mumsy

One day, I may get married. However, I’m not sure that I’m going to be doing that anytime soon. Even though a lot of people may think that I should be looking to settle down, being twenty-four and having two children… I’m not sure that settling down right now would be such a good idea. Although I know that a lot of people anxiously and eagerly look forward to their wedding day and the idea of settling down with someone that they love, I’ve never yearned for that. I don’t know why, but the idea of spending the rest of my life legally bound to someone actually scares me. I’ve gotten into so many relationships feeling the fire and the spark that come with dating someone new, but that always fades — and rather quickly. I’m usually left in a relationship that I’m not sure about with someone who wants to be in it more than me.

I suppose it’s good that I’m waiting on buying wedding invitations, then. If I find it so disorienting taking a promise ring, I don’t see myself being able to take an engagement ring well. Although I might like the idea of rings and other pretty things because they look nice, I know that one does not belong on my hand now… and probably not any time soon.

Some of my friends and I have been discussing the many mysteries behind Tila Tequila’s supposed pregnancy, and I couldn’t help but want to write something about it here. Not only has she changed who the baby’s presumptive father is so many times that I’ve lost count, but she’s also changed how far along she is once or twice as well. Not only that, but at going on four months, she’s barely showing — I mean that in the regard that sometimes she can stick out her stomach, especially to show the paparazzi when they want to do a piece on her, but other times there is absolutely no stomach there to speak of. Obviously, normal pregnant women can’t do that. On top of things, she’s also claimed that her “new” due date is in December, even though she’s been telling us that she was pregnant since last November and already knows the child’s sex. I think I’m going to stop following this train wreck, because now it’s just depressing.

I won’t touch how she claimed the “blob” on her sonogram was a thirteen-week-old fetus.

Pee-Pee TeePee Tinkle Toppers -Green Football- SET OF 6

I was doing a search for cloth diapers, and somehow this managed to come up in my search. No offense, but I would be more inclined to use a Dixie cup if I felt like I had to grab something to shield myself against the inevitable spraying that almost all boy babies do. I do not need any special “toppers” that are only going to be useful for the first year of baby’s life to commemorate the fact that I’ve given birth to a healthy boy.

Apparently Jason was looking for Spongebob in the bucket, so I decided to snap a picture of it while I could. Personally, I think James is going to have the best big brother ever. I wish I had a big brother like Jason. Even though I do have an older brother, I don’t know him that well because I’ve never really met him. Maybe I’ll look for him someday…