SYTYCD

I really enjoy watching "So You Think You Can Dance." Or, should I say that I "did." The last couple of seasons have left me with memorable moving, emotional, funny, beautiful dances that I haven't forgotten. This year? Is it just me, or do these finalists do the same solos over and over and over? Nigel Lythgoe keeps trying to convince us that this is the "best group of dancers we've ever had on the show, and did I mention that we were nominated for 75 emmys? And can you believe what this show has done for dance? If it weren't for my brilliant television show about dance America would be cultureless! Please thank me with silk pocket squares, and possibly even larger white veneers."

He can try to convince me, but I know better. Twitch? Joshua? Hawk? Katie? Should I go on? These were some of the best dancers the show has produced. But this season my suspicion is that the choreographers are stretched too thin as they are already preparing for their first ever Fall Premiere. I also suspect that at this season's auditions the best dancers were held over for said Fall season that it might be their best season ever. And this Summer season? Makes those of us SYTYCD faithfuls lose heart in the mediocre performance of the dancers. And don't get me started on Mary Murphey and her "hot tamale train" she is enough to make me quit the show all together.

And to the four finalists: Brandon- would you at least pretend to think there is something you could learn? Oh, and put your shirt on. Evan- I like you, and your sad eyes. I think there must be some sort of following of homeschoolers who are campaigning for votes and keeping you in. Enjoy this time. Jeanine- You are an average dancer and I am beginning to think you are only getting votes because of your body. I have seen no progress in your dancing. And don't forget, your dad is watching and may not want to see your body in gold rubber, just a thought. Kayla- I think you are the best dancer on the show. You deserve to be on a season with better peers. I hope you will win, but I don't vote, so what do I know?

The News Is Out

Please scroll down to June 4 to see the first of a few secret blogs I wrote while I was waiting to make it to 12 weeks in pregnancy. I can't remember what I've said in previous posts, but as of today's ultrasound my new due date is February 3, 2010!

"Morning" Sickness Still Going Strong

WARNING: This is a semi-graphic post involving vomit- you've been warned. Feel free to skip the following paragraph.

It finally happened, I threw up at work. I made it to the ladies room, but it was still a personal nightmare. Luckily we have a restroom that is a single, with a locked door. I ran in, turned the water on and went to town. It was especially fun, a carrot chunk flew through my nose. Vomiting while pregnant (for me) is totally different than with let's say the stomach flu. When I've had the flu, there are extra stomach acids breaking down what I've eaten. Well now, I throw up food in the same state I swallowed it. Yes, disgusting. Especially if I did not drink a ton with the meal, it is almost like slow motion at times. Sorry but I want to be detailed for ladies who are considering pregnancy. Also, as I approach week 12, just two days away, I can suddenly "feel" my baby. It's actually my uterus, but when I lay on my stomach it's definitely there, and the bump has definitely started. It's really nice to know that the little one is there and growing rapidly.

Before I threw up, I called Kevin and said "I need my Zofran" and hung up. After that was over, I told my boss that I was headed home for the remainder of the day. I took a two hour nap, and then called to refill my Zofran prescription because I was still feeling very queasy. After calling I discovered that there was a little miscommunication regarding refills. So I had to wait on the pharmacy contacting my OB for a new prescription. Three hours later I finally had the prescription in hand. Lesson learned: never let the Zofran prescription lapse. I am hoping that sometime soon I will be over the "morning" (give me a break!) sickness. It would be great to never refill, but if I get down to one pill, I will be calling my pharmacy immediately.

Almost 11 weeks

In two days I will be 11 weeks pregnant. Lately my nausea has continued, and I feel exhausted in the evenings. I recently had to take my Zofran four days in a row, which I was not happy about.

I crave fruit all. the. time. Seriously. I could not be more happy that it is Summer and the selection of fruit is abundant. I want apples, bananas, grapes, cherries, peaches, nectarines, strawberries, blackberries, well you get it. I am not friends with other food right now, unless it is spicy thai food. Yum! I also cannot stand food smells/descriptions. I mute the tv and turn my head during certain commercials I can't write about for fear of vomiting. I am so tired by dinner that I can barely bring myself to boil water. It is pathetic. Kevin has been a life saver doing dishes, laundry, cooking, dealing with my whining, etc.

I am not wearing any maternity clothes yet. Though depending on the day I sometimes keep my pants unbuttoned. It's mainly due to bloating at this point. I think certain friends/co-workers may think I have simply stopped caring about exercise/eating right. The irony is that I have lost weight, not gained thus far.

It's very difficult to be tired all the time, and not feel like myself. But the worst has been my memory! I recently read the word "grapefruit" and didn't know what a grapefruit was. I had to think for a little while to remember.

I take five pills a day- 2 calcium supplements, a B-complex, a DHA supplement, and a prenatal. Sometimes I have a hard time, and have to try twice before I can swallow some of these giant pills.

Next week is our 12 week appointment. We will get to hear the heartbeat again, but this time via doppler instead of ultrasound. If all goes well at the appointment I plan to drop the bomb, via facebook, here, and in person with those in close proximity. In the meantime I am trying to work up the courage to tell my boss.

Sorry that this post is a bit list-like, I want to record as much as possible. Plus I can barely keep my eyes open.

Also, I will soon dedicate a post to a certain item I ordered online that arrived today.

A Lesson in Sharing

For the last 2 weeks, and the next 3(!) Kevin is in class Tuesday/Thursday from 5pm-9pm. I get off work at 5pm, so you can imagine how much I love this schedule. I try to visit him on my way to the gym (because I have no excuse not to go when he's not here). The past few classes I have managed to walk onto campus at the perfect time as his professor dismisses him for a short break. So tonight I waited on campus, and there was no Kevin.

While I waited I thought about buying a Dr. Pepper from a vending machine (ok, you weird health conscious, organic only, perfectly balanced diet people who read my blog. I was craving a Dr. Pepper, ok? I think you probably crave gross things too). So I looked in my purse- I had a dollar, score! The soda was 90 cents. Then I saw a Pepsi staring at me. Kevin loves Pepsi, and I never let him get it (being the hypocrite that I am). So, I thought it would be so nice of me to buy him a Pepsi. I dug in my purse and found 70 cents. If I bought him a Pepsi I would have 10 cents change, which added to the 70 left me 10 cents short of a Dr. Pepper. I decided to buy him the Pepsi. I reached into the little change drop and found my dime, and a nickel! I looked at the candy bar machine to the right and reached into its change drop, another nickel! This brought me to exactly 90 cents- enough for my Dr. Pepper. I don't want to over spiritualize it, but I think sometimes you are rewarded for putting others before yourself.