Oddly enough, I’m not freaking out at all about this move.  I’ve had long enough to let the concept sink in and I’ve been living in a deconstructed house for long enough to be ready for this to finally happen.  I’m ready.  Now if I can just keep poor Jessie from freaking out, all will be well.

It’s not that Jessie is a shaking blob of mush sitting on my couch screaming and crying about moving.  He’s not.  But Jessie likes to push things back and pretend that all is well until the very last minute…and then he has a meltdown and freaks the fuck out.  He did it when we moved out here.  He did it when I was nearing the end of my pregnancy.  Hopefully I’ve pestered and bullied him enough to talk about his anxiety enough to avoid a Jessie-meltdown this time.

Let’s see….do I have anything else interesting to talk about?  Well, I have a few things but because of the lurkers out there who like to pretened they don’t read this, but my Google Analytics tells me they DO, I’m not at liberty to talk quite as openly as I’d like at this time.  It’s all good things right now and I know that I am feeling very hopeful and excited to be doing this move.  Jessie says he feels the same…..but the remains to be seen.

It’s crunch time.  Thanks to that HUGE push we had to do this weekend, we are able to take a few days off from packing.  Last night I ate an entire bag of Funyuns (by myself.  Shut up) and watched HGTV all night.  I was too ripped to even post a brain-dead blog.  Tonight, I posted to SMP, and am now sitting on my couch watching HGTV.  I have no plans to move.  I’m pretty much planted here until about 10 and then I will plant my ass in my bed and pass out some time around midnight.

Oh, I’m sorry.  Were you hoping for something interesting?  That’s just too fucking bad.  I’m not your dancing monkey.  Ok, maybe I am.  Ok, ok.  I’ve got something for you.  I was de-stressing today while Lukas was napping and I decided to FINALLY visit this site.  I’ve known about this site forever and have never really gone there and gone through all of the archives.  I’m glad that I went there today.  I needed that laugh.  If you love cats and cats making fun of dogs, then this site is interwebs luvin’.  I hope that your lolspeak is up to snuff or you’re going to be lost.

In exactly two weeks I will be snuggling in a bed with my baby boy in a bed in butt-fuck Pennsylvania.  I can’t wait.

A few random thoughts for the day:

I think that Michael Vick is a piece of crap.  The hiring of him by the Philadelphia Eagles means that Iwill continue to root for the Steelers.  And don’t tell me he paid his debt and should be allowed to go on with his life.  The life of a millionaire enjoying stardom and popularity should not have been in the cards and the fact that the NFL reinstated him only proves the lame hero worship so many people buy into.  It’s bullshit.  If the asshole wants to show real remorse, he should give up the life of money and glory and work a joe job for the ASPCA or the Humane Society to help animals that are victimized in much the same way he victimized.  The fact that the guy lied and denied his guilt until a friend ratted on him should show just how fucking sorry he is.  And shame on those of you who don’t see it as a big deal.

Because of a “fine print” thingy in our lease, we’ve had to almost completely finish all of our packing this weekend.  That means we had to squeeze twoo weeks worth of packing and cleaning into a day and a half.  I’m TIRED.  If I can remember, I’ll post pictures of this place tomorrow so you can see how barren this place is.  It isn’t fun and it isn’t home.  I feel displaced. (Yes, I used the word “thingy” up there.)

And now for the weekly Lukas cute pictures:

The nice people at the bank gave him a lolli.  He was a very happy boy.

2 weeks.