Wired and Tired on a Friday

I'm supposed to be rejoicing since it's Friday, last day of work and a whole weekend to relax and just waste away. However, I've been an ass at work and I have to squeeze in some writing which sucks. But procrastination has its prize. And I'm buried in it right this very moment.
For starters, my head hurts with all the laptop reviews I've been doing for the past two weeks. Computer configuration, features, RAM, memory. Heck, I don't even know what laptop model I'm using (well I've become more aware now of course). Writing laptop reviews amidst the hellish weather, super hot afternoons and campaign vehicles with their corny songs blaring on the speakers has taken it's toll and I just wanna roll in bed and sleep. A few sessions of PVZ were therapeutic too and a few hours of helping out with the store downstairs can be good as well --- but back here in front of the computer, I can't help but procrastinate once more.
Mom and Dad are coming over tomorrow for some milk fish. Mom has been texting me about how she wants my baby girl :-) I miss her already. This laptop I'm using will probably be in the hands of my sister so I'll be back on good old HP starting tomorrow.
For now, need to finish five more articles before I call it a day.

Grocery Addiction

I've been totally addicted to grocery shopping lately. Here I am, with all the nine kilos gained over my pregnancy with the twins and I am dying to scour the grocery store almost everyday. It's a good exercise and thank God for it my feet don't swell and get all big which happens to most pregnant women. So I'm gonna leave my backlogs again later for the grocery. :-)

Wrong Ultrasounds

And I just bounced back...

Been reading a lot of wrong ultrasounds and it turns out it's almost always a boy thought to be as a girl. That it's always harder to tell if it's a girl. When the ultrasound scanner misses the "ding-ding" it's announced as a girl so off go the parents to pain the nursery pink and then shocked when a boy comes out during delivery.

A mother of twins were also told that she's going to have a girl and a boy and during her last ultrasound, found two peanuts instead of one, if you get my drift. So when a doctor says it's a boy, it probably it. But when they say it's a girl, don't get too sure a hundred percent just yet.

Anyway, last week was a hell of a ride for me. Thinking of having two girls is enough to handle. I mean, I KNOW I shouldn't rant so much about this. As Don would say, it's alright, whatever the gender is, as long as they're both healthy and normal. I should be thanking the stars.

However, there's just so much about having twin boys. I mean, for starters, they're low maintenance. Girls are to be protected twice as much than boys and being a girl myself, I know it wasn't easy. God knows how many times I wished I was a boy instead (although there are pretty huge perks when you're a girl, like, not carrying all the heavy grocery bags.)

So I'm deeply hoping they spot a peanut in there somewhere. Don wants a junior and I want him to very happy. Having a girl and a boy will the ultimate blessing :-) Can't wait for my next ultrasound (a little bit of dreading it) but I'm glad I'm no longer crying and bawling like last week.

Little Boy Blues

Last Tuesday, March 30, I had my second ultrasound of the twins. I was literally jumping up and down since my last ultrasound (which was January) and I hardly slept the night before. I was personally excited for a little boy. I mean, I know there is a boy in there. I have felt the symptoms, the cravings --- even the oldies keep on saying I was going to have a boy.
So when the scanner showed I was going to have a little girl, my hands started to sweat hoping the other one is her brother (honey, baby, if you read this someday don't hate mommy. I love you and I've never felt happier to have a daughter). But the rambunctious one kept on twisting under the scanning tool and it twirled it's tiny little leg over its umbilical cord, thus, blocking all possible means for us to see its genitals. I was getting all anxious in the ultrasound room and I was seriously wanting to Don to join me in there but fear started to creep in --- am I going to have two girls?
This feeling came in as a surprise. I always said I will never be happier as long as my twins are healthy and normal --- but deeply, I was actually hoping for a boy.
I actually cried for two days and Don was there to comfort me. Gender preference was never an issue. Maybe I was just a little disappointed that we never knew the gender of my other twin (but we will on my ultrasound 8 weeks from now). Keeping my fingers crossed. :-)

Passion for Sundae

Drooling for sundae. Not good.

Primal Fear --- Twisted Thoughts

I've heard of this movie a million times. Well, there's this primary fact that I had my Edward Norton moment two or three years ago after I watched The Illusionist. I was pretty much so totally obsessed with Ed Norton after that --- I bought Fight Club, 25th Hour, The Painted Veil, watched the Incredible Hulk on its premier night, followed the guy on every Hollywood blog I can find --- I swear I was delirious. Normal stalking for a fan whose only resource material is the internet. So back to the movie. My boyfriend and I saw this 1996 film VCD tape stashed out in this small video store downtown where they're selling original VCDs for 10 freaking pesos. So the video sat on top of our player for a few more weeks before we finally decided to watch it today at lunch. I know Edward Norton to be a superb actor and famous for playing roles with multiple personality disorders (I am a big fan of Tell Me Your Dreams as well) so I was yawning the entire time since I know that he's gonna have a split anytime soon. I've read the reviews for Primal Fear and I actually even forgot Richard Gere was in it (I still love you in First Knight) --- everybody was gabbing about Edward Norton and his brilliant accent. The twist in the ending was priceless. It took me about a full minute before I recovered, no kidding. Of course, we have such twists with the kind of movies we have now but a movie displaying this kind of plot 14 years ago deserves a nod --- a couple of times. Laura Linney was astounding as well (and I wouldn't forget her in The Savages with Philip Seymour Hoffman). But Ed Norton definitely delivered. Although I have to admit his character is overrated --- it's a nice good kind of overrated character. I recommend it for those who love sprawling in bed in the middle of the day doing nothing. Give yourself a treat.

Feeling the Blog-Bite Again

I need a bit of a diversion. Been missing out on blogs lately. Gawd.
Today is Friday so hurrah! Don and I went to the grocery store to buy a big tub of chocolate ice cream with marshmallows together with two bags of V-cut and some yogurt in value pack. It saved us P10. I've been bugging Don to make me eat ice cream to my heart's content for the longest time ever --- this whole pregnancy thing can be a bitch especially if you've been craving for cold stuff like ice cream, yogurt (thank God for yogurt!), gulaman, coke, sundae and good ol' halo-halo. I'll be drowning in those in a little while. Have to finish half of my writing though. My boss will kill me.

Parentals are going out so the house is pretty much empty. We'll be hanging out by the store. I love Fridays...