DVD Review Humpday

Husband and I pride ourselves in being up to date in the movie viewing world and I try to keep up to speed since I know I'm your go-to movie review blog. Or at least I like to trick myself into believing that to keep my ego inflated. However, several months were a bust thanks to morning sickness and the love affair I had with my couch and my quilt; it put a damper on the whole "going out" thing. Thank goodness for Netflix. Since The Hurt Locker won the Oscar we thought we should see it so see it we did.
I wasn't really ready to like this movie as much as I did but it was really well done. The suspense was tangible and I found myself screaming at our TV screen more than once. It's hard not to get emotionally invested in the characters because, let's face it, this shit is real. The Hurt Locker focuses on a small group of explosive detonators and I think that's how it kept from being this full-on commentary on the war in Iraq and was able to be more about the soldier's experience. I was pleasantly surprised to see a cameo by Ralph Fiennes and to see that Jeremy Renner's Oscar nomination was well-deserved. I would totally recommend this movie and I think the sheer simplicity and intensity of it totally made it a great choice for an Oscar winner.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: You can make a good war movie without saturating it with your political views.


Tummy Tuesday

Nothing new on the baby front this week, per se. We get the BIG NEWS about the baby's gender on Friday when we go to get our ultrasound. So we'll find out what Next Friday is on Good Friday. It's all just too darling. And then I can release my mother from the shackles I put her in when I told her she couldn't shop until she knew what we were having. She really has behaved herself these past few months so kudos to you Moo Lady.
I did read that when you are pregnant you should not sleep on your back but have found myself going to sleep on my side and every time I wake up (mainly to PEE!) I'm on my back. To attempt to thwart this behavior I purchased a body pillow over the weekend. It seems to be helping but it is strange. I don't know how I feel about straddling an inanimate object during my slumber.
I saw the doctor on Thursday and he told me that what I thought was the baby moving probably isn't and that when I did finally feel it move I would be able to tell the difference. I'm starting to wonder if these random feelings in my tummy are nothing more than round ligament pain (a.k.a. growing pains). He said I was healthy and the heartbeat sounded good and after I peed in a cup and got my vitals taken I was out the door. 30 minutes in the waiting room, 5 being seen. Nice.

Here's what babycenter.com says about 19 weeks:
Your baby's sensory development is exploding! Her brain is designating specialized areas for smell, taste, hearing, vision, and touch. Some research suggests that she may be able to hear your voice now, so don't be shy about reading aloud, talking to her, or singing a happy tune if the mood strikes you. Your baby weighs about 8 1/2 ounces and measures 6 inches, head to bottom — about the size of a large heirloom tomato. Her arms and legs are in the right proportions to each other and the rest of her body now. Her kidneys continue to make urine and the hair on her scalp is sprouting. A waxy protective coating called the vernix caseosa is forming on her skin to prevent it from pickling in the amniotic fluid.


Monday Movie Review

When I was younger, I collected 80s compilation CDs with the dream that maybe one day I would have my own all-80s radio station. I love the music. I love the decade. The excess, the neon, the absolute cheesiness of it all. It all makes me squeal with delight. And I thought The Wedding Singer was going to be my go-to, repeat-viewing 80s flashback movie until this weekend when we went to see Hot Tub Time Machine.
The title alone could have been poison for this movie (Snakes on a Plane, anyone?) but luckily John Cusack and his beautiful brain was at least partially responsible bringing us this hilarious film. I thought Craig Robinson was funny before this, but I have an even deeper love for him now that I have seen him rock the mic. Rob Corddry? He just looks insane so he was perfect as the asshole friend. There are a few epic cameos by Chevy Chase, Crispin Glover and the bad boy blond from the Karate Kid movies for your viewing pleasure as well.
Let's just say I laughed so hard that I thought it might be bad for the baby. Husband laughed so hard that at one point he was doubled over the railing in the front of the theater. At a few different times, I wondered if the audience was laughing at the film or at him. This isn't the smartest movie I've ever seen but it definitely tried hard to be one of the funniest.


