All Glory to the Internet!

Apparently the Brookfield Zoo is having a contest. A photo contest. I have been steadily clicking away for months now. I have a plethora of plethoras of pictures.

This heralds the current predicament I face you folks with:

Can you help me pick which one you think will win me a prize?

I'm uploading them all to my photobucket as soon as I'm done writing this. Go look, and let me know. I don't know when Steve is off next, but we're heading to the zoo to fill out the necessary paperwork and drop off a shiny little 8 x 10.

Seriously, let me know.

Science and Dino Bones and Nephews, Oh My!

We went to a children's museum and Rockford, IL and suddenly found ourselves at the end of the movie Something Wicked This Way Comes.

It was good to see everyone and I got a lot of fun pictures. They should be up on my photobucket soon.

Also: newest adventure in medical transcription:

Vagotomy. Just when you ladies think you'd rather never have one of those:
->An operation to cut the vagus nerve. This causes the stomach to make less acid.<-

I can only hope this makes you giggle like it makes me giggle. It also helps me remember them, so if you're not laughing you can go get a vagotomy.

Adventures in Medicining

I'm on the Medical Word Building "module" of the online course I've taken up. It's made for some fun, some wtfs in regard to my typing skills, and lots of note taking.

Also, people who make up medical words have no regard for what everyone else says the words mean. :[

Examples:

Hexadactylism. What, as in 6 flying dinosaur syndrome? No such luck, avid readers. Apparently dactyl is in reference to finger or toe. There's nothing Ptero about it. I find it hard to believe Pterodactyl means flying finger or toe.

Going by first instinct, as someone who doesn't read the dictionary recreationally, I would assume Craniocervical is someone with their head up their... well, cervix? No way, Jose. Apparently cervic is in reference to neck.

So far my favorite little gems I've come across are coccygeal. I'm also rather fond of colporrhaphy. But that has more to do with me remembering it as Corporal Harpy.

I'm liking it a lot. I'm enjoying knowing I'm going to be able to bring some money in and not have to spend any on someone watching my son.

Marengo tomorrow!

P.S. Discogenic is probably nowhere near as fun as it sounds...

MT

as in Medical Transcription.

I'm signed up for online courses to eventually work from home. I'm so excited. I don't have to pay for day care. I don't have to pay for work clothes. I don't have to sell my first born to fill up my gas tank to get to work.

I can travel all over and still work as long as there is internet to use. :D

I'm so excited. I feel like a grown up, which helps the anxiety involving the impending son.

An hour and a half!

I mean seriously, how long should a doctor's visit take? No. Wait. The visit only took about 20 minutes. The wait was the hour and a half. Gotta love medical coverage funded by the guv'mint.

Anybody ever watch Rome on HBO? Steve wanted season 1 for his birthday and I got it for him. He then made me watch it. I'm glad he did. Lucius Vorenus is amazing. I heart him.

Sorry, got side-tracked. The visit was relatively uneventful. They measured my belly, swabbed for the "bad bacteria" that could be occupying places it shouldn't, and checked the bean's heartbeat. First it was 129, which is on the low end. After he woke up and moved a bit it was in the 130s. The doc said sometimes boys' heartbeats can be on the lower end of the spectrum. The other day my friend Liz was saying they think her brother's kid is going to be a boy because the heartbeat was so fast.

These old wives are more hypocritical than most politicians.

I do hold out hope for a baby with a full head of hair, on account of the massive heartburn. (more like entire chest cavity burn! Jeez.) When I was pregnant the first time my friend TJ (who is currently with Steve's ex) said Steve's ex had a dream where I had a toddler with the greenest eyes she's ever seen. Dark hair and green eyes are always good. Too bad Steve and I both had really light hair when we were younger.

Ok, enough baby day dreaming. He's going to be out any day now. The doc asked if I had noticed the mucus plug at all. It made me nervous thinking how close I really am now. No mucus plug yet, so I think I've at least got until September. I know he's not going to be the only person with whatever birthday he ends up getting. I just hope he doesn't come out on a day that belongs to someone I know personally. I just really need to make it past the 2nd and 3rd. (Ha! both of those belong to Joes!)

I'm excited for the baby picture blog. I'm hoping DexterBean isn't already taken. :D

Also, my friends drive my crazy sometimes. That is all.

all I'm sayin', pretty baby....

Caution. Hippos are surprisingly fast. Boyfriends are surprisingly hairy.


There's something oddly familiar about that pose... Like I've seen it in a movie somewhere...

That being said, it's one of my favorites.

apologies for the previous post. Robert Smith got a hold of my password and decided to emote.

Laurie and the No Good Very Bad Day

Somewhere in the midst of being entirely freaked out and engorged with self doubt and baby, I realized I'm not excited about his arrival. I don't have the funds or the space or the patience and I'm stuck somewhere I wasn't wanted in the first place.

I should really round up check stubs and bank statements and see exactly how much I spent on the man child who occupies the top half of the hovel I'm living in right now. I can't remember how many times I told steve we weren't going to see a penny of any kind of settlement money. I don't even want to go by my mom and dad's anymore because it just sucks that I don't ever get to live there and I'm the only one who hasn't made them feel like crap.

I miss Niko and I hate getting the run around when I try to make plans to see him.

My baby gets the Baltic and Mediteranean Ave. of mothers and residences.