More random thoughts

It's Tuesday - that means it's time for you all to read my Random Thoughts! I know you're excited...enjoy!

On Sunday, out of pure exhaustion from being out the night before, I spent six hours watching I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant on TLC. I'm not sure why, but I was drawn in. It's amazing how many people don't know they were pregnant for nine months. Even more amazing...how many of these women have eight pound babies and STILL didn't know they were pregnant. Or twins even.  I don't know...I tend to call bullshit on that one. That, and I will never feel the same when I have a massive stomach ache and need to use the restroom. I will forever be paranoid that I am about to unknowingly give birth. Damn you, TLC.....

I found out on Saturday that my nephew, C...my baby nephew of only 13 young years, has his own Twitter account. I don't even have a Twitter account.  And in his bio, he refers to himself as the non biological offspring of Chuck Norris. Wow. I need to get a Twitter account just so I can see what this kid writes on there. Too funny...

So, my brother has invited T and I to participate in this co-ed fantasy football thing. See, this is something I don't understand....men and fantasy football. Isn't it just imaginary football league? So yesterday on facebook, my brother and his two guy friends are emailing back and forth (replying to all, of course) about their draft picks, and they do this all day long. Some of us are working and don't need messages constantly flooding our inbox, but hey, that's ok. So I finally email everyone back and say this: "Would you three ladies please stop with the back and forth? Some of us get these messages every time you write. Don't worry...you three will get to play imaginary football league. It'll be ok...now stop your bitching...it's annoying." Yes, I'll play, and no, I have no clue what I'm doing. And do I care? No.

One of our presents we got from my sister as part of of the game we played was magnetic alphabet letters to put on the refrigerator. So we have taken to writing obscene words to leave for the other. Yes, we're 10.

We've had a rash of creepy crawlers in our house lately. The kind that look like water bugs...little centipede things, and dude, these things fly. Or something along those lines. One was above our door frame last night, and T pointed it out to me so I rushed to get my trusty Swiffer to kill it. When I returned to the room, the thing had fallen off of the door frame and was crawling on the floor. That thing fell like 8 feet. I yelled at T for not keeping his eye on it at all times, and then I swiftly beat the life out of it. I'm mean like that. Bugs. If you're in my bedroom that's enemy territory buddy.

So there are your random thoughts for the day...head over to The UnMom and check out some others!