Last Haiku Friday of March

The year of babies
So many are on their way
Some already born
Hopes for health and happiness
Wee bundles of joy
How do moms do it?
Always with such a brave face
Ya gotta love 'em


Motel 6

Last weekend I went to San Diego for BFF's baby shower. I drove down on Friday night and spent the night where Husband lives during the week. We thought we'd see how things went with the two of us sleeping on a queen-size air mattress. Let's just say, things went comically at best. Every time Husband rolled over I shot into the sky and when he got out of bed I rolled into the crevice between the wall and the bed. A pregnant woman should not be doing those sorts of stunts in her sleep so I said Saturday night we'd splurge for a hotel.
We drove around a bit and saw this darling hotel that had a windmill outside of it. I think it was a Holiday Inn or a Best Western so I figured it was in our price range. Um, no. They wanted $150 a night and since we were literally only going to be in that room to sleep I said we'd hit up the Motel 6 down the street offering rooms for $59 a night. Motel 6 used to have a motto that said "We'll leave the light on for you." What it should really be is "You get what you pay for" or perhaps "We don't splurge on much." While we did have cable and got to enjoy a part of the highly recommended Magic & Bird documentary, we didn't have but one wee sliver of soap and absolutely no complimentary shampoo or conditioner.
Upon first glance, the room looked pretty nicely painted and clean. However, the comforter was something to be seen and had it not been perforated with wee holes I may have taken a picture of it. It was some sort of New Mexico vibe with cars and wild game all over it. Stunning. The drapes were also perforated and allowed tiny dots of sunshine into our room. Perhaps that was a theme they were going for? But best of all were the pillows that were basically maxi-pads in pillow cases. For those of you that want to know how to get the Grade A real pillows from the front desk, do like Husband did: tell them you have a pregnant wife back in the room that needs extra pillows to snuggle (which is totally not true). Works like a charm. Nothing like little white lies to get you a tiny touch of comfort that makes up for the fact that you're sleeping on box springs.


Farewell, The Cat

The Cat for President

It's been a long time coming but The Cat's stay with us has come to an end. I sort of knew when I got pregnant that her time was limited with us because cats can too easily climb into cribs, not to mention how their fine hair affects allergies and the like. Then there's that whole thing with the kitty litter and toxoplasmosis and whatnot. When I found out I was pregnant, my allergies were nuts because I stopped taking my Zyrtec. We already have a dog so double the hair wasn't helping anyone. Getting rid of Kiyah was never really an option. Husband has had her for going on 9 years so she's a lifer with us. The Cat, however, we got when we moved in together almost 2 years ago. She was meant to be a companion to the dog since Kiyah was raised always with other pets around.
Since we installed the dog door, however, The Cat has been leaving first thing in the morning, returning at around midnight to eat, and bailing before we woke up. I never saw her aside from the hair she would leave on our pillows and she pretty much quit hanging out with us entirely. I am not a sponsor for starving kitties - this ain't UNICEF. Her absence clearly doesn't provide much companionship for Kiyah so, in other words, she became what some would call pointless. The final straw was when I would try to get her when she was outside and she would hiss at and then run from me. Um, no. So when the neighbor dragged her over and gave her back to us because The Cat was all up in her business, I knew she had to go. And go she did.
So, The Cat, here's to you. I'm not sure you'll be missed but thanks for the few memories you did give us.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: Like my mother used to tell me as a teenager, her home was not a hotel and being able to stay there required a lot more than coming home for dinner.


Tummy Tuesday

That picture was taken at BFF's shower last Saturday. If you can believe it, she's 2 months more preggo than I am. You certainly can't tell from that picture. I look like a freakin' Mack truck! Aside from showing, I think I am starting to feel some of Next Friday's movements. It almost felt like someone dragging their index finger along the inside of my belly a few times over the weekend. I keep being told it will feel like a flutter but I have no idea what a flutter feels like... to me it is more like a slight cramp? Like how you feel before you either have to go to the bathroom or vomit. Pregnancy is so pretty.
Can I just tell you how sexy my dreams have become? Holy cow! The books said it would happen because you feel kind of unattractive on the outside and so your subconscious makes up for it, I just didn't know I'd be dreaming in porn. Also, the dumbest things make me cry. Like I cried about 5 times during The Princess & The Frog. And we were watching America's Funniest Videos and there was a kid that was crying because his mom was mad that he cut his sister's hair? I was so sad for that little boy because he was so sad that I cried! What the hell is wrong with me?
Other than that, not much is different. Bending over is becoming a little problematic. I definitely feel out of shape because we took a couple walks this weekend and I felt almost winded. My pulse gets out of hand too. Not sure what any of that means but I'll discuss it with the good doctor on Thursday morning for my checkup. I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of 4/2 so I can see the if Next Friday is a boy or a girl!

