Miles away from nowhere and the wind doesn't have a name.

SCHMOWZOW! I can officially say I'm having a baby this month!

I know this isn't the baby blog but I thought it had to be documented. A year ago at this time (I think even on this DAY), we moved into Castle Grayskull and were months into trying to breed. Now look at us? Our house is a home and we're going to have a baby THIS MONTH (even if he is the maximum 2 weeks late...which I would like to think he wouldn't do to his mama).

As a last major outting before motherhood, Todd and I met Tessa (Phoebe ended up being too under the weather to attend) at the Great Lakes Renaissance/Medieval Faire and had a rad, if not HOT, afternoon. First off, Renaissance Faire merchandise is pretty much all awesome. If I had a surplus of funds, I would have left with one of everything...especially this octopus ring that I fell in love with. I settled for what I truly wanted...a glittery ribbon crown, which I wore all day, and a dyed fox tail which put my little immitation tail from Target to SHAME. I think Dr. Nightmare thought the tail was her new boyfriend when I brought it in the house.

Besides merchandise, I loved the general feeling of the faire, being tucked back under the trees like I was in Sherwood Forest (except there were cream puffs and pizza available). I'll give them props, their selection of snacks was extensive but it was too damn hot to want to eat, though Todd did put a hurting on a turkey leg. If you're into people watching, this was the place to be. The costumes (of all people there, not just employees) were amazing. And there was no shortage of things to do and see. Dancing, comedy, demonstrations, and my favorite, the jousting.

I was proud of myself for putting in 3 hours under the baking sun. I really did have a great time, though my back got angry and my feet weren't much happier. But my good mood was quickly SMOOSHED when we got on the highway in Geneva and drove right into a traffic shit storm. It took us an hour to go 6 miles and then 10 minutes to go 1/10 of a mile. Bad News Bears. Todd said at least we were spending time together...but I was uncomfortable, exhausted, and starving. It was hard not to cry. At one point, we threw the car into park and switched seats because I was having contractions and my son was seeing how far he could stick some appeandage under my rib cage. Grrrr.

3 hours and 15 minutes later (YES, longer than the amount of time we were at the faire), we pulled into Castle Grayskull. I was in pajamas and in bed with Dr. Nightmare in 2 seconds flat. Todd made me some dinner and I fell asleep with Top Chef D.C.  Overall, I'm glad we went and I feel satisfied in my last roadtrip for awhile. We ran into Brother Ed and Natalie there and she told me about her short labor and (3 push) delivery. I hope I can channel her awesomeness on our big day! And just think, next year I can take Spencer to the faire.

HUZZAH! And let the final countdown begin!

Running like a fox to keep up with me.

2 weeks from today, we'll be waking up in New York City! Our hotel has a view of the Statue and we're a block away from where the WTC was. Can't wait. Roadtrips = yum!

Chelsea Handler is weathered. I read the other day that she's only 35 and I almost fell off my chair. She's comedic but her face is a horror show. She's leathery and orange. I discriminate against the orange. I'm not going to lie.

I've been listening to Duran Duran's "Rio" album on a fairly constant basis lately. I recommend it to all. Lyrical geniuses.

We got some really good news out of the blue yesterday, which is the best kind of good news, in my opinion. I was reminded how lucky we are.

Todd told me that he thinks of me where he hears "She's a Beauty (One In a Million Girls)" by The Tubes. I hate that song but the sentiment was sweet. I'll probably start listening to it in a different way now.

Just woke up from a dream that I was in labor. All laboring moms were wearing hockey jerseys but I hadn't gotten mine yet. I hope I got the Penguins or Sharks, of course.

I think I use the phrase "slash her throat" or "slash their throats" too often. For whatever creepy reason, I like how it sounds.

We have a movie date tomorrow to either see Arthur or Your Highness. I don't expect either to blow my mind but I also don't expect either to rot as hardcore as that Hop nightmare the kid and I saw on Tuesday. Regardless, I lurve the movie theater hardcore! But if it's ad nice as the say weather-wise...maybe the zoo? I expect a great Sunday indeed.

Boots! Reveal yourself!

OK, time to start the day off right...by going back to sleep for a little while. Hey, I work hard while simultaneously growing a young man in my guts. I've earned the right to be lazy!!!

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It doesn't seem right that we fight so the party runs on all night.

First off, I think January Jones looks like she's probably a big jerk.

Secondly, Duran Duran's "Rio" is a fantastic album from start to finish.

