Happy Thanksgiving!

While everyone was excited about the delicious dinner Larry had prepared, not everyone was as excited about Larry's choice in pants.

I Guess This Means Samantha Has to Be Pestilence

Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse Your Result: War   When the second seal is opened, you will ride forth on a red horse carrying a sword, unleashing war and destruction. Your mission is to take peace from the earth, so that man will kill one another. The color of your horse represents the blood spilled on the battlefield.
Famine
Pestilence
Death
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does this mean I'm in charge?

Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse Your Result: Death   When the fourth seal is opened, you ride forth on a sickly pale green horse. You are the final horseman to be unleashed. You've been sent to bring forth fear, sickness and death. Your presence on earth will cause war and hunger. Hell itself follows close behind you.
Famine
Pestilence
War
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Which Horseman are you?

Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse Your Result: Famine When the third seal is opened, you ride forth on a black horse carrying scales to represent the injustice you will unleash. You bring starvation to the world, rendering essential foods unavailable while protecting luxury foods for the wealthy. Many will die, and wars will erupt over shortages of food.
War
Pestilence
Death
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Proposal: Virtual PSSWR

So ladies...

Who has a a web cam? I know I do. Wingal does (read: virtual lap dance).

The Wine that I am Drinking

umm... it took me about 10 minutes to figure out what this wine was called: Vinos de Terrunos Siete 7 ($16). I can't find it online, I can't find it in the big wine super store. I got it at my tine wine shop and I LOVE IT.

My mouth is full of berries, sparkles, leather, cloves, and a deep earthy flavor. It's truly pornirific!

An Ode to Jennys boobies

Oh Jenny
Your boobies
While they may be smaller than mine
Or Wingals
Or recently impregnated members of our circle
Yours,
Yours are lush
Boobs for a hand
A boob in the hand is worth two in the ...
Well
In the hand.
Jenny
Your boobs,
They sparkle like stars in the sky
But closer
We envy your ta-tas
You can go braless on a hot day
You can buy a shirt w/o wondering "omg, will I burst a button if this shrinks?!"
Jenny
Your boobs
They flatter me
How they wink from your top
I'm not gay
I'm just saying,
Your boobs
Are better
Than most…
Just not mine.

The Dangers of Living on the Third Coast

Dennis, Jerry. The Living Great Lakes. New York, NY: Thomas Dunne Books, 2003. p. 101

For Love Or German Engineering?

Actually I'm quite certain it's love considering I'm not actually car shopping. I am furniture shopping though, which is fun and immensly less expensive than a brand new car and quite frankly I'm tired of picking that bleeping comforter off the floor every morning! Besides we have to get all the clothes into one room now and I might, horror of horrors, have to finally share a closet! [Shock! Gasp! Arg!] Or we could just purchase a wardrobe and in my free time I could check out Narnia...

Honestly, I wish I had some really solid news to report upon my pregnant-ness, but it's too early to say whether it's a boy or a girl yet. What I can tell you is that I will not be going to Medieval Congress as Baby M (because it's going to be an M name either way) is going to be born around April 30th. Honestly, it just hasn't been the same going to a bar or coffee shop and getting a Shirley Temple or a Decaf Latte. I also am missing actual brie cheese (not pasturized), sushi, lunch meat, diet coke, and gin. Pretty much in that order too. For some reason the smell of wine is not exactly enticing right now. I have yet to gain weight, but have gone up one pant size already and for the last few days I thought I was in serious trouble until I realized that I'm not loosing anything, that's just the baby kicking (which incidently is really weird feeling and unfortunately frequent).

All in all, I and Baby M are fine and everyone from family to work seems to be super excited, especally from work which is much more than I expected considering the last time anyone at my place of employment was pregnant was twenty some years ago. Everyone has been very supportive, even Baby Puppy who's taken to snuggling like it's an olympic sport. After all, he was the first one to figure out I was pregnant. He knew before I knew and began snuggling then. I tell you, I'm the object of a snuggling marathon! Baby Puppy accepted my husband, I'm sure he'll accept Baby M with a little coaching and equal lap space time.

Calling All Pregnant Contributors to This Blog!!!

You know who you are.

The rest of the Margarita Girls would like an update on your belly... and particularly on the newest addition to the Margarita family residing there. We're excited for you!!! So spill it!!! I foresee a slew of terribly inappropriate baby onesies in your future... boobarella's good at those.

I will try my damnedest to ensure that these find a way to your child's feet: