Potluck Friday

Woot Woot for Friday (and woot woot for getting my hair did after work!)

1. Am i the only person in the world not watching the World Cup? Am i the only person in the world who can't wait for it to be over (is it over yet), so folks will STOP posting "GOOOOAAAALLLLL" or "Go USA" or "Come on REF!!!!!!" every 5 seconds on Facebook. Don't get me wrong, i'm all about some team spirit, loving your country, yada yada yada. But people, it's SOCCER!!!! And don't give me that crap about how everyone around the word plays it, blah blah blah. I just find it amusing that everyone has become a soccer fan, yet how many of these folks have actually gone to a professional soccer game, heck how many have even gone to a college soccer game. Double heck, before the World Cup, how many could have even named a soccer player (outside of your 5 year-old niece)?
   
   
2. I don't believe in any of the old wives tales about how to know if you are carrying a boy or a girl. Folks will tell you if the heart rate is this, or if you are carrying high or low, etc. But i do believe that my little man has testosterone coursing through my body like none other and it has turned me into a raging maniac. I'm usually not an aggressive person (unless i need to be), but lately i have felt all kinds of firey and angry at little things. It mostly comes out in the form of road rage. For example, yesterday i watched a lady just drive right through a stop sign a bus had put out while it loaded some kids for summer school. The bus driver yelled out the window, but she was not phased. I waited patiently for him to put his sign back in and then i broke all kinds of speed limits to catch up to the lady and ride her tail. I'm not kidding. Seriously ReRe? Finally i came back to my senses, took some deep breaths and told River: "Mommy is acting like a fool. This is not good."
   
   
3. The other day i saw a Mazzio's Pizza delivery driver driving with a passenger. Strange! I've never seen more than one person in a pizza delivery car?
   
   
4. I did zumba the other day for the first time since i started looking like a basketball. It was kinda rough. Now i know what a middle-aged rhythmless lady feels like in a the club. I was just bumbling around, out of breath, swollen ankles and wondering if everyone was starring at me. But i'm gonna keep it up. I've read that women who exercise have easier labors. I don't believe this for one minute, BUT i plan on lying to myself about this whole labor thing for the next 3 months.
   
   
5. What's ReRe (and James) jamming this week? "California Gurls" by Katy Perry, featuring Snoop Dog. Oh, i love this song -- and i love to hear James hum it while remodeling the nursery.
   

You know you're a redneck if your flatscreen is bigger than your trailer

The house is kind of a work zone right now with baseboards, paint buckets, tarps and boxes of laminate flooring piling in different spots. James has been busy all week stripping Lil Bro's old room and preparing it for baby River. You'd be amazed how fast the smell of teenage boy disappears when you rip up the carpet! God only knows what that room has seen over the last 3 years, but it's starting to get its innocence back!

All this remodeling has made me want to do all kinds of things to other parts of the house. Over time we will do some things, like laminate floors throughout, more paint. But i'm also a realist. This is our first house, we won't live here forever, and there's only so much you can (and should) do in a 1,100 square feet.

But not everyone feels that way. I'm not naming names (maybe it's because they are related to me), but some folks have a champagne decorating style in a beer house! We all know that person who is decking out there starter home in granite, wood floors, marble tiles, gawdy fountain. Yeah yeah, it all sounds good in theory, but seriously, if your neighbors might be cooking meth, there's no reason for you to have granite counter tops!

Ain't nothing funnier that pulling up to a trailer and walking into a mansion. I love the folks who have champagne taste on inside, but beer decor on the outside. I'm talking old cars (and car parts) strung across the yard along with broken garden gnomes, but inside new flooring, stainless steal appliances and furniture from Martha Stewart Living.

Grown-ups who do this make me wonder if when they were in their early 20s if they were the kinda folks who had nothing in their living room but a huge TV. Remember going over to a homie's house and he had wack furniture (like old school lawn furniture), plastic cups and plates (that he reused), but he had a slammin' TV and sound system!

I'm not gonna lie, the Brown House (that was my college apartment. a black girl and two mexicans) had some ghetto flavor going on. We had lawn furniture in the spare room -- but it was the nice kind. And a mattress in the living room (we have real furniture too) that came in handy for last-minute overnight guests. But i'm happy to say that my 2 roommates and I did not carry that decorating style over to adulthood!