Third, nothing is more awesome than finding out your finished basement has flooded after a night jam-packed with hardcore storms! It's 5:00am and Todd and I are sloshing around with shop vacs. It was an all-day ordeal but luckily nothing was totally wrecked, besides us. I almost tore faces off when woken up from an unexpected nap.

Luckily, we had a good weekend as a foundation for dealing with our foundation issues (we HAVE to deal with it since our insurance companies WON'T, jerkfaces).

Saturday Todd planned a date because we had only been seeing each other in quick flashes. Sunday we went to Home Depot (a.k.a. my nightmare, as I hate the smell of lumber) to pick out paint and carpet for our front room/dining room renovation and then stuffed our faces full of breakfast. Mass amounts of blueberry crepes and pancakes gave us the motivation and energy to tear down wallpaper while listen to malt shop oldies! "Not Me" by The Orions is on my list of jams to download.

Man, It just sucks to have 2 large areas of Castle Grayskull torn apart...and moist.

Round ligament pain sucks, too. Grrrrrr.

51 days to NYC. 51 days to NYC. 51 days to NYC. 51 days to NYC.

I don't even know what you're thinking. Don't even know what you're drinking but it keeps this Heaven alive.

I think I'm having an allergic reaction to Chlorine which is super awesome because to the outside world, it could appear that I am either cracked out or have mites. Both scenarios are exactly how I want to be seen by the world.

In more exciting and less skin-shreddingly itchy news, I think we're going to New York City for a long weekend in April! Now I've been to NYC many a time but never had what people would call "a blast". And I've never seen the sites! Empire State Building, Ground Zero, Brooklyn Bridge, Statue of Liberty, the MET, etc. I DID see Kim Gordon and Thurston Moore pushing Coco in a stroller...and I saw Nicole Kidman getting into a limo. Regardless...

So this time around, it's all about being touristy and seeing how many ridiculous photos we can take. This trip won't revolve around drinking and bar life so the pregnant broad won't be odd man out. The only things on my personal Road Trip To-Do List are (possibly) see the Addams Family musical, eat at The Jekyll and Hyde Club, get my picture outside Le Bernadin and Parsons, and load up on Presidente to bring back for post-pregnancy!

We have an EXCELLENT tour guide (hooray for John Jackson!) and neither Sharon nor Todd have been to NYC. I love going to new places with Todd. As we were boarding the airplane for our honeymoon, he said we needed to get passports because "...we're totally going to travel the world together". This may be our last adventure together for awhile and it's going to be amazing.

APRIL CAN'T GET HERE SOON ENOUGH!!!

And HEY, what's today?? It's Becky's 40th Birthday!!! Becky kept my head above water, kept me ALIVE, for many years. Anything that I have and everything that I am (the non-scummy parts, at least) I owe to her. I can't possibly put into words how much I appreciate her friendship. So HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS, my friend! I hope someone wraps up the world and gives it to you today!

Two of a billion stars. It means so much to me.

Come on and get here, Halloween!!

Since I'm done with our costumes (in ADVANCE, I can't believe it), I offered some help to Sharon who is also going to a Halloween wedding. She was getting frustrated about her costume and I know what a bummer that can be. But with a little brainstorming, I think we pulled off something better than she had initially planned. She's excited again which makes me excited. I'm glad I could help out.

One of my pals is having a rough time getting into the Halloween spirit. Boo.

It's been a rough year for a lot of people, as I've previously blather. I hope that all changes soon because I hate seeing people with their sad faces on. A friend of some friends is in the hospital on life support. She someone's wife and so young, it's heart breaking. 2010 is GARBAGE. It's almost over, y'all. Fresh start in 2011. Drama-free is the way to be. After all the garbage that's gone on recently, my mom says she more thankful for the blah, boring days where nothing happens. I'm agreeing 100%.

I haven't ended a blog with "LIFE IS GOOD" in awhile...since August 19th! Ouch. But there are a plthora of fun things coming up which will hopefully set the world right. Spontaneous Japanese dinner, Halloween wedding, Trick-or-Treating, engagement bonfire, baby shower for Vincent & Todd's birthday, tattoo cover-up featuring cakes and pies, something special (I'll talk about it later) for my little family, the Fabulous Food Show, hanging with various pals, our traditional Cookie Day...it's all good. It's all great. It's all going to start counter-balancing the junk going on.

Life is on it's way back to good.

Or I'll grab it by the balls and show it whose BOSS!