Assholes Among Us

How can some people be so petty and self-absorbed? How can they fail to see the affect their actions have on others? How can they trod on in self-righteous indignation while stomping all over other's feelings, yet act beyond offended if a similar "offense" were to occur to them. I just don't get it. It's almost just too much sometimes. I get the incredible urge at times to just call them out. To scream and yell at them. To try to point out why they are such assholes. The problem is that no amount of reason or proof would make a dent in their hardened heads and hearts. It's a losing battle, but it sure would make me feel better.

Happy Frickin' Birthday

Our son apparently wanted to make his first birthday very memorable....by being HORRIBLE all day long. It was one of those days where I really regretted the day my husband and I decided having kids would be a good idea. He cried ALL day long; whiny, shrill, hysterics for no reason other than he could. It rubbed off on my daughter, who gave new meaning to the term "demon child". Very little party prep got done. What would have taken an hour had someone been around to entertain the kids, took ALL day and it still isn't done. I think this will be the last year I even have birthday parties for my kids. I may declare a boycot on all kiddie birthday parties. THe result just doesn't seem to be worth the hassle. After today I'm seriously thinking about making an appointment on Monday to have my tubes tied.

Movie Recommendations

No Reservations: Cute and incredibly sad at times. A young girl loses her mother in a car accident and her aunt (childless) must now raise her. The vulnerability of this character is heartbreaking. Anyone with children, especially a young daughter, can't help but feel heartsick after watching this.

Juno: FUNNY and so clever. I laughed so much. A pregnant teen sets out to find the perfect couple to adopt her unborn child. The simplicity with which she views the situation is at times hysterical. Ellen Page is fantastic. This movie certainly lived up to its hype.

Birthday Boy

Hard to believe but our son is 1 today. Time sure flies. Party is tomorrow which means all the prep work today. Hard to do it all alone when said birthday boy is on day 7 of crying all day and insisting on being held before he even thinks about stopping and even that isn't a guarantee. A mother's work is never done!

Shoots up

Exciting happenings in the world of gardening today. Shoots are up on my radishes and my sunflowers are starting to bloom.

Federal Tax Dollars at Work

I had a very frustrating and unbelievable experience with the good ol' United States Postal Service yesterday...fine Federal Government at work. I had ordered a package from Amazon and had been tracking its route online. Yesterday it showed that it was delivered to my house at 2:35 pm. Knowing this was not possible as we were in the front yard at this time I went outside to check, just in case the time was wrong (this was at 5 pm, mind you). No package. Nothing in my mail box. So, I called the post office, told them that they delivered the package to the wrong house, and asked what the remedy would be. I was told that they do not keep track of where they deliver things. If it is supposed to be delivered to my house, they assume that it was. There's no way to track where it was actually delivered. WHAT???? I then asked what the recourse was. Was the post office going to reimburse me? I was told and I quote, "Oh, no. You have a virtually zero chance of getting money from us. We'll fill out a report and look into it." I countered by asking what that meant. Could they potentially look into it and decide "oh well, nothing we can do." The lady actually had the nerve to tell me that "yes, we'll look into it but pretty much you're just tough out of luck." This floored me.
So, they can deliver mail wherever they want with wanton disregard for specifics, such as acutal number and street addresses, and we have no recourse? According to the "lovely" lady who helped me, "yes." I then called Amazon and relayed the story to them and asked them if I had any options through them. You could tell the customer service rep at Amazon did not believe my account of the conversation with the postal service. I mean, it does sound pretty unbelievable. She asked me to repeat it twice and then put me on hold so she could "confirm with the postal service" that what I had said was accurrate. She comes back on the phone and you can tell she is SHOCKED. She said, "Well, I spoke with the postal service and they pretty much said the same thing. That there is nothing they can do but look into it and that is not a guarantee of fixing the situation." Amazon came through though. They gave me the option of a refund or they could send out the package again; I obviously chose to have the package sent out again but requested they use a delivery service other than the post office.

Quick Hits

* Daughter woke up with 103 degree fever. She is understandably grumpy. Doesn't make it any easier.

* Son is still beyond grumpy unless he spends every literal second wrapped in my arms or perched on my lap. There is only so much of me to go around, people!

* After 12 years with the same doctor I changed primary care doctors. I saw him today and really liked him. Reminds me a bit of my ob/gyn whom I ADORE!

