Friday, May 27, 2005

My Boys

I took my boys out dancing last night. Might as well take advantage of my designated driver status. It’s been a long time since I’ve gone out dancing without drinking. In fact, there’s a distinct possibility that I’ve never gone out and not gotten at least tipsy.

Going out in London isn’t quite the same as going to the Market in Ottawa, but it’s still a blast with the right people in the right place. Which I had.

I’m a little surprised that it’s different going out with younger guys. Or maybe the difference is not drinking, it’s tough to tell. I just felt like I was watching over them, like they were my responsibility. Sure, I always keep an eye on my friends, and make sure they’re not in trouble. But this seemed a little different.

I danced with them a bit, sat down a lot. Already getting worn out, need to keep off my feet more these days. I got some attention from a few guys there, more than a few offers to buy a drink, so either I’m not visibly pregnant, or these guys have no sense of responsibility.

I didn’t neglect Ian though. Before taking my boys out, I got my man stuffed up nice and full with bread, pasta and cheese cake. By the time I was done with him, he could hardly move! He was so busy over the long weekend that he went and lost a couple of pounds. We’ll make it up this weekend, I think. We don’t have anything planned, so it’ll just be food food and more food.

Speaking of the weekend, it was fun. We went to see Star Wars. What can you say about this movie that hasn’t been said? The movie really is a visual feast, I’d like to see it again. It’s clear that so many people worked together to bring it all to the screen. I’d love to take the time and see what these people came up with. All those backgrounds are breathtaking, and they’re not real!

Ian saw it a few more times with James and their buddies. Jeri and I hung out and ate ;-) Amanda was spending some time with her friends, so Jeri and I just relived old times, it was GREAT! Of course, I’m the preggo this time. I think Jeri loves seeing me pregnant, I wish I could spend my whole time with her, she gets it, no one else does. I love her so much and miss her.

Friday, May 20, 2005

Dinner for... Five

Dinner for three turned out to be dinner for five. My guys have two roommates, also accounting co-op students. In typical small world fashion, these other two guys work with Amy.

They did enjoy the meal I made them (like there was any doubt). One of them even went so far as to mention that I’m ready to be a mom ‘cause I can cook like one. I’m not entirely sure how to take that, but it’s more bad than good.

This weekend we’re heading back to Toronto to see Star Wars in the comfy seats. Sure, we’ll also see friends and family. But Ian and Amy are really hot on seeing Star Wars, but didn’t want to sit in the seats here in London. It’s been crushing Ian that he hasn’t seen it yet, but that’s the price we pay.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Dinner for Three

At work we’ve got a couple of kids working here for the summer on their co-op from University. Because my training was a sort of specific piecemeal, I’ve actually been in training with these guys! It feels sort of weird being lumped in with them. At heart, I’d still felt like I was 20. But next to some genuine 19 year olds… I feel old!

But, we’ve gotten along quite well. I guess going to ‘class’ together does that for you. I’m heading over to their place tonight to make them dinner. They’re students, they’re guys, they have no idea how to cook, and had told me they’re already in trouble, because they haven’t gotten their first pay yet, and the tuna supply is running out.

I’m not going to give them the Ian treatment. They’re certainly not up for that! But, it’ll be good to have new people to cook for, it’ll be good to get out of the house and get to know some new people too.

So besides these two guys, there’s the guy at home who’s more than twice their size. I think that the whole pregnancy thing is a little tougher on Ian than he’s willing to admit. He seems a bit stressed, though I suppose that could be from work too. He’s busy there, so I still try to get as much done around home as I can. I’m still on part time hours, so I get time to run errands, keep the place tidy and cook the vast meals that he loves.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Fun with Hormones

Sure, I had the morning sickness. Of course, it’s not REALLY morning sickness. It’s some-random-time-in-the-day-when-it’s-most-likely-to-embarrass-you sickness. But I was generally over that. Turns out, if I get too worked up about something (i.e., debating someone), that’ll set me off too.

It wasn’t even a real debate, it was an email debate. And it wasn’t even a topic that I would normally disagree with. But, suddenly my opinion on it is VERY strong, and to even consider the other side’s point of view, well, it literally makes me throw up.

Who knew?

So, from now on, if I steer away from a topic, to pursue it may well be very unpleasant for all involved. I’m not backing away!

In other hormone related news, Ian informs me that I’m being a little more obsessive than normal. I told him that I’m not normal, and I’ll be as obsessive as I want. I’m pretty sure that’s not what he was looking for. I’m pretty sure I don’t care.

Besides, he wanted to try something new: temporary immobility. The idea is for Ian to eat so much food that he can’t get up. This sounded easier than it actually was. Ian pointed out that I’ve worked hard to ensure this doesn’t happen, so I had to take a slightly different approach. We finally did find something that works, and, damn if it’s not exciting!

He just lays there on the bed, moaning. He tries to move, and nothing really happens. It’s… incredible. Just that massive being, lying, breathing and digesting. He doesn’t talk, he doesn’t move. He just is.

It’s not even as much food as I’d have thought. It’s about the pacing, which means getting the right kinds of foods in. Desserts are good, they go down smoothly and quickly. I’ll be experimenting with this over the next little while. I’m sure it’ll be good for Ian’s weight gain!

The only problem is I can’t touch him like that.

Which is a problem, because it’s just about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I had to leave the room to spare the poor guy!

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