Oh yeah, since we were out til 3 or so last night we decided to be bad and miss church this morning, and with the time change it would have been even harder to get up. So at 8 this morning, no it is really 9, we havent officially changed our clocks yet, my dad calls. The man who for years never calls back when he says he will, calls at 9 am on a Sunday morning and you can hear his irritation that we didnt answer on the answer machine, but despite that I am highly impressed that he called, even though I dont know what he wants yet, the fact he picked up the phone and dialed 11 digits is a miracle. Well we see if he calls back.......but who knows, people do change.
Well Our Town went out with a big bang, we sold out of tickets for both performances this weekend, and I must admit they were damn good performances, even my crew listened to me!! And we had a record strike of only about 1 hour. So then we headed to the cast party and it was okay. I think I needed a drink, and well I couldn't have one. I had a rough night and well I could have used something. As if being pregnant isnt enough to mangle your emotions, having to look at barbie doll typish women wearing almost no clothing all evening is a little depressing. Okay I realize I am supposed to gain weight, and heck I am doing good at only having gained about 8 pounds in 5 months so I should be thrilled but knowing that I used to look that good is hard to cope with, no matter whose fault it is, okay I may eat too many cookies, but damnit I'm entitled to eat too!! Just joking. It's worse though when you know your husband can't keep his eyes of certain women, and heck I must admit I could see why, if you are wearing thigh high skirts and knee high leather boots sure you are gonna get someones attention, but when hanging out with mostly married and underage people why bother unless you are one of those types. But oh well. I know who I come home to at night, so I guess for other people they do what they must to get someone to come home with them. At least I will have a goal to lose weight in five months, for right now I dont really have a choice. So hopefully my husband is one of those guys who gets turned on by pregnant women, and so far so good, but I must admit I can't imagine how I will be when I get really fat, I myself wouldnt be attracted to a cow so why expect someone else to be? Well I guess I can live for a few months of being fat, but after that I think I will work a lot harder at losing the weight. Cause even more than I hate women who looks like barbies, I hate women who have four kids and look like popsicle sticks. But I guess this is all just pregnancy hormones talking ,but if I didnt write or say something I would cry myself right into a bowl of peanut butter ice cream.......