* Planted gardenia's today in a huge pot on our front porch. I live the smell. One of my favorites.

* I really want to lay grass and plant a lemon tree in the backyard. To do that we'd need to get rid of our dog. Daughter would be heartbroken. Son would be relieved.

* Feel like I have so much to do and very little time to do it in. Isn't that always the case?

Hubby Comes Through

So, my husband came through with an idea and the materials to keep our dog out of my garden. Granted it took some "tweaking" on my part to make it work "better."

What I'm Up To

WHAT I'M READING: The World Without Us. I'm not too far in, but the book is extremely interesting. It's fascinating to see what would happen to our earth if suddenly humankind ceased to exist. While initially there would be much destruction without anyone to maintain all manmade creations, eventually it appears our world would go back to how it used to be and function just fine without us.

WHAT I'M LISTENING TO: Sarah McLachlan: Rarities: B Sides and Other Stuff Volume 2 It's a really good CD. I love her duet with Cindi Lauper on "Time after Time". She also does a cover of Joni Mitchell's "River". Another favorite is "Pills" performed with the Perishers. I'm also listening to the new self-titled 3 Doors Down CD. I'm undecided currently on this CD. I really loved their debut CD and still listen to it. Their subsequent stuff I have not been as impressed with. I need a few more listens of this CD to really formulate an opinion, but gut impression is that it is just okay.

WHAT I'M WATCHING: My husband and I watched Gone Baby, Gone the other night....finally. We liked it. It moved really well and didn't seem like a 2 hour movie. It was a movie that really made us think and feel. Days after seeing it I am still thinking about it. It is one of those movies where you can relate to multiple characters in the film and at least for me I am really bothered by parts of it (in a good way). We tried to watch I'm Not There. We watched about 40 minutes of it before giving up. It was just all over the place and not really that interesting. We also watched Across the Universe. The movie isn't earth shattering or anything, but some of the versions of the Beatles songs that are covered are beautiful. I'd imagine the soundtrack is pretty good. Overall, a decent watch.

WHAT I WANT TO READ: The Revolution: A Manifesto by Ron Paul. I admittedly do not know much about Ron Paul, but he seems really interesting.

WHAT I WANT TO LISTEN TO: "Turbo Ocho" by Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers and "Snack Time" by Barenaked Ladies. Both have been shipped so hopefully I'll get them this week. I ordered "Snack Time" for our children, but I'm just as excited to ehar it. Our children LOVE music. Our daughter is into all kinds (She loves Jimmy Buffett, the Beatles, Matchbox 20, and Tegan and Sara especially) but not the standard kiddie pop. She loves "real" music, which we are glad about so I am more than happy to expose her to a wide range of music. I figured this is the closest thing to "kiddie" music that she'll listen to.

WHAT I WANT TO WATCH: Weeds Season 3. It comes out on video next week so I can't wait for Netflix to ship those bad boys out.

Quick Hits

* We have had our garden "up and running" for 2 days now and our stupid dog has destroyed it 4 times already. If she destroys it again, I'm going to f*&#ing lose my mind. My husband tries, but is not the handiest of men, and coming up with a solution to keep her out has taxed his limited resources.

* Reported incident (see Good Samaritan post) to my gym. No group was in that room at the time the man approached my car. Incident report has been filed, but now I am nervous. Did he approach me because it was opportunistic or had he been watching me and finally got his chance?

* Our son is getting two molars and is beyond grumpy. He has been crying for 3 straight days. Somebody shoot me and put me out of my misery.

* Our son will be one this weekend. I cannot believe an entire year has passed. It does not seem possible. Even more impossible is that our daughter will be 3 in a little over a month. How can that be?

* Found a centipede in our garden this morning. I hate those things!

In the Garden of Good.....Vegetables and Herbs

Three years ago my husband "built" me a little area in our back yard so I could garden. We planted an array of vegetables and watched them grow. After the first "harvest" we didn't plant again...a huge reason was because we had two dogs that constantly dug and ruined the garden over and over again.

