It's a Nonstop Fiesta.

Howdy folks,

Well, it’s just been go-go-gadget in Hildyville lately. Where O where to begin...

The PGA tour is in town right now, and the golf pros are working out at my gym, which of course has turned the place on its ear. I have pumped iron next to Phil Mickelson (a.k.a. Man-Boobs) twice now, and have narrowly missed Tiger two days in a row. Dang it!! They are paired up together in the tournament, but from the looks of it they have no interest in breaking a sweat together off the golf course. I have since been reading about the details of their reported ‘icy’ relationship. All very interesting to be witnessing such dynamics on my home turf.

In any case, our local radio celebs were trying to get info on golf pro sightings around town, and my friend Andrea made me call in to the show. They actually put me on the air! It was a pretty freaky experience. To quote Hugh Grant in “Notting Hill”--‘Surreal but nice.’ And, as it turns out, a couple of people from my office heard the segment, in which I informed the host that I thought I could bench more than Phil, even though I am 7 months pregnant. Ha!!!

In other news, my super-awesome work pals threw me a surprise baby shower, so now I actually HAVE a place for the little guy to sleep, and something for him to wear. Thanks, amigos! I have attempted to post a couple of pics from the event, here, but they aren't showing up, so I shall have to add them later.

I thought I was going into some sort of lunch meeting, but they had me fooled! In any case, it was tons ‘o fun, and I have been through all the loot at least 3 times so far, poring over it in eager anticipation. The whole situation is finally starting to seem REAL. It’s sooo strange!!!

Other developments: In addition to barely being able to put on my own socks at this point, I am now officially unable to get out of bed in the morning. I have to sort of roll onto my side and over the edge, hopefully landing on my feet. My abdominal muscles are simply incapable of pulling me up from a supine position anymore. It’s fantastic.

As a matter of fact, I was at the doctor the other day, and she had laid me back to measure the belly and whatnot. When she was done, I was physically unable to get up, so I just sort of laid there with my pants down, awkwardly, while she walked around the room talking to me about this and that. After a few minutes, she finally realized that I could not get up, and she thankfully lent me a hand so that I could cover up. How humiliating!

All in all, it’s full-steam ahead, and I am getting good ‘n ready to get this show on the road! I want my body back, dammit!!!

Anyway, those are the highlights. I would like to get into the skunk vs. ground-squirrel match-up that went down outside my (open) bedroom window at 3 o’clock in the morning the other night, but I simply must eat something right away. Perhaps that happy scenario will be fodder for my next post.

Ta!