I love Barbara Streisand.  There, I said it.  I love her movies and I love it when she does television appearances.  There’s something about her that just makes her to cute and endearing.  When I was in my last couple weeks of pregnancy with Lukas, I stayed in bed a lot because it was hot outside, the bedroom was the only room with an air conditioner, and I was HUGE and pregnant and didn’t like to move much.  Well as it happened, “The Way We Were” came on television during that time, and I watched it for the first time.  You want to talk about a movie completely messing with my pregnancy hormones, that movie hit it just right!  I cried for days after watching that movie. I usually try to stay away from chick flicks….they bother me.  But I indulge in them every now and then, but I never thought that I would be a person to relish the thought of watching a Streisand movie.  I haven’t seen all of them.  I’ve seen “A Star is Born”, “The Way We Were” and “The Mirror Has Two Faces” as well as “Meet the Fockers” even though it isn’t a chick flick, but she was perfect in that movie.  I love these movies and watch them whenever they are on.  So yeah, Miss I’m-Not-A-Weepy-Girl loves Babs.  So shoot me.

My phobia with spiders is getting increasingly worse.  Earlier this week, I was sitting in the family room with Lukas.  I had just opened a can of soda and had kept it in my hand the entire time it was open (that detail is important).  I noticed a small spider on the wall.  I sat looking at it for a minute, feeling the chills making their way down my spine, feeling my skin start to prickle and sweat at the same time.  The thought of that spider getting on either Lukas or myself made my bowels cramp so I got up, rolled up a magazine and killed the beast.  I then washed my hands with scalding water and resumed my position on the sofa.  I picked up my soda (which I had set down about 10 feet away from the murder of the arachnid) and put it to my lips.  I froze before I could take a sip.  “What if a spider is in here?  Or worse, what if there are spider bits in here?”  My common sense tried explaining to my fevered brain that there was no spider in there nor were there spider bits in there.  It was only soda.  I tried to calm myself and put the can again to my lips.  I forced myself to take a small sip and it took me at least 2 minutes to force myself to swallow it.  I sat for another half hour trying to talk myself into taking another sip when I finally gave up and dumped out the contents and got myself a glass of water so that at least I could see if there were spider bits contained inside.

When Lukas is napping sometimes I like to sit in front of a mirror and lip sync to my favorite music.  Sometimes this consists of air guitar and head banging.  Sometimes it consists of dramatic hand gestures and a long face.  I totally get into it and pretend like I’m a music star.

Yesterday when I was making Lukas his breakfast, I shoved 8 Oreos in my mouth.  They all fit.

I’ve never been to a dentist before.  With all of the soda that I drink, I dread when that first time actually comes.

When I was in grade school, my babysitter’s daughter dared me to say something really mean and nasty to another girl on the bus.  She said it would be funny.  When I said it, the girl got a really sad look on her face and moved to the back of the bus.  I cried because I felt so bad and I didn’t talk to my babysitter’s daughter for a whole week.

Most of my underwear has holes.

I daydream a lot.  I always have.  I think I might be a bit of an escapist.

I sometimes feel a little bad that Lukas looks nothing like me.

If Jessie goes a day or two without showing me any affection, I freeze up and turn resentful of him.  It takes the poor guy almost a week of constant work to thaw me out.

Now you know more of me that you need to.