A few days ago a friend mentioned that she had started up a garden and it got me all nostalgic for my gardening days. There's something rewarding in working hard to plant and care for food that we will eventually eat. Then a day or two after that my niece said they had planted popcorn kernals to watch them grow into a variation of corn on the cob (I had no idea this was possible; I thought we were all going along with it so we didn't crush her tender imagination. Turns out it's true. Who'da thunk it?) Anyway, my 2 year old daughter informs me after overhearing both conversations that she wants to grow her vegetables and flowers. So, we resurrected the garden. We worked all day Sunday preparing the soil, buying seeds, and planting. My daughter is a trooper. She helped the entire day; she potted plants, watered the garden, helped "feed" the garden bed. The fruits of our labor is all up and running.

We are down to one dog now who got into the garden and flowers hours after I labored over them. We fixed everything and put up some fencing to try to block her but it looks like she still found a way to get into my herbs. I'm telling you, if that dog destroys my garden she will be going on a little trip to the pound.

Anyway, for those of you who care, we planted tomatoes, green onions, radishes, carrots, cucumbers, squash, cilantro, basil, habenero pepers, two other kinds of hot peppers, and sweet red bell peppers. We also planted an array of flowers. Can't wait to see what happens!

Good Samaritan or Hopeful Abductor

I'll admit that when I am out running errands I am always a little nervous and make it a point to be extremely aware of my surroundings. I am this nervous because with two kids there is no quick way to get into the car. My 11 month old gets loaded in first while my daughter either stands right by me or remains in the cart. I then have to walk around the car and fasten her in and then walk back around the car to get myself in. I'm sure to many would be assailants I am an easy target. So, I do the best I can. I don't dilly dally; I load them in as fast as I can, hop in quickly, lock the doors, start the car, and take off as soon as my butt hits the seat and my foot hits the peddle.

Today was a different scenario and it could have cost me. I was leaving the gym and I didn't get my usual parking spot up front. I had to park around the side which is less visible and certainly less frequented. Like always I loaded the kids in quickly. However, instead of leaving immediately, I sat in the front seat (with the car running) and started to text my husband back. As I was doing that I had this weird kind of premonition where I could see someone sneaking up on me and banging on my window to carjack me or something and I thought, "I really should get going." No more than 30 seconds later an older man was tapping frantically on my window. I never saw the guy coming. Admittedly I was frightened. But I stayed really calm; no need to let him know he scared the shit out of me or upset my children.

He was motioning and yelling at me to roll down my window. I shook my head no and put the car into reverse. He kept telling me to roll it down and kept walking with my car as I was backing up. Once he realized I wasn't going to roll down the window he yelled out that my brake light was out. I yelled back okay and took off. The whole exchange creeped me out. I thought that a) he was completely lying or b) I really did have a brake light out but he was using it to lure me out of the vehicle or even just to roll down my window to then gain an advantage to do Lord knows what with me or to me or my children, for that matter He was just too insistent that I roll down my window to be a good samaritan. He could have easily said through the window that my brake light was out without the unrelenting tapping and frantic insistence that I roll the window down immediately. Maybe I am too skeptical, but I think God gave people, women in particular, a sixth sense for a reason and my intuition is very rarely wrong.

So, the lesson learned today is a)never under any circumstances remain in your car. Leave immediately and b) don't park on the side, isolated parking lot. Got it!

Pumpin' Iron with Dexter

There is a guy that I have seen at my gym now for two days in a row that looks just like Dexter (from the show). Creepier still is that today he was running the treadmill in a long-sleeved Henley. (For those of you who don't watch the show, henley's are his shirt of choice when he murders his latest victim.)

Mini-Van Madness

I am almost completely 100 percent anti-mini van. I don’t have a good reason for my disdain for them, other than there is nothing cool, not even in the slightest, about a mini-van. I understand the practicality of owning such a vehicle when you have small children. We recently rented one for a trip to California and there is much more room than in our Pathfinder. An added plus is also the rear air. My children do not handle the heat well at all, so rear air is becoming a must (a must our current vehicle does not have). Living in Arizona where we are already reaching triple digits, air conditioning in cars is a necessity, not a luxury. This brings me to my afternoon yesterday.

