Saturday, February 19, 2011

A Post From the Organ Located Somewhere in My Abdomen Called My Stomach

Let's briefly talk about TV commercials real quick. The Super Bowl commercials this year were kinda lame. Eminem appeared in a car commercial that was advertising Detroit not Chrysler and Doritos had like fifty commercials, none of which were funny. Commercials are supposed to have an audience, basic marketing, right. Some are scooters for old people others are toys for kids. All commercials do is advertise stuff and hopefully, after their thirty seconds are up, you want it enough to buy it. Have you ever noticed how many commercials are targeted right at your stomach? There are so many food commercials. Guess what? Food commercials are made for pregnant women!

I want Air Heads sooo bad right now. I haven't had them since probably middle school and they have never been a favorite candy or anything. I have to have them. Same with Dove Chocolate and Taco Bell.

The food cravings don't end there though. When I was first pregnant I ate a lot of Wheat Thins with salsa and cream cheese. I moved on to eggs next. Eggs for breakfast was always on the menu, but then I would have it for a snack during the day too. Those craving are the ones I have gotten over.

I have this slushy I get at QT. You fill the bottom of the cup with Sprite, fill up to the middle of the cup with sour green apple slushy about an inch more of Sprite, then to the top with more slushy. My number one meal that I will take any time, any day, any style... BURRITOS! I'll have one from Chipotle, Los Favoritos, Rhino Caffe, Baja Fresh... I love burritos. 

The last two days I have been craving orange juice. I even had a dream about it, no lie. I think, however, that this craving is due to the fact that I have to do the pregnancy glucose test and I had that nasty orange soda stuff they give you. I also really want a s'more. Much like commercials you see it and want it. I was in the salon today and one of the stylists was talking about this place by our house where you can have a camp fire with s'mores, we also talked about peach cobbler.

You would think that I have gained way more than the recommended 25 to 30 pounds. Yeah, not even close. But I still have a few months left to go. I'll get back to you when I am trying to loose some weight at the gym. For now... I am going to the grocery store hungry.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

We laugh. We cry. Then we pee our pants.

Okay, so maybe we didn't literally pee our pants. But, according to my book, you are so not considered a human being if you haven't laughed so hard, you cried.

I remember when I was little we would go over on Sunday afternoons to visit my Nana. My family would usually swing by in the evening, after an early dinner, so as to not interrupt her novellas. Doing this just kinda seemed wrong. It was her TV time. I could never understand why she watched those shows so religiously and why she had to watch them in Spanish.

As a kid you are usually glued to the TV Saturday mornings with a helping of Lucky Charms. As a kid, this made sense to me. A day off from school with cartoons and a language I could understand. However, towards the end of high school CBS got me hooked on How I Met Your Mother and suddenly I had my own novella to watch. As I had the freedom to do homework while watching TV, my list of TV shows grew and I didn't like to be interrupted while they were on.

Two apartments and a basement later, I lived in a home with a husband, two dogs, and DVR box. Best invention ever! I can totally watch TV way faster now. I get to skip all the crummy parts, commercials, and I never miss a show. But, I am not here to promote a DVR box in every home or anything. All I am saying is it makes having novella watching as a hobby much more convenient. And I am just like my Nana.

Now, here comes the part where I divulge my list of TV shows I watch on a regular basis. Although I already leaked the name of one of my favorite shows, which I now have converted three BFFs into watching, you are not allowed to judge me for the content of the shows I watch. I am well aware that there are shows on my list that can be considered slightly trashy.

How I Met Your Mother - CBS
Biggest Loser -  NBC
The Office - NBC
Glee - FOX
Top Gear - BBC

So, I am sure that you have heard of all of these shows, with the exception of the one found on the BBC channel. I know, the BBC channel. British humor is supposed to be so off for us Americans. 

Brett has a friend at work named Andrew who is British and he recommended Top Gear to Brett and I. Well, we love it! I highly recommend it to everyone. The show is all about cars, but not in a dude way where the lingo is all about what is under the hood/bonnet, although, when they showcase a car they do mention vehicle specifications. It is hosted by three men who are often put through automotive challenges throughout the world. It is usually a contest that consists of defeating each other by any and all means possible. To fully understand this show, just watch one, please. Try the episode where they cross the African desert or where they drive muscle cars in America. 

Earlier this week, Brett and I watch the episode where the three men go semi-truck driving, or lorry driving. I swear we did not pee our pants, but we were laughing and crying so hard, I was a bit concerned with going into premature labor over this ridiculous show. If you ever get around to watching a full episode, please let me know if you pee your pants. I promise to upgrade your status to a higher form of human being in my book. I promise you won't be disappointed.