Memememememe (which means I don’t have to come up with something clever to post about today and I don’t have to remind you that I’m still pregnant!)
Posted by Isabel on April 14th, 2006. Filed under: I was tagged, The King, We're having a baby.I had a doctor’s appointment yesterday. I think the doctor gasped out loud when she found out that I’ve been working all week. Which means that today is officially my.last.day!
An induction has been scheduled for Sunday. The King and I will be “on call” that day until they are ready for us.
My Mom arrives tomorrow.
Thanks to Frema for giving me something post about today. Frema, you are my hero.
Six Weird Things About Isabel:
1- I check the shower when I get home. You know, to make sure that someone isn’t hiding in there, ready to pounce and kill/rape/harm/maim me. You think I’m kidding? I’m not. This is a new thing since we’ve moved into our apartment. Not sure where it came from. But I’m pretty sure it constitutes for a “weird thing”.
2- This is something that I don’t usually tell people. Until I’ve known them for a long time. And can trust them. Can I trust you? Okay. I have no nasal septum. None at all. Maybe I did at one point. But I don’t anymore. I discovered this one day in the shower when I was about 24. It freaks me out. It freaks The King out. It would freak you out. I have seen a doctor about it and there is nothing they can do for me. All he said was to lay off the coke. Um, okay. I will continue laying off the coke.
3- When I wake up in the middle of the night and have trouble sleeping, I do the alphabet in my head. Backwards. I’ve gotten pretty good at it, so it isn’t as hard as it used to be. But it still can put me to sleep. Try it, you might like it.
4- I didn’t know there was a difference between a car that had a manual transmission or an automatic. Even after I got my driver’s license. I had just always seen my parents drive manuals, so that’s really all I knew about. I can only drive manuals. Driving an automatic is too hard for me.
5- In my younger days I had a goal to kiss a boy who’s name started with every letter in the alphabet. (What is it with me and the alphabet?) Oh there was an actual list, that I kept updated. I had a lot of “J’s” and “K’s”, but that “Y” is a killer. I threw the list away right before I moved out to Seattle to marry The King. (Does this constitute as “weird” or just “slutty”?)
6- I always have a tissue with me. Always. I tell The King that it’s what I like about being me. I never have to worry about not having a tissue. (This may relate to #2 and my “nose issues”.) I keep them in my pants pocket, my purse, my desk drawer, my bedside table, even my pajamas pocket. This really isn’t the “weird” part. The “weird” part is that they aren’t necessarily clean tissues. I use them until they are dead. Which is super gross. The King hates, hates, hates it. He’s always is telling me to “throw that damn snot rag away!”
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And because I have the same fear as Frema and just can’t bring myself to post more than once a day, here’s the e-mail exchange between The King and I this morning in regards to the Lotto pool we do at work:
The King: Get us in on that Lotto. And maybe get us our own ticket too. It’s up there now. Up there. What an awesome way to start the kid’s life… rich.
Isabel: I only have $3 and that’s for lunch. I had to buy deodorant this morning.
The King: You better get 20 bucks out of the bank then. It’s an investment, baby. Lottery addiction needs to be fed, not starved. If you’re really going to be a lottery player, you need to understand that it’s about sacrifice.
Isabel: Is that why Jesus likes it? Because he’s into sacrifice?
The King: I guess. You’d have to ask him. As long as he doesn’t have the winning number, we’re cool. Real, hardcore players use their lunch money to buy tickets. That’s all I’m saying. It’s an easy decision for them, between the chance of winning $220MM and smelling like Teen Spirit. You’re competing with a group of very serious players in this game and you need an edge if you want to win.
I just want to know when I became so “hardcore” in my life.
April 14th, 2006 at 10:23 am
What I want to know, is what you were doing when you found out you have no nasal septum… hmmmmmm??
April 14th, 2006 at 10:25 am
Elisette….it’s a fun story that involves a steamy shower, acrylic finger nails and a very distraught phone call to my Mother. Very distraught.
April 14th, 2006 at 10:56 am
OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH! You get to be induced on SUNDAY?!?! That is so awesome! (and I’m totally jealous!) Enjoy the next few days – and by enjoy, I mean hurry up Sunday!!
April 14th, 2006 at 11:12 am
Good luck! Hope all goes well Sunday.
My hubby also has no nasal septum…so you are not alone.
Weirdos….just kidding!
April 14th, 2006 at 11:31 am
I am so freaked out by the many *weird* things we have in common. I started reciting the ABC’s backwards in elementary school to give me something to do while I waited for all of the other kids to finish their SAT’s. I don’t have a tissue fetish, but I do have a strange habit of stealing a large stack of napkins everytime I go to a fast food restaurant. I have them in my purse, my car, my house…And I have no idea why I do it!
I have a nasal septum, but my mother-in-law doesn’t! Her doctor told her it’s from shaken baby syndrome-hopefully yours is caused by something else.
April 14th, 2006 at 11:35 am
Now whenever you say “hardcore,” I’m going to think of your mother encouraging the hardcore, labor-inducing sex. Fabulous.