My husband has a secret love affair with mini vans. He will not admit this, but he does. He is always talking about them (he is a car salesman, by the way) and always trying to convince me that a mini-van is the way to go. So, reluctantly I met him at his dealership to take a look at a Nissan Quest. I admit it was nice. DVD player, 6 disc CD changer, rear air, all the upgrades. It was nice. BUT it’s still a mini-van. I told my husband if he could get us a deal on the van for no more than 30 dollars more per month than what we are currently paying then I’d strongly consider “upgrading” my current vehicle. (Keep in mind, I LOVE LOVE LOVE my pathfinder…minus the lack of rear air). He took my conditions like a challenge. He was optimistic, hopeful even. He thought he had started to break me. Admittedly, if the payments would be comparable I’d have a hard time justifying the logic behind not getting the mini-van. So like a good little salesman, off he went. I went home!

Update: Monthly payments would be almost 100 big ones more per month. I take that as a sign that God does not want me cruising the streets in a mini-van. I’m holding out for my Honda Pilot.

That Sick Smell

Yesterday evening I was hit with terrible stomach cramping. It was awful. My stomach was rumbling, I was sweating, and we'll just leave it at that. Within hours my son was hit with the same thing. His seems to have continued on into today. As a whole I feel much better, but my stomach is still a rumblin'. Tonight my two year old daughter tells me her stomach hurts because it is hungry and we need to feed it. So, I get her some food. An hour later she is laying in bed with me and vomits everywhere. I rush her into the bathroom and place her in the tub where she proceeds to let loose with throw up. I hate throw up. I felt horrible for her, but it took every ounce of maternal strength I could draw to clean it up. I was dry heaving the entire time, as I'm cleaning out CHUNKS of food from the tub that won't go down the drain. Needless to say, I cleaned her up, cleaned myself up, cleaned the bed and the bathroom up and am now rocking her as I type this. Poor sick girl!

WHAT I'M READING: Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters: While it is directed toward fathers it is a book every parent should read. It gives specific advice and documented statistics as to why a father's role in a daughter's life is not a role to be taken lightly. As a mother it gives me a greater appreciation for the relationship my husband has with our daughter. It is an awesome responsibility to be a parent and fathers need to know that they are to be heroes to their daughters.

WHAT I'M WATCHING: I'm Not There and Gone Baby Gone. I haven't watched them yet, but Netflix just delivered them. Hoping to find time this weekend to watch at least one of them.

WHAT I'M LISTENING TO: Matt Nathanson, Some Mad Hope. This is a fantastic CD. There is not a single bad song on the entire thing. I'm so impressed by him and just absolutely love his music. Definitely check it out. He's along the lines of Brett Dennen, Newton Faulkner, etc. Great stuff!

WHAT I WANT TO READ: The World Without Us. The entire premise of the book sounds very interesting. Essentially, the question is posed what would happen to the earth if we suddenly ceased to exist? With painstaking research and evidence, the author shows us what would happen if that were to occur.

WHAT I WANT TO WATCH: Entourage Season 4 and Weeds Season 3. But most importantly I CANNOT WAIT to see Sex and the City The Movie. Words cannot express my excitement. OUT. OF. CONTROL!

WHAT I WANT TO LISTEN TO: Hand Built By Robot by Newton Faulkner. I saw this guy on Studio C (an acoustic show a local radio station puts on) and he was great. Fresh. New. Raw. Different. I see Amazon finally shipped it today so hopefully I'll get to break it in soon.

Let the Children Be

Before becoming a mom I was a high school English teacher for 6 years. I could have told you then that our world is a scary place and it is only getting to be more dangerous by the minute. Students I had, while as a whole were great, were much more bold in how they talked to or about teachers. They were very frank and open about sexual activity, drug and alcohol use and abuse, and cursing was a part of their everyday vernacular.

Flash forward to 2008 where I have an almost 3 year old daughter and almost one year old son. I am scared to death when I think about what the future holds for them in terms of our society. Kids as young as 10, yes 10, are engaging in sexual activity. By high school graduation more than 70 percent of teens are sexually active. The incidence of STDs is astounding. Pediatricians can hardly keep up. Where did our children's childhood go?

I might be old fashioned or a prude but I want to keep my children children for as long as possible. I don't want them exposed to sex, be it overtly or covertly. I don't want them exposed to the ugliness of our world. My husband and I, and our extended family, do our best to insulate our children from what we perceive to be the dangers and toxins of our current world. However, when my little babies go off to school they will be bombarded with things that I have worked very hard to keep them from. There will be magazines that standardize beauty and put undue pressure on young girls to achieve and maintain an unrealistic body image. Is it any wonder that eating disorders are at an all time high for young girls in this country?

