I'm at a loss here. I really don't have anything pregnancy-related to post. Things are still going well -- feeling better each day, some back pain here and there, but what's pregnancy without back pain? Our Level II ultrasound isn't until next Thursday and I haven't seen or talked to a doctor since our appointment ten days ago with Dr. Harden.
But I hate the thought of having a two-week-plus gap in my postings (I'm totally aware of my OCD tendencies), so I thought I'd post just for the sake of posting.
This morning, on my way into the office, I listened to Kidd Kraddick in the Morning.
* Let me insert a side-note here about San Antonio radio: IT SUCKS. There is not a single decent radio station in town and morning shows are no different -- there is just not a thing to listen to during either drive time. Each morning when I get into the office, I log onto KSCS.com and click on "Listen Live" so I can enjoy my favorite radio show from Dallas. I miss the Dorsey Gang to no end...
So a few months ago, one of the Clear Channel radio stations in town (remember: Clear Channel is headquartered here in San Antonio, so we're rife with Clear Channel stations) got rid of their morning show to bring in the syndicated Kidd Kraddick in the morning show. The city was up in arms about it, but I was thrilled. Kidd isn't my favorite, but at least it's entertainment!
So today Kidd, Kellie and Al were talking about their guilty pleasure songs. You know what those are -- the songs you keep on your iPod and in your CD player, but that you would NEVER let anyone know you listen to. I laughed out loud as Kidd admitted to loving "I love you, always forever" by some chick we've never heard from again and that Kellie is a fan of "I touch myself" by the Devynals (I care not if I spelled that correctly).
I was laughing out loud at this because I am the QUEEN of this stuff. I not only own guilty pleasure songs, but entire guilty pleasure CDs -- all of which I am going to come forward with today. I'm shedding all of my inhibitions and letting everyone I know hear about the most embarassing music I listen to.
side note: I realize that the last two aforementioned songs are actually current hits, but for someone who is a self-proclaimed country-music- and 80s-rock-only listener, these are pretty embarassing.
Yes, I am sure there are zillions more, but I'm drawing a blank. I'll add more as I continue to recall how much ridiculous music I own.
I'd like to make this blog interactive -- post your most embarassing CDs and songs or email me and I'll include them in additions to this post. I'd love to hear about the other terrible music choices others make. ;)
Oh, and moms, kid-friendly CDs don't count. Otherwise, I'd be having to list things like "The Wiggles" and "Tonka Trucks Songs" and I refuse -- those aren't my fault.
Love to all.
PS - I just read some comments along the blog and I was wondering who would be the first person to notice that these posts are all at like 6:30 a.m. The prize goes to Paul Peltier! Congrats, Paul! The truth is, I make it a rule to not do anything that requires brain power before 9 a.m. each day and that includes blogging. I think that Blogger.com is headquartered in California (or somewhere in the Pacific time zone) and that makes the default times two hours behind Texas times. Rest assured that I am not blogging at 6:30 a.m -- I'm just too lazy to change the time. :)
Chris -- yes, I was a little perplexed by your first comment, but it wasn't hard to figure out after you mentioned "Malibu" and "Hey Guy." (which, you're right, I never called you. You'll always be Mistopher Christopher to me) I promise I'm not avoiding your calls -- I just can't seem to get to the phone when you call. I miss you and love you -- I hope we can talk soon.