Here's what babycenter.com says about 18 weeks:
Head to rump, your baby is about 5 1/2 inches long (about the length of a bell pepper) and he weighs almost 7 ounces. He's busy flexing his arms and legs — movements that you'll start noticing more and more in the weeks ahead. His blood vessels are visible through his thin skin, and his ears are now in their final position, although they're still standing out from his head a bit. A protective covering of myelin is beginning to form around his nerves, a process that will continue for a year after he's born. If you're having a girl, her uterus and fallopian tubes are formed and in place. If you're having a boy, his genitals are noticeable now, but he may hide them from you during an ultrasound (and to that I say it better not hide anything!).


Movie Review Monday

Notes on a Scandal is not a new movie to the world, just to me. When Husband got Netflix I tried to come up with a queue of things that I had heard good things about. That's how I came about seeing that other oldie Half Nelson. I am so glad I rented this one. It's about two teachers at a low income school in England. Dame Judi has been there for ages and is known as a battle axe. Cate Blanchett is a newbie art teacher on a mission to really reach the children. Well reach them she does because she becomes entangled in an inappropriate liaison with a year 10 student (that's a sophomore for all you Americans) who could have easily been mistaken for a young Colin Farrell. Dame Judi catches them in the act and uses that as a sort of blackmail to pursue her own impure thoughts toward Blanchett. Husband said this movie made him want to take a shower and I can only take that to mean he thought it was as good a movie as I did! Because that's what good movies do, right? They make you feel. I have to admit, watching a woman in her late 30s make out with a 15-year old made me feel very uncomfortable but no more so than watching Dame Judi use her diary to turn a friendship into a love affair. I highly recommend this one. You know how I love the British.


Almost Spring Haiku Friday

The first day of Spring
Also "Vernal Equinox"
Arrives tomorrow
Going out of town
I'll be in San Diego
BFF's shower
A wee Oxnard break
Absence makes the heart fonder
Little getaway


Happy St. Paddie's

Black & Tan and a Green Beer

Last year those tasty treats would have been my game plan for the night, kicking off right at 5 p.m. and basically going until drunkenness. Sadly, it was not meant to be this year. Instead of green beers, Black & Tans and shots of Bailey's Irish Creme all night I will be taking the elderly to Chinese for dinner and then visiting my dad in the hospital. Oh and there's that whole pregnancy thing. Can you say debauchery?
I was listening to the Kevin & Bean morning show and Ralph was drunkenly explaining how St. Patrick's Day came to be. That the real reason you're all getting wasted today is because Patrick over there thought it was a great idea to introduce Catholicism to Ireland. Did you know the shamrock's three leaves represent the Holy Trinity (a.k.a. the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost)? Me neither! However, I believe Ralph summed it best when he mentioned how Patrick's need to spread his religion only led to years and years of struggle and problems for the Irish that continue to this day.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: Catholicism drives you to drink.


Another Tummy Tuesday

Just had a visit from BFF & her hubby. She's about 2 months more pregnant than I am and last night she let me hold her belly until her "little buddy" kicked. I have to say, that blew me away to the point that it brought tears to my eyes. Right through her tummy was a little kick that felt almost like a pen clicking. Hard to describe other than very wee and very amazing. I clearly need to get used to the idea of that happening to me.
My regular tee shirts are riding up to about belly button level so I invested in some maternity tees this past weekend. They're a bit longer and allow for the bump. But the purchase worth mentioning is that at Target they sell these things called BeBands that are essentially Spanx-type numbers that keep your pre-pregnancy jeans on without being buttoned or keep too-big maternity pants from falling down. Can you say lifesaver? I am wearing one now and can attest to their effectiveness. $16.99 well spent.
Other than that, not too much new. I found that Topper's pizza is just as good without the evil sauce. I'm tired of being constipated but I do pee less in the middle of the night. And best of all? My sister-in-law is 99.9% sure she is pregnant now too so our babies will be super close in age. Too cute! Cousins!

Here's what babycenter.com has to say for 17 weeks:
Your baby's skeleton is changing from soft cartilage to bone, and the umbilical cord — her lifeline to the placenta — is growing stronger and thicker. Your baby weighs 5 ounces now (about the size of a turnip), and she's around 5 inches long from head to bottom. She can move her joints, and her sweat glands are starting to develop.