It is scary to think about. I just want to keep my children young and innocent, and ignorant of all the sexualization of everything. I don't want them to have to worry about rape or murder or even the lesser but still emotionally damaging issues. When I look at how my children view the world it makes me sad that these days are numbered. Right now they look at the world and see all the beauty and positives. It's an amazing thing to see the world through a child's eyes. Everyone should be so lucky. But it is also a reminder that pretty soon they will see the world through the eyes of all those they come into contact with. I can just hope and pray I've exposed them to enough of the good things that it helps balance out the bad things.

Random Thoughts

* I'm about 99 percent sure I have broken my toe. The one right next to the baby toe. It hurts like hell!

* My son's new thing is temper tantrums. Damn! Now there are two in the house who have gotten very good at them.

* I have wrapped my children's birthday presents. My son's is not until the end of May and my daughter's is not until the 4th of July. I like to be prepared. My husband mocks me for this. He will never understand.

* I am reading Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters. I am only a 1/4 of the way in, but it is amazing how important fathers are in a daughter's life and how overlooked their importance is. I hope my husband feels like a hero after reading this. He should.

How Things Change...

So, after the birth of our daughter I was really into scrapbooking. I made a scrapbook for her, chronicling her first year of life and all the cool events she experienced. I also made a scrap book of her immediate and extended family that will be a nice keepsake when she is older. Around the time of her first birthday I bought a Care Bear scrapbook (since that was the theme of her first birthday) and had intended to compose a scrapbook of her party. That last one never happened. All the photos, scrapbook pages, and book are still sitting untouched in her closet.

Our son is about to turn one and I feel this sense of obligation to create a scrapbook for him as well, documenting his first year of life. I really do not feel like putting in the work or effort to do this, but I also know that if I don't it will be used for the subsequent decades in the argument of why I supposedly love our daughter more. So today I headed off to the scrapbooking store and bought all the necessary supplies. I poured through all the pictures I have taken of our son since birth and reordered the ones I want to include in his scrapbook. I'm not looking forward to this one iwth the same level of joy and excitement I had when making my daughters, but I know when I am finished I will be glad I did it, if only to be able to look back at how much our son has grown in such a short period of time. And maybe when I'm done with his I'll have the desire to finally put together my daughter's Care Bear book. Fingers crossed!

Vacation Recap

Well, my hubby, myself, our two children, and my mother drove over to San Diego this past weekend for a quick three day trip. Our 2 year old daughter was the perfect traveller; our 11 month old son, on the other hand, was a bit difficult. I think it is just hard for a baby that age to remain in the car for 6 hours. He cried quite a bit. We left at 5 am, hoping the kids would sleep a good portion of the way. Didn't happen. We got to San Diego around noon, checked in to our hotel and then headed down to Seaport Village. The kids enjoyed seeing all the birds and generally just being outside. There was about a 40 degree temperature drop from what we are used to in Arizona, so it was nice. The next morning we headed to Sea World. THe kids had a blast. There is a cute Sesame Street Show that they put on, which mesmerized both our kids. My husband had never been to Sea World (can you believe that? A deprived childhood, for sure) so he had a nice time as well. Our son loved the Clydesdale horses; our daughter was terrified of them. A lot of fear at 2 1/2 years old. Later that afternoon we went to the beach. Both kids are fearless; complete waterdogs. They both just went charging into the ocean with no regard to safety. I'm glad they love the water so much and are so comfortable in it, but sometimes it scares me to death. We also went swimming. Our hotel had 3 water slides and our daughter (who has never been down a water slide before) went climbing up the stairs and slid right down, unassisted. It was amazing and awesome! She's unbelievable in the water. Our final day we just took it easy and hung around the hotel. The kids went swimming again before leaving around noon. It was a fun trip, despite the quickness of it. I think with young kids you really need 4-5 days so everything isn't so jammed packed, but I'd do it again in a heartbeat...even with our crying son. Well, maybe not in a heartbeat.

Kids Say the Funniest Stuff

* My daughter today informs me that Ariel (the princess) has a "fish bottom".

* Putting on my sports bra the other day before exercising my daughter asked what that was. I explained it was a sports bra. She asked why she didn't have one. I told her she wouldn't need one until she got older and got bigger boobs. She looked under her shirt at her boobs and said, "I'll just have these little ones for now."

