I confess… I watched Sharknado last night. Honestly, when I saw the word circulating around the net, I thought it was some joke I just wasn’t in on. And I was too busy to look it up. Then I caught it on SyFy and WOW. I mean, I have seen a lot of very bad movies and movies made in poor taste on purpose (i.e. anything John Waters isn’t well known for) and this was just flat out awful. I mean, I could understand if the streets had been flooded and that was where the sharks were but swirling around in a tornado? They wouldn’t even still be alive! And Ian Zeiring and Tara Reid have both seen better days. OMG, I can’t believe I even spent time viewing this!
I confess… I almost watched the movie coming on after – Blast Vegas – which looked like a giant sandstorm with serpents in the middle of Vegas but I just couldn’t do it. Also, Frankie Munez was in it and, well, no.
I confess… I totally ate a cheeseburger yesterday after my doc appointment. Wanna know why? I apparently didn’t gain any weight in the last 2.5 weeks. Sweet! Essentially, she put on weight and I lost some, just from staying busy.
I confess… a woman stopped me in the dairy section of Publix the other evening and asked how far along I was. She related that she was only 9 weeks but said she hoped she was moving around like I was at 37 weeks. I told her if she stayed active she would be. It gave her hope; it was a nice interaction.
I confess… I didn’t sleep well last night. I kept having weird dreams and they were about all kinds of different things but the one constant was that Rob Zombie was in all of them. Weird, right?
I confess… for as much as I got done this week, I still fear I have forgotten something. I really hope that doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass.
I confess… when my office manager isn’t here on a Friday, I am ten times more likely to leave early, as I probably will today. My goal is to wait until 2. Then I’m out!