Sully's Hopped Up

Sully had his favorite day ever yesterday. He saw hundreds of fireworks and was wonderfully ecstatic each time. He learned the word firework and the word Jimmy, although he was confused at first and thought the one was the other. And he stayed up until 12:30am on purpose!

It took some persuading to get Caayn to agree to go, but by the time we got there, he was in the spirit, hehe. He's a typical Cancer, very homebody and generally happy when its just the family. I was very glad we went. We don't really get out much and it was fun being with other people. (I'm sure they thought I was boring, lol... I've never been very fun at parties--I'm pretty shy so I tend to not talk much and I sort of hung out with Sully the whole time, but I still had a blast.) Plus I got to meet Chad and Jenn, who I previously only knew on WoW through Jimmy. They're pretty funny.

On a pregnancy note... 21 weeks now. I've been having Braxton-Hicks on and off since Tuesday. They were pretty bad that night, a little painful even. Fun, fun. I also can no longer see things that I should be able to. Ugh.

I'm always living a little in the future now... looking forward to when the baby is here, but also really really looking forward to having my old body back. I want to recognize myself in photos again. I want to be skinny and have black hair and fit into shirts I put away ages ago because my belly was always just a little too flabby for... I'm excited! And just think, I'll be in PA in June of next year... I won't be pregnant... I can FINALLY get a new tattoo! Yipee! This gives me a little under a year to decide what it is I actually want. So many ideas, so much indecision. (I get paralyzed with this decision--what if I some day come up with a better tattoo, but I already have on in the place I want that one!) I still want one with Achilles' foot prints.

Hmm... Sully just dropped the fbomb... okay like 5 times. I'd better go see what he's cussing about!

O.J. Simpson

http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/law/07/03/simpson.suit.ap/index.html

""Ron Goldman LLC will own Simpson's name, likeness, signature and story and will hawk it to satisfy this terrible judgment. Justice has arrived in Miami," Cook said.

The Goldmans own the copyright, media rights and movie rights. They also acquired Simpson's name, likeness, life story and right of publicity in connection with the book, according to court documents."

I know, I must be the only person to think this, but I feel this is really wrong. The whole case history aside, I'm looking strictly at the bones of THIS case. They stole the book from Simpson. What is to stop this from happening more? Can I go up to a judge and demand that Caayn's books belong to me? The Goldmans' had no right to that... I hate that this is really just a vendetta and that it was allowed at all. This is not justice. This is vengeance. He did this just to 'get back' at Simpson. And the worst part? It wasn't even Nicole's family that were freaking out. If ANYONE had a right to do this (and I still don't think anyone does) it would be her family.

I'm pretty disgusted that they 'own his name, likeness and lifestory'... So what this boils down to, they OWN O.J. Bullshit. What gives anyone the right to own a person like that? I hate that because the whole case was so drawn out, and then redrawn out, and then he had to write this book, that is what gives them a right to do this. Whatever.

Seriously. I want to move to Europe. The United States is just getting too embarrassing to live in. *sigh*

Breakfast

For breakfast today:

• 3 & 1/2 hot dogs, no buns
• 10 bites of Cocoa Puffs from bowl with milk
• 4 handfuls of dried Cocoa Puffs, occasionally dipped in ketchup
• 1 cup of Miralax laced grape juice

It's so nice to have my boy back. The one who eats like his mama did when she was growing. This is the boy I love. I also love the boy who now talks about his little brother who resides in Mama's belly.

Now What?

As I have said before, in our household, if its not one thing its something else.

So on Friday, our dishwasher broke. As in, it out of the blue decided it wouldn't start when you turned the knob to start the cycle. Weird. Housing came out, took it apart and said, "Hmm. It's this tiny piece that broke off. You need a new dishwasher." Joy. The appliance guy is coming out in the morning to take a look and make sure that we really do need a new one. (We do--I don't wash dishes by hand anymore... I did that every day in the little red house, and once we moved on base, I said no to hand washing. So needless to say, dishes are neatly stacked waiting to be washed. In a dishwasher.)

Tonight, at 10pm sharp, our water went out. What? I'm not even sure what happened. Really annoying. I'm pregnant. The only thing I drink is tap water, since I have trouble drinking enough liquids as is and water is the best thing for you. (Let me take this point in time to say: OMG I am so sick of water. YUCK. I think if I could, I would just wallow in any other kind of beverage...) And while this normally wouldn't bother me, several key things are empty. Mainly, my big orange cup and the bottles of water upstairs for mid night gulping. I'm sending Caayn to get me bottled water, lol... which he'll need for shaving and teeth brushing if the water isn't on in the morning. I called Housing, but it was busy, which leads one to believe several other folks have discovered their water is out. Interesting.

Life is anything but dull around these parts.