* My daughter saw a blimp in the air the other day. Not knowing what it was she called it an "airplane balloon." Smart!

* I have a mole on my neck and my daughter relentlessly asks to nurse from it. Whaaaat???

Quick Hits

* Both kids got MMR shots today. Total troopers!

* I see the knee surgeon tomorrow. Crossing my fingers I haven't done significant damage to my knee.

* It would be so nice to be independently wealthy...to be able to buy what I want, when I want without having to consider a budget or debt. Keep dreamin'!

* Going on vacation this weekend to San Diego. I can't wait. It should be a lot of fun! My husband has never been to Sea World, so it'll be a first for him and the kids.

* I have worked out 27 of the past 30 days. Hoping to maintain that level of committment and reliability.

Stupid Conversation 3

I was at Starbucks and wanted to order my daughter a lemmonade. I told the cashier that I wanted a small lemonade. She started to ring me up, but then the other cashier (again, another one who has nothing to do with my transaction) says, "We have a lemonade/ice tea, but we can't just sell you the lemonade." I said, "Why?"

Idiot: Well, because it's an iced tea.
Me: Is it pre-mixed or is the tea separate from the lemonade.
Idiot: It's separate.
Me: Then I just want the lemonade part.
Idiot: We can't do that.
Me: Why? Is the lemonade a different concentration for the drink?
Idiot: No, it's just normal lemonade.
Me: Then I'm not understanding why I can't have just a lemonade.
Idiot: YOu have to have the iced tea / lemonade.
Me: Okay, I want that drink then, but with no iced tea.
Idiot: We can't do that either.
Me: Then I'll take the drink but keep the iced tea portion and the lemonade portion in two separate cups and I'll mix them myself.
Idiot: We can't sell it to you like that.
Me: This is unbelievable. Do you realize how stupid you sound. I'm willing to pay for the entire drink, I just don't want the iced tea part. Why is that a problem?
Idiot: We can't sell you just lemonade.

I decide I've wasted enough time on these incompetent morons and left.

Stupid Conversation 2

I went to subway to get my daughter lunch the other day. Below is the conversation I had with the drive thru lady.

Moron: Can I take your order?
Me: Yes, I'd like the kids meal. For the sandwhich I just want ONLY American cheese on white roll and toasted.
Moron: You don't want any meat? (she sounded incredulous)
Me: No, I only want American cheese and then toast it.
Moron: Any mustard or mayo?
Me: No, thank you. I ONLY want cheese. That's it. Nothing else.
Moron: Any lettuce, tomato, onion?
Me: chuckling...No, I ONLY want cheese. That's it...Just cheese.

So, I pull up to the window and she pops her head out and says, "I have to ask all that." I said, "I understand you have a list of condiments and toppings you are supposed to go through. However, when a customer tells you specifically when he/she wants then it becomes unnecessary and annoying when you ignore what I've said and proceed to ask anyway."

Stupid Conversation 1

I went to Crate and Barrel last night to buy a glass water jug. There was only the display left, but the girl told me it was fine to take. So she starts to ring me up when another employee who has nothing to do with my purchase comes over and tells my cashier that she better check with management to make sure it is okay to sell it to me. I don't know what it is about me, but lately I've been the "victim" of more bittinskies than you'd believe....almost always at a cashier's station. The conversation proceeded as follows:

Buttinsky: We might not be able to sell you that because it's our last one and we need it for the display.
Me: You mean to tell me that you currently have the product I want to buy but you might not sell it to me?
Butt: Yes, it's our last one.
Me: Surely you'll get more.
Butt: Yeah, but we need to keep one.

As I began to explain how stupid she sounded my cashier returned and informed me we were good to go; I could get the pitcher. All is right with the world.

Quick Hits

* In my overzealousness to relive my glory days on the basketball court I may have torn a ligament in my knee. Just wonderful. See the doctor next week.

* My daughter has amazing fluidity of movement. You can tell she will be an athlete. Most kids are goofy and awkward at this age, but she is surprisingly graceful and has outstanding coordination. I tease my hubby that she definitely got that from me.

* My son is so physical. Part of me wants to cheer him on while the other part is scared to death we are going to end up in the ER.

* Cannot wait to see Sex and the City The Movie. I can hardly contain my excitement. It's almost too much.