminate flooring, we ripped down a few walls, and pulled down all of the kitchen cabinets. Well, all except one of them which will go in the new laundry room.

Here are some of our destruction pics... sorry I didn't get any in progress, they're all from after the destruction is done!

smelly

I went into the kitchen this morning and I could smell our bananas. UGH!! So I put them in a less used cabinet so I wouldn't have to smell them while making breakfast and packing my lunch. I'll have to remember to tell E where they are, or they'll end up rotting in there!

So Tired

I am so tired today. Ever since my lunch break (after the fire alarm excitement and all). I got back to my desk and the rest of the day dragged. Then I nearly fell asleep on the bus ride home. When I got home I needed to doze for a few minutes before E & I dragged our lazy butts to the gym. Now I'm sitting at my computer, I should be working on my thesis, but my brain just can't seem to get geared up.

I wish tomorrow was saturday and I could sleep in. But, sadly, it's Friday and I have a whole day of work ahead before I can look forward to a proper break. Oh well, we all gotta work right?

2 Fire Alarms

Today we had 2 fire alarms go off in our building, one after the other. It took about an hour and a half... Right when I was supposed to be going to my dentist appointment... which is in our building.

I was wishing that the alarms had gone off at the end of the day on a Friday. Then I could have gone home. Needless to say, I feel like I haven't got much done today! Too much excitement. Too many hot firemen too!

When you assume...

We all know what happens when you make assumptions right?

This morning as I was on the bus, the express bus, actually, it was the super express bus, I had the fun of witnessing what happens when you make assumptions.

First of all, let me explain the super express bus. I love the super express bus. It goes from downtown all the way to the university where I work and doesn't make any stops for the majority of the trip. A few stops downtown and then a few stops at the university. It's so much faster than taking any other buses. Plus, the lack of stops means it's a much smoother ride for all of us.

Every once in awhile, some poor individual fails to realize that this bus does not make any stops for the greatest proportion of its route. This usually ends up in some dismay, occasionally in begging, often in disappointment, and frequently in a trip back towards downtown on a non-super express bus, but usually not in an extra mid-route stop.

This morning some business type fellow assumed that the bus must make some sporadic stops, even though the bus was clearly labeled a super express bus. Instead of asking the driver about potential stops when he boarded the bus, he assumed he would be able to get off the bus whenever he wanted.

When his assumptions proved incorrect (as they often do) he became belligerant and proceded to grumble and complain about: the stupid bus route, the stupid city, the stupid driver, and various other things that I couldn't understand because they just sounded like general muttering. He even complained saying that he assumed the bus would stop and made it sound like someone else out there was responsible somehow for his assumptions.

All I could think about as he complained was, "when you assume, you make an ass of u and me." And he certainly was coming across as a bit of an ass. Apparently that little spelling trick isn't as widely known as I thought it was.

In any case, some advice for anyone taking a bus that they have not taken before, are unfamiliar with, or are unsure about... don't assume that it's going where you want it to go, ask the driver if they are stopping at the point where you'd like to remove yourself from the bus. It will make your life easier, your bus driver will be less irritable, the people who would otherwise have to listen to you complain will be less annoyed, and the chances that someone will mock you after you get off the bus will also significanly decrease.

Bananas

When I was growing up, my mom stored our bananas on top of the pile of plates in the kitchen cabinet. Whenever I opened the cabinet to get dishes to set the table with, a nasty whiff of banana smell would viciously attack me.

I think this is why I don't like bananas. I find the smell exceptionally awful to bear. E thinks it's funny to wave his banana peel at me... it's not though. Especially now that I'm pregnant and nasty smells have the potential to make me lose the last meal I consumed.

I can handle eating bananas when they're still a bit green. They don't smell as strongly at that point. I also really love banana bread. It doesn't smell at all like bananas. E made banana bread from my mom's recipe the other day. We consumed it at lightening speeds. Mom's recipe is awesome because it has chocolate chips in it. I think it's probably time to make more. Too bad that means having to buy bananas at the grocery store!