Vegas..

Vegas blew big balls...I know, I know it should have been fun but work kept us locked up from 7am to like 9pm at night so I barely saw the sun and since I am carrying my husbands spawn I couldn't even enjoy the night life.

Only good thing that happened is a club promoter approached my friend and I am wanted to comp us in and some drinks. It felt great to be approached considering I feel like a bloated, pregnant loser, LOL.

Yeah that was the only thing good about the week....

Vegas + Work = Crap

So I am going to Vegas for a week for work....now before you get all excited please remember two things.

1. It is for work so we will be in conference rooms all day and night
2. I am pregnant..

So this trip is going to suck balls and basically I cannot do anything sinful in Sin city and will have a 3 hour jet lag.

Sorry to be a pain and so whiney but to go to Vegas under these circumstances is just plain cruel. I have gone before for a bachelorette party and that is how you do Vegas.

My review..

The dreaded annual review at work. The only good thing is my numbers rocked this year and I was lucky to have my old boss (he was recently laid off, I survived thank god) and he wrote me the most amazing review. I seriously wanted to cry and cannot believe he is gone. He hired me and seriously was the best BOSS ever. Nobody ever had a bad word to say about this guy EVER!

I have been seriously spoiled with bosses since I have had "big girl" jobs from graduate school so it is no surprise I am getting what I deserve now. My new boss is the epitome of DOUCHE BAG! Micromanaging, negative, crazy, ocd asshole. I literally was like " I might half to quit" even in this economy and a new house. Well then I found out I was carrying the spawn of my husband and can't do much. I need the paid time off after I have the kid and also money saved for daycare. So I will have to swallow my pride and deal with this crackpot till the end of the year. Plus, pregnant stripper is never hot, LOL.

I guess I should look at the postive I am sure there will be GREAT stories for my blog.

As for being preggo here are my stats

Weight: gained one pound but that is do to cupcakes and candy than the baby
Boobs: GETTING MASSIVE and I am loving it

Feeling good though :-)

Bummed out and...

Today I am bummed...work has me bummed. See I work in pharmaceutical sales and this last year I have worked really hard to try and get to the top of the pack. Well every year at the end the company sends the top eight people to Haiwaii and lavish them with gifts and respect...guess where I landed.

NUMBER 9!!!!!

Yup you heard it right this loser landed right outside the pack. No glory no trips and because I am knocked up no wine to drown my misery. I am totally a drown my sorrows kind of girl but can't so I am officially bummed.

That is all for tonight

seriously jealous...

So I am super excited to be preggo and besides the awful morning sickness I feel ready for this part of my life but today is the first time I feel jealous.

We all know from this blog I work very hard but I also play hard. I have always been a partier and love a good time and a good drink. So far I have been ok with forgoing the wine and my smokes (quit cold turnkey) but today is the annual Saint Patty's day parade and every year we have a tradition to go early and it is the only day I actually drink really early like 9am early. We do kegs and eggs...and the day usually becomes a big tailgating, bar hopping, crazy fun day. Well obviously I don't drink while preggo but the hubster still went and I am home with my thumb up my ass, since most of my friends are going as well. My mother is coming over later and I already went and ran some errands, but damn I wish I had a green tounge, and crazy people around me shouting and being nuts when the parade goes by.

I am sure this wont be the last time I am feeling the sting of jealousy but for today it is the first and I am going to try to not stew in it!

HOLY SHIT

So.....guess what? You will never guess!? I am KNOCKED THE FUCK UP! I am carrying S's spawn and excited. It was definately planned so no crying for this girl like some of my poor friends (aka negative nelly had an IUD and never really wanted kids but poof she has a 8 month old, LOL).

The only thing that sucked was I found out two days before our mexican vacation so no effing margaritas or ciggerettes for me. I have completely quit and gone cold turkey. As for morning sickness I am the queen of it to the point that I was hopitalized, yeah you heard me. They had to tranquilze me like a horse. At one point the nurse asked my husband if I was a drug seeker because nothing was working. He laughed and said "uh does wine count?" Thank god that only last for 10 days and I am back to my normal self. Good thing about the experince is I lost like 7 pounds bad part besides the almost cracking of a rib from dry heaving..my skin totally broke out from only having one shower over ten days due to being in and out of drug induced coma.

The spawn is fine and so am I so this blog will become a blog about pregnancy for the next ten months and me dealing with all the craziness and also the jealousy I will feel for not enjoying my vices.

TODAY: 8 weeks and 1 day
WEIGHT: 152 lbs (love it)
PANTS: still fit
BOOBS: getting bigger by the minute (I love the free upgrade)

Well I will be back to update on the spawn very soon..

Hangover..

Honestly getting old is not helping my social life. Or maybe it was not eating dinner then consuming 6 glasses of wine, a beer and two shots. Ahhhh then I woke up with a nasty hangover and couldn't eat anything all day.