Pobre Haiku Friday

Oh, silly Randi
With child and graduating
An expensive sitch
Bills for student loans
Repayment schedules and such
Keep rolling on in
Being a grown up
Requires some serious cash
I did not know this


Shameful Crush

I guess there is no sense in denying it but I have a crush on Robert Pattinson. I think it's because he reminds me of a young James Dean in some of the still shots I've seen of him. This crush does not stem from the Twilight movie because, frankly, the acting is godawful. However, in this clip, I think I love him more. This sketch makes me compare Jimmy Fallon to a young Mike Myers on the glory days of SNL when Crusty and I used to actually stay up to watch together. Anywho, slow news day in the world of Randi so this is what you get.


RIP Corey Haim

Boy oh boy. What girl (or perhaps homosexual young man) growing up in the 80s and early 90s didn't have a crush on one of the Coreys? You'd be hard pressed to find one. I was partial to Corey Haim. Something about that innocent face combined with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes made me want him for my boyfriend so bad! Lucas, Lost Boys, Dream A Little Dream, License to Drive... yup, those were the movies my childhood was made of.
I was pretty sad when I heard the DJ on the radio announce almost in passing that Corey Haim was found dead in a Burbank apartment this morning. Like it was no big deal and he had other gossip to report that was far more interesting. It seems to have been an accidental overdose and his mother was there. I don't know what's sadder... his death or the fact that one of the hottest movie stars of my childhood was living with his mother in a Burbank apartment at the age of 38. I tuned into another radio station to see if they had more details and the DJs jokingly said they thought the kid that used to dress up like Michael Jackson would be the one to go first.
Not sure what the purpose of this post is. I guess it's just sad to see pieces of your childhood die. Poor Corey Haim, you know? He had so much potential and in an instant POOF! It's gone. Just a reminder not to take anything for granted I suppose.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: Lindsay Lohan, this could be you so clean up your act already.


24 More Weeks

  • Since I am about 15-16 weeks the baby is either the size of an apple or an avocado. It's about 4-1/2" long and weighs about 3.5 ounces. It's also got toenails and taste buds.
  • I'm sick for the umpteenth time this pregnancy. It's awesome. For the record? Robitussin, Tylenol and Sudafed, while safe to take during pregnancy, do absolutely nothing. Nothing. Why I even take them is a mystery because all they seem to do is dehydrate me.
  • My morning sickness was gone but apparently being sick makes me just vomit for no reason! Isn't that neat! I love it! I've puked four times in three days.
  • Tomato sauce is just not my friend.
  • I thought shopping for maternity clothes would be sort of fun and easy since pregnant women are generally "big" and they shouldn't have to worry about it right? Yeah no. I hate shopping for clothes. I swear I'm bringing back biblical fashion and just cutting a hole in a sheet, throwing it over my head and tying a rope around my waist.
  • I'm pretty convinced this "baby bump" I've been imagining is just my belly fat and not pregnant. Here's a picture of it and you can tell me what you think:


Monday Schnippets

  • Finally got around to watching Half Nelson for which Ryan Gosling was nominated for a 2007 Best Actor Acadamy Award. Not sure if you've heard about this one but he plays a drug addicted teacher who develops a special bond with one of his at risk students. I found it to be kind of long and slow but he did a good job playing an addict. Plus, he's pretty good looking.
  • Started feeling pretty icky last night and now I'm home from work with a full blown cold. I used to really like staying home from work but now I find it incredibly boring. I do make it a point to watch The Young & The Restless but this show is pretty bad these days.
  • Checked my grades online and I got a 75% on my midterm. Not great, but not awful either I suppose. Pretty darn average.
  • Got the good news that Husband will be home early Saturday instead of late Saturday so that's nice.
  • Watched the Oscars last night (kind of full circle here after point 1 huh?) and really enjoyed them. I am glad Avatar didn't win anything other than technical awards, not that I've seen it but sometimes it's nice when the gigantor super-hype movie doesn't get the gold. I thought Robert Downey Jr. & Tina Fey were hilarious, loved hearing Doogie sing and couldn't stop smiling each time Alec Baldwin & Steve Martin did their silly banter. Good show.


Things I Like Haiku Friday

Hazelnut coffee
Tagalongs Girl Scout Cookies
Both are on my desk
Husband coming home
Just a week from tomorrow
After three weeks gone
Seeing BFF
Babe and the baby bump, too
On March 14th, yo!


