Monday, March 3, 2008

Boppy Seconds...

It's 1pm on a Monday, do you know where your fetus is?? I'm where I always am around this time, sitting with dad by the PC, getting ready to tell you all about yet another wonderful weekend. I had SO much fun, thanks for asking! Your curiosity is appreciated AND noted :) I have some super cool things to tell you from Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, so I think I'll break this blog down into three different sections (SO logical, I know!) and do a little "weekend recap" if you will.

Friday : Friday is movie night with Aunt Karyn, so we got a bunch of pizza and junk food (YUM!) and rented a video. As all the maddiepandfriends know, I am SO into German films lately, but it seems that we have run out of German films to watch. MACH! And by "MACH" I mean, "Why can't the stupid Germans make any more interesting movies for our viewing pleasure?". Stupid Germans. I don't think you really want to end up on my "SO not" list... Since I can't see any outside things yet, and can't necessarily hear the TV, you may wonder why it matters. My answer to you would be, it just does OK! MACH! Regardless, we had a totally awesome time, and I'm not going to lie, I think I am starting to develop a thing for Swedish Fish.

One other super cool thing I realized on Friday was that I could make mom do really funny things depending on what part of the womb I floated to (NEAT!). For example, if I float to one area, I can make her lose all of the feeling in both hands. OMG, it's hilarious! She can barely pick up her water bottle, and even when she does that successfully, she still has a hard time holding onto it. It makes me LOL all day. Then, if I get tired of that spot, I can move to another location and make her have to pee over and over and over and over again. I get a ton of enjoyment out of this because I like swooshing almost as much as a I like floating. Additional trips to the bathroom = tons more swooshing (COOL!). Aren't you jealous of all this fun I'm having? Mom has said I'm starting to wear out my welcome, but I can sense the sarcasm in her tone, so I know she's having just as much fun as me. You're welcome!

Saturday :
Well, I don't want to brag, but it was 70 degrees here on Saturday. 70 FRICKING degrees! I enjoyed the weather immensely, but I still felt really bad for all of the maddiepandfriends members living in New England because they have SO much snow there :( All the more reason to come see me I say! Since it was such a nice day, we decided to go to La Loma for dinner so that we could sit outside. Also, I wanted to work on my Spanish (I am such an overachiever) so I figured a Mexican restaurant would be the perfect spot. However, even though it was really warm, perfect for dining "al fresco", the restaurant was not seating outside (BUMMER!).

I know, this story is sounding really boring and you're probably like, "MaddieP, we ALL go out to dinner on Saturday, why was YOUR dinner so special?". Well, let me tell you, this is where the "fun" started. When we got seated, mom and I took the booth seat, and dad sat across in a chair. As we dove into the chips and refried beans and began our usual dinner convo, we started to feel a little weird. No, it wasn't the food, and it had nothing to do with dad's margarita. Something just wasn't right. We quickly glanced around the room and finally figured out what it was. Are you in suspense yet? Super. The thing was, we were seated RIGHT beside two "starers"! I mean, these people were not even trying to be discrete. It was so weird, they didn't even try to feign their own conversation, or casually "eavesdrop". They might as well have been sitting at the same FRICKING table as us! They just sat there, staring, munching on whatever it was they were eating, while we talked and ate. It was TOO much! Finally, I was like, "¡Qué?! ¡Puedo le ayudo señor?!" Nothing… Then I realized that maybe he didn't speak Spanish, so in English I was like, "What?! Can I help you mister?!". Still nothing (CREEPY!). Now I was starting to worry that it might get physical. I gave a quick jab into mom's stomach thinking this would definitely freak them out (it works for the teenagers, why not old people?) but they kept on staring. Next, I worked a combo, with a high kick followed immediately by a firm left (MMA style, if you will), figuring intimidation would do the trick. You know, to let them know it was "on". Nada. O-M-G, I am getting all worked up again just THINKING about it! Finally, I had to stop and ask myself "WWJCD?", and realized violence was not the answer. I asked mom to lean over and kindly explain to them that we were having a family night out, just trying to get our Mexican on, and their staring was really bothersome. However, she didn't want to make a scene and neither did my dad, so we basically just sat there, like lions at the zoo, being watched while we ate (DISTURBING!). Don't get me wrong, dinner was still totally tasty, but the dining "experience" left something to be desired.

Sunday : On both Saturday and Sunday, mom thought it would be fun to execute "Wild Wild Nest : Part Deux", so she spent most of both days cleaning again while I floated around and "encouraged" her. The best part of Sunday was, as we cleaned, dad decided it was time to assemble both of my Boppies (EXCITING!). One is a swing (big ups Aunt Em & Uncle Nick) that will swoosh me super fast, and the other is a vibrating seat that plays whimsical music (big ups also kagger's parents!). Isn't that just great?! Dad did all of the assembly downstairs while mom and I cleaned the upstairs, and the most interesting part of the whole process was the noises that emanated from down there. Let me see if I can reenact how each assembly transpired through the use of sound.

First, there was a cardboard tearing sound followed by dad yelling a word I did not understand (BIG PAPER CUT!). Next, there was kind of a whooshing sound followed by a bunch of clanging and some more "loud words" from dad. After that, more clanging while dad apparently talked to himself (don't ask me why), uttering phrases like, "how is that supposed to fit in there?" or "what is the plan here?". Then, there was a clicking sound (like a can opening) followed by 20 minutes of silence (weird, I know). Once the pause was over, more clanging and more "loud words" from dad before he ended by yelling out "FINALLY!!! MER, DO YOU WANT TO SEE THE BOPPY?!" This actually occurred in the same order and manner for both boppies! Go figure! Anyway, I am very excited to take them both for a test drive when I arrive! Here are photos of them to give you a better idea:




Well, that was my weekend! As always, I hope you had a super fantastic weekend as well!

Later…….

SO into:
  • Cadbury Eggs
  • Rubber Balls
  • Burritos
  • Ducks

SO not:
  • Permanent Markers
  • Drooling
  • Blockbuster
  • Fake Tattoos

2 comments:

Cedar said...

I am in AWE of your titular abilities, MaddieP! That is seriously a gift. I will personally look into alternative careers that can capitalize on your very unique skillset.

On another note, I had never heard of a Boppy before. They seem VERY fun, and I especially like the bright colored one! Fun for you! Quick question, though, is there, perhaps, a word we could call these things that DOESN'T make me sound like I've had a serious head injury? That would be GREAT.

XOXO

Cedar said...

By the way, I can only presume that "WWJCD" stands for "what would Junior Cedar do."

Right?