I was the epitome of sloth today and thank god I had a snow day from work. I don't know what type of work I would have accomplished today. I think the only thing I would have maybe accomplished was to not puke on myself. Couldn't promise to not vomit on others but...

I finally after a three hour nap felt a little better and actually kept some food down, and I am actually going to stay in tonight on a friday. I am getting so fucking old. On a better note I am watching one of my favorite shows ever! Sparticuz on starz. The first season was amazing, and this is the second year and it is so visceral, violent and crazy. The gladiators are so gorgeous...its just raw testosterone and it is HOT.

Something about Roman times. You wouldn't know this but I was the student who studies Latin in highschool. I kind of wished I had kept up with it. I can't translate like I used to but I still love the history of the ancient times. It is insane to think how people survived with all of the craziness and absolutely no technology. There was no law and just sex.

Well back to recooperating and watching sexy roman men kill each other...

SNOW DAY

Another snow day here in New England. It was not so much snow as ice. As for me I need to accomplish the following things.

1. Admin work for work
2. Clean car out for ride along with Boss
3. More admin work
4. Actually cook dinner (I am a complete domestic failure but try)
5. Get some sexy time in
6. Watch a movie
7. Try to not gain anymore weight

I think 5 and 6 are a given...the rest???

Monday how I loath you

Monday....possibly the worst day ever. Why can I not be independently weathly! Ahhh to dream. On another note I basically am trying to get knocked up. I know crazy huh but basically everything is in line. I am married, good job, just bought a 4 bedroom gorgeous house in an adorable neighborhood and now I just need a baby.

This is the thing I honestly assumed it would just happen considering I come from a crazy, breeding, irish catholic family. Seriously I have something crazy like 40 immediate cousins and my parents had 4 with my little sister was the last one and my mom was 40! So I kind of assumed that as soon as I stopped birth control it would just happen. Well so far it has been over 6 months and nothing. I am regular and apparently ovualting and having tons of sex but nothing.

How did it go from being a teenager thinking that if any penis came close enough it would equal 9 months of misery to wanting it and nothing?

Oh well at least bumping uglies is the work it takes!

So productive

I felt very domestic this weekend! I was extremely hung over yesterday so I thought...Hey why not clean the house top to bottom as you are not trying to puke on yourself and bash your head in from all the pain.

I literally cleaned the kitchen, dining room, floors, did laundry, bathrooms. You name it I cleaned it. See I have to jump on the cleaning train when it comes through since it doesn't show all the time. So I not only felt great about a clean abode (including the toilets that I had occupied the night before in a drunken stupor) but my hangover slowely dissapated.

Who says hangovers can ruin a day :-)

On another note I am not hungover today but feel fucking lazy as shit. I don't even want to take a shower. Bad sign I know....

Thank god it is Friday...

I usually don't say this but I am so happy it is Friday. Work hasn't been so crazy except for my coworkers. I do not know what is in the water but sometimes I think I need to drink it so I can become nuts as well. This weekend looks like it is going to be fun. AND WHEN I SAY FUN I MEAN LOTS OF WINE.

Work..

I love my job...honestly I do, but like most jobs there are things that annoy the piss out of me. I work closely with two partenrs and normally they are great but sometimes I want to strangle them. It is funny because as friends I get along great and most times as coworkers but sometimes I just want to rip out there hair and give them a good kick in the face. Sorry....and thanks for the vent.

Needs to stop..

pushing the snooze button. Seriously I think it has some crazy hold on me....

Holy old....

So again I have no excuse for my complete laziness on this blog. Yes life is crazy but so is everyones.

Honestly the big issue over the last couple of years is that I work form home now. You may be wondering "Working from home that must be fabulous?" It is but the main issue is that my husband does not and has never known about this blog. Considering it started due to our breakup and what I felt was a break down, I prefer to keep him out of my blog.

So with alot of changes going on (most of them good :-) we have really only had the shared computer and I can not risk him seeing it in the history, etc. So with that being said I am going to bring you up to pace.

I am one year away from 30! What the hell! Can I tell you that the gray hair and the wrinkles are starting. It is so crazy. I literally look into the mirror and am like..."Who is that old hag?"

As for turning old, at the same token J and I have bought our dream house so we have moved from the one bedroom condo to a four bedroom with two and a half bathroom house on a culdesac in an adorable neighborhood. Perfect for having babies in. Yes I said it! Babies! I will brouch that subject at a furthur date. We have been waiting to find a good tenant for the condo and are going to tighten our belts to keep this great house and the condo.

Luckily I won a 4 day luxury vacation in Rivera Maya in Februaury for being such a great sales person (eyes roll) but however I won it, it couldn't be more perfect timing. We had saved over twenty five thousand dollars over the last year and it was so nice to have that coushin, but it wasn't really a cusion but a goal. Not all of it is gone but most of it and we have a 30 year huge mortgage to show in a new construction gorgeous house. Scary but great at the same time. So after years of partying (god I love to party) and good times it is time to settle. And when I say settle I mean going back to cheap liquor and house parties.