April 14th, 2006 at 11:44 am
I think your six things is the most interesting I’ve read so far! I check the shower of whatever bathroom I’m in, when I’m in it, but not necessarily when I get home. It drives my husband nuts that I leave the shower curtain open all the time, but it’s just easier for me to see in that way and I have much less anxiety. Showers are scary to me ever since I watched the Shining and the bathtub woman appeared. Freaked me out. Good luck on Sunday!!!
April 14th, 2006 at 12:21 pm
I totally understand the shower thing, too. I have shower doors though, so I think I’ll be able to hear it if someone tries to step out of there to kill me.
I’m with Frema — as soon as I read “hardcore” all I could think of was the advice your mom gave you. That’s going to stick with ALL of us for some time to come.
And yes, enjoy your weekend! By the time it’s over you’ll have a little child to hold in your arms! I hope it goes as smoothly for you as it did for Erika! (And can’t wait to see pictures! hint hint!)
April 14th, 2006 at 12:50 pm
No nasal septum?? Does that mean you could put a finger in one side and touch the other side??
April 14th, 2006 at 1:14 pm
I never have tissue. Not even in my classroom, where kids are always asking for tissue. I always have to send them to the bathroom to get TP to blow their noses. I really should go get some tissue.
You’re having a baby soon. Wow. Good luck!
April 14th, 2006 at 1:31 pm
and the answer is, slutty
April 14th, 2006 at 3:41 pm
I check the shower too. All the damn time. Even just the act of checking scares me too, because my brain seems to expect to find some scary serial killer in there, who was just waiting for me to check behind the curtain to find him. Sort of makes me wish I only had a standalone tub and could only take baths.
Good luck for Sunday!
April 14th, 2006 at 5:13 pm
That nasal thing IS wierd. A friend of mine found out she had no sinus cavitities in her face. So yes, I can totally believe ya.
Yeay baby comes on Sunday at latest. Yeay!!!!!
And I hope ya’ll win the lotto!
April 14th, 2006 at 5:39 pm
I dont just look in my shower, if I have to use the bathroom at someone else’s house? I always look in their shower too.
April 14th, 2006 at 6:55 pm
Oh man, I just had to check my nose to make sure I have a nasal septum (I do.) I’m surprised no doctor ever realized it before then.
I had to laugh about the closet door thing when you commented on my site — I am the same way, but unfortunately we have a broken closet door in our bedroom and now J’s closet remains permanently open. It bugs me so much.
Wishing you all the best on Sunday. I’ll be checking back to hear all about the baby!!
April 14th, 2006 at 7:59 pm
Hey, I checked the shower when I lived in an apartment, too! I think now that we have two dogs, I don’t worry so much.
I’ll be thinking about you on Sunday. You’re posting pictures from the hospital, right???? You can’t disappoint us you know
April 14th, 2006 at 9:05 pm
An Easter Baby! I’ll be wishing you the best on Zombie Jesus day!
April 14th, 2006 at 9:09 pm
Sunday!! How exciting for you! Good luck.
April 14th, 2006 at 11:30 pm
I always check my shower every time I go into the bathroom… I also always check my backseat while getting into my car, and I honestly think it’s a very smart thing to do, because how many ladies have not checked those places and gotten killed/raped/harmed/maimed? This just proves it pays to be paranoid.
April 15th, 2006 at 12:04 am
You are too funny. And, I think number 5 just means you are creative.
April 15th, 2006 at 7:53 am
I do the shower thing, too. Or, I used to but I forgot once the bathrooms were upsairs.
And now I’m paranoid again.
Sending good “water breaks just before induction” thoughts your way.
April 15th, 2006 at 5:34 pm
Just wanted to wish you best of luck in case you end up being induced tomorrow! Actually, best of luck in any delivery scenario on any day! Glad to know you’ll have the King at your side. It will be the best day ever…even with the pain. I promise!
April 16th, 2006 at 12:45 am
Happy Easter and Good Luck with everything, that might happen today!
April 16th, 2006 at 6:31 am
OH MY GOD YOU ARE HAVING THE BABY TODAY?!?!?!? (if not already) YAY!!!
April 16th, 2006 at 10:29 am
Just wanted to say that I’m thinking of you…and Happy Baby Day!
April 16th, 2006 at 11:05 am
I bet you’ve had your boy!!! Happy Easter!
April 16th, 2006 at 7:24 pm
Wait, you’re pregnant?! I had NO idea!
April 16th, 2006 at 8:23 pm
I stumbled upon your blog from Frema’s and I’m glad I did. What a great meme post!
When I was tagged by Frema, I was a tad nervous about the honesty of stating the weird things about me. Thanks for sharing. 
April 17th, 2006 at 8:29 am
Ha, I check the shower too. And under the bed. And maybe the closet if the door is ajar. Am a freak. Also, #6? I may know someone who does that. And by “know” of course I mean “be.” Maybe.
April 18th, 2006 at 11:25 am
That was an incredible list!
I don’t think your goal of kissing boys A through Z is slutty. They do a hell of a lot worse these days. It reminds me of twisting the stem of an apple while saying the alphabet. When the stem broke, the letter that you were on was the boy’s initial that you would one day marry. You MUST have played that alphabet game!