Random scenes from a random life

Okay, so it's been a while since I posted. I'm not going to lie to you. I'm tired and pregnant and I just don't care as much about things lately. We are very excited for the baby to come, and I think we just wish we could make time go a little faster. That takes up a lot of our energy. But here are some random bits and pieces from my rather disorganized, under-fueled life….

In response to the previous post where I complained that no one knows I'm pregnant, Max bought me a t-shirt that leaves no question as to what's going on in my uterus.

Last Sunday we went to see The Darjeeling Limited and then went out for Indian food, of course. This necessitated that we go downtown, specifically to State Street, which is a popular spot for homeless guys to ask for money. I got hit right away walking out of the parking garage to the theater. But you can't give money to everyone you meet on State Street. And you can't give money to the first guy who asks you, because somebody else might come along who looks sadder or catches your attention. Several people have told me that they have a strict policy of only giving money to street people who can demonstrate a talent, like drumming or art. I actually lean more toward giving alms to people who clearly have no demonstrable abilities whatsoever, and the older the better. For instance I never give money to anybody who looks younger than twenty five, because all I want to say is, "Get over yourself and go back to your mom's house!" But on Sunday I saw this and immediately made a contribution, even though it goes against my general policies, because this is talent and the guys involved were pretty young. I don't know how well you can tell from this grainy phone picture, but this is, in fact, a live mouse, resting comfortably on the back of a cat who is resting on a dog's back:

Before San Diego caught on fire, Danielle and I visited it and its assorted animal themed parks. And the main thing you need to know about all this is that the Wild Animal Park rocks. Here is some of the nature we saw:

We also practiced holding babies (well, one baby):

And we observed the beachiness:
We took in some of the unusual local art. That's a gorilla screaming NOOOOO (I don't know why):

I even got to pet some pleasant furry animals. I apparently didn't get enough of this when I was a kid…


My blood sugar has been running high. I go for the definitive 3 hour glucose tolerance test tomorrow, which I don't have a lot of hope for. But I've already been sent to a diabetes educator and a nutritionist, who gave me the following take home message: "We don't want you to lose any weight. We just don't want you eat anything that has ever brought you the slightest bit of happiness, ever." I don't like nutritionists much. I've never had a conversation with one in which I didn't feel judged. So far my initial efforts to cut down on sweets have left me hungry and pissed. Anyway, I'll let you know how the test goes.

The kitten is meowing furiously at me. He may be telling me it's time to go to bed. I think he's got a point.

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