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I downgraded my Netflix, I downgraded my phone plan, and I've downgraded on Ellen. Who am I becoming? Thrifty and bored.

This is a PSA to say I accept gifts. Baby gifts. Food gifts. Monetary gifts. and clothes that look giant but will probably barely fit me sort of gifts. You can send them all to my attention between now and baby debut time which leads me into accepting free babysitting so I can train for all the races I'll have to make up for missing.

(thanks in advance!)

I should mention that the new camera that was impulsively bought last week was in preperation for a baby blog. I was going to start it this weekend but got a little tied up talking to the Linksys guy on the phone for, oh, my entire life. The good news is I only suffered 4 hours without internet. The bad news is..no baby blog.

There also is no baby blog because I didn't know what to name it. Derek won't let me name the baby anything cool. (right, Derek?) and "I Am Mommy" was already taken. (that's kind of a joke. I would never choose that name but it IS in fact taken and I do read her blog...but only the I am Baker part of it to make myself feel worthless as a woman.) SO maybe the baby blogging will be more of a reality when a baby actually gets here. Until then, I will give you updates on here. Like let you know that the baby likes to jump on my bladder like a tramp (usually just as night or when I "work out") and also does not like it when I try to bend over from my desk chair to pick up candy wrappers that I drop on the floor. (don't you feel like you know him so well now?)

I also want to say a big thanks to everyone at work for going on diets, signing up for half marathons and 5Ks and personal training sessions and becoming healthier people while I show up every Monday a pant size bigger.

I digress. I know you're probably more interested in hearing me talk about how excited I am for American Idol tonight but I got news for you..I'm not! I have slowly been losing interest, even Ellen doesn't do it for me anymore. Listening to mediocre singers sing mediocre versions of The Rolling Stones songs does not make for a good Tuesday night. Although neither did the 20/20 two hour Behind the Scenes of the Bachelor show but I still watched that. Who am I kidding, I'm still going to watch. I just won't be excited about it.

Lastly I want to tell everyone that I stood in an elevator with the door shut for nearly one full minute before thinking to press a button. Also, I spent 2 hours looking for jobs online before I realized I like my job I already have.

Finally you should all know that exactly one year ago I was soaking in the Mexican sun and my discolored arms and memories are all I have to show for it. And Derek I guess.