We were in Pottery Barn yesterday evening, swapping out our defective rug, when one of the salesladies said “OH! I think you have dropped!”
I found this curious because this woman didn’t know me from Adam. (Or is it Eve in my case?)
Therefore.
I decided to take a poll of The Internet, which is obviously much more scientific than the lady at Pottery Barn.
Please view these two pictures and respond accordingly in the poll below.
38 weeks
39 weeks...5 days
I look way more excited about life in the 38 weeks picture. Also maybe a little bit more swollen in the face, too. (Maybe the 1 lb I managed to lose between doctor’s appointments came entirely off my face?)
And yes, the outlet covers ARE different colors in each picture. Joey installed the safe (white) ones this week. No more flaming outlets for us!
This week, we decided to reveal The Middle Name. Actually, The Middle Name has never been a secret, which was part of our master plan to annoy the heck out of my brother, whom we refer to as The Brother. I believe it has been working.
Well.
Our daughter’s middle name will be…..
Alexa!!!
I’m going to get in about 3 different kinds of trouble with The Kid, because explaining the baby’s middle name involves revealing HIS name, which is Alex.
Alex…Alexa…very similar names, yes?
Well, she’s middle-named after The Kid. (And we didn’t think The Kid made a very nice middle name.) Whycomes she is named after The Kid? Uh, because…I was super mean to him for most of his formative years. Yep, true confessions right here.
I don’t even know why I was so mean to him. I just was. He was kind of an easy target because he was young and small and I was old and larger than him. Also meaner. I remember really being nasty to him on two separate Boundary Waters trips (the first much more so than the second) and feeling super guilty the whole time because he wasn’t doing anything wrong, just being younger and smaller.
I do maintain that I do not feel guilty for referring to The Kid as “Pukeface”, “Puker”, “Barfbucket” and a bunch of other vomit-related nicknames on the BW trip where he got dehydrated and threw up all the time for a couple of days straight. (Sorry, man. I just can’t feel bad about that. You were throwing up everywhere.)
Poor Dad kept getting real mad at me for calling him all that stuff, too.
Now that The Kid is all grown up and engaged (YOU HEARD IT HERE!) and almost graduated from college, it’s uncanny how similar we are in personality and brains. (Although, not in anything having to do with computers, math, or science.)( Maybe that’s why I picked on him growing up. I knew he was going to grow up and take over the family with his coolness.
Anyway, we’ve buried the hatchet and now I’m much nicer to him. But I still feel real bad about it if I think about it for too long. Poor little The Kid. He probably would have had a better childhood if not for me.
Therefore, this week’s poll involves which name(s) that are left on the list that you think go best with Alexa! Vote well.
