Only so much I can handle.....

So, I went to the 'n'th baby shower this year out of 'n'. I'm saying 'n' because there has been too many to keep track. Anyhow, I went to a suburb of Chicago and stayed with my pregnant friend on bedrest (it was her shower), another pregnant friend and another friend who has a 2 year old. I love them dearly and I think it is wonderful that they have/ are having children and feel the need to talk about pregnancy constantly, but I don't know how much more I can take. This is all I have heard about for the last year from SO many of my friends. Luckily, a few of my friends were also in town for unrelated reasons, so I was able to get away Saturday night. I had dinner at a former co-workers house. Getting together again with some folks I hadn't seen in a long time was fantastic! I had such a wonderful time talking about everything BUT pregnancy. It also made me again realize how much I want to move back to Chicago. This recurs every time I go back. I am always so happy when I am there. I know some great people and there are some great places to go, it is just such a different feeling for me. Sometimes I wish that I had never moved back home, but I know that I was supposed to, because I would never have met my husband otherwise. So, now I just drop hints about going back. He's such a good sport, too, and never tells me 'no'. I could pull it off if I keep working on him....

One of the funniest things we did at Rhonda's house on Saturday was watch the video from her daughter's wedding reception. I realize that this sounds completely horrible, but it was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. Her son-in-law is Dutch and apparently there must be some kind of custom that lays out that you have to sing a half hour long song to embarass the groom. His relatives had this song about all of his past girlfriends and the words were typed out and passed out to everyone at the reception. So, the guy videotaping zooms in on Rhonda's daughter as she reads the words to the song and perfectly captures the look on her face as she tries to figure out what it all means. You then see her new husband try to distract her from reading it and tries to get it away from her. Words cannot describe the hilarity of this unplanned scene from the evening. The videographer also zooms in on people as they have conversations. You can't hear anything, but it is still priceless.

All in all, good weekend. Now I am home again with my puppies and my hubby and tired and ready to go to bed!

The TV Writer Strike

Today I was informed of the television writer strike. At first, we were discussing NBC shows, so I was naturally upset because that is the network that has The Office, Scrubs and Heroes. This turned into utter shock and despair when my co-worker friends informed me that "no, it isn't just all the NBC writers, it is ALL writers! What don't you understand about all???"
"WHAT?????" is my response. What the heck am I going to do? My life almost revolves around the weekly storylines and drama that television can bring me. My own life is just not that interesting, so I need it to bring me into a more interesting life.
Maybe I could be a TV writer??? I like writing, I like stories, I like being funny, why not? It probably won't ever happen. Honestly, I just hope the writers don't stay on strike. Give them what they want, please!!!! My life can't go on without new plots!