The Boob Tube Fury

Stuff on TV that irks me:
  • The lady who looks like she could be Julia Roberts' sister that buys the dress using her Chase rewards points without telling her husband who clearly had other ideas on how he wanted those points spent.
  • Talking babies save for the one little girl that sort of floats into the screen and says, "Milk-a-wha?"
  • Commercials concerning erectile dysfunction. I know they need to reach their target market but the thought of old folks banging in bathtubs on a hillside really kind of turns my stomach.
  • The Crime and Investigation Network's insistence on playing the same three clips over and over as teasers for stupid re-runs of 24, Crossing Jordan, Twin Peaks, Nash Bridges and a show I've never heard of called Philly.
  • The fact that TLC has come out with shows called Hoarding - Buried Alive and Addicted even though A&E already has Hoarders and Intervention. Plus that song for Addicted? Ugh. Kill me now with the what I can only assume is a Celtic Woman thanking me for endless shit whilst screeching!
  • The Wheel of Fortune. 'Nuff said.
  • The woman who does the commercials for the Rosetta Stone Language Programs because she has absolutely no idea what to do with her hands and it makes her look totally ill at ease and uncomfortable. It's like Ricky Bobby doing his first TV interview.
I think that just about does it for now. Deep breath.



I drive the same 10 to 15 minute drive every morning to work so I always see the regulars on the same commute. There are two that stand out:
1.) A convertible, baby blue New Beetle with a tie-dyed peace sign in the rear window and a vanity plate that says JITTNY or something close to that.
2.) A cream PT Cruiser that lives two houses down from me in my alley.
The reason these two cars stand out is because they are both driven by women who are hell bent on beating everyone else to some imaginary finish line. I'll be the first to admit that I've been known to have a lead foot but while I drive fast, I try not to tailgate and cut people off just to be number 1 to the stoplight. This PT Cruiser is the worst. She has nearly crashed into me while I back out of my space because she's going way too fast down the alley. She also thinks it's her God-given right to make her own lanes to get around the rest of us silly fools in a queue at the light at the end of our block. I hate her.
This morning? I saw her pulled over by a motorcycle cop. And I smiled. And I thought to myself, "You had it coming." And I drove the speed limit all the way to work.

MORAL OF THAT STORY: Sometimes, justice truly is served.


Tummy Tuesday

Since the last time I blogged about THE BABY which was just after the ultrasound, I had another appointment with my OBGYN. When we first got pregnant, I was told my due date was 8/22. Then we couldn't hear the baby's heartbeat with that hand held Doppler stethoscope so they figured we were less pregnant than they thought and they pushed the due date back to 9/1. When I saw the OBGYN last Thursday, he said that the super fancy ultrasound we took on Monday said I was about 14.5 weeks so the due date is now 8/25. Are you keeping up? Hopefully this one will stick.
My morning sickness seems to be totally gone but I've yet to get the burst of energy I've been hearing so much about. Sleep still sounds like the most appealing thing in the world. I feel like I'm hungrier in the morning and suddenly one serving of Cheerios doesn't seem enough to satisfy me so I'll have two. Other than that, my appetite is pretty normal. Fruit seems to be the most delicious thing on the planet so I eat a lot of that; gotta do better about squeezing in some veggies though.
Maternity pants are too big but regular jeans are too tight around the middle. I can't decide if it's a baby bump or the fact that I weigh as much as I do. My shirts do seem to rise above my belly a lot more than they did before though.

Here's what babycenter.com says about the 14th week:
This week's big developments: Your baby can now squint, frown, grimace, pee, and possibly suck his thumb! Thanks to brain impulses, his facial muscles are getting a workout as his tiny features form one expression after another. His kidneys are producing urine, which he releases into the amniotic fluid around him — a process he'll keep up until birth. He can grasp, too, and if you're having an ultrasound now, you may even catch him sucking his thumb.

In other news: Your baby's stretching out. From head to bottom, he measures 3 1/2 inches — about the size of a lemon — and he weighs 1 1/2 ounces. His body's growing faster than his head, which now sits upon a more distinct neck. By the end of this week, his arms will have grown to a length that's in proportion to the rest of his body. (His legs still have some lengthening to do.) He's starting to develop an ultra-fine, downy covering of hair, called lanugo, all over his body. Your baby's liver starts making bile this week — a sign that it's doing its job right — and his spleen starts helping in the production of red blood cells. Though you can't feel his tiny punches and kicks yet, your little pugilist's hands and feet (which now measure about 1/2 inch long) are more flexible and active.