We saw a promo....

...on tv advertising an upcoming airing of Crocodile Dundee. I admitted to the boy that Paul Hogan was one of my first crushes. Ok, not Paul Hogan. Specifically his Mick Dundee character. I know. It's creepy. I was, like, 8.

Call it an early Christmas gift double whammy, but immediately after this promo, the movie Tremors came on.

The Boy: "Didn't you also used to have a crush on Kevin Bacon?"
Me: "Not Kevin Bacon. Just his character in this particular movie."
The Boy: "Gross."

What can I say? I was a weird kid.

The boy....

....has started calling me "The Easy Bake Oven" in honour of my super-speed pregnancy.

I'm sure he means that with the utmost love and affection.

I've had a few friends....

....worry that I will change now that I'm a mom. More specifically, I've had some good friends express concern over the fact that they may not enjoy my blog as much if I turn into one of thos ecrazy people who only talks about their kids and thinks everythingthey do is just as iteresting to everyone else as it is to me.

I also have brutally honest friends who have made it quite clear they will not nearly enjoy my company as much if I do become lame & boring.

To all these people, I can ensure you.....mothehood will not ruin my sense of humour. To prove it, let me share this link my friend Lisa sent me.

http://www.pregnantchicken.com/pregnant-chicken-blog/2010/12/10/awkward-pregnancy-photos.html

Inspired by www.awkwardfamilyphotos.com, another one of my favourite sites which I've mentioned in this blog before, check out the above site to view a whole galler of super disturbing pregnancy photos.

Enjoy.

Oh, by the way....

....if you haven't heard, I'm also expecting a baby. Yeah, no biggie.

I came dangerously close to being featured on TLC's "I didn't Know I was Pregnant", having not even noticed I was knocked up until I was already 6 months in. This'll be the fastest pregnancy ever.



Within the span of 3 days, we went from finding out we were expecting, to finding out I was over 6 months in, and finally, to finding out the sex of the baby. Most surreal 72 hours ever! Oh, it's a girl.

It's my birthday.....

...and also Steven Tyler Day!

It was on this very day, a number of years ago that my best friend Lisa & I attended an Aerosmith concert in my hometown of Ottawa. But not just any Aerosmith concert. The same concert where for a brief instant, Steve Tyler held my hand. The same concert where Lisa took a more, ahem, forward approach and lunged at his thigh (ok, crotch).

Anyways, that night goes down in hostory as one of the most memorable nights of my life. Every year on this day Lisa emails me to wish me a Happy Birthday, but more importantly, a Happy Steven Tyler Day.

However, it wasn't until today, where upon emailing her back the same greeting, I realized that abbreviated, Steven Tyler Day, is also STD Day.

How appropriate I presume.

We spent the weekend....

....in Ottawa for an early Christmas.

At one point, en route to breakfast with my grandparents, my grandma suddenly asks, "Jamie, you aren't wearing thongs are you?"

After the initial hilarity of being asked that by my grandmother had wore off, I told her politely that I didn't think it was any of her business.

"But you left them in the front hall at our place! It's a little too cold for thongs, don't you think?"

Then I realized she was referring to flip flops, not underwear.

Don't hate me....

....but I have about 70% of my Christmas shopping done. And wrapped.

I also have my Christmas menu planned.

Hoping we can cut down the Christmas tree next weekend.

I need to get a life.