Preggo Pick-Me-Up

It's about that time when folks get really SAD (seasonal affective disorder). More than a few friends are ready to bust out and re-locate to costa rica and join the peace corps. One in particular has been having some rough days, bursting into tears at a moments notice. It may have more to do with hormones than dreary weather, but she's in need of some pick me up tips asap for her well-being and her babe to be.

You see, I currently have four friends that are pregnant. Seeing as how my usual advice - to make lemonade and add vodka when life gives you lemons - won't apply to them for the next few months, I had to think of some mood-lifters in crappy weather/times:

Vodka.

Oh wait. Strike that from the record.

Laughter.

Be it from TV, movies, friends, books, co-workers, etc., laughter always puts you in a better mood. Regardless of the weather.

Sun breaks.

I know for me, even three days away from the gray skies and piles of dirty snow on the ground was a complete mood lifter. I really think the trip was medically necessary for my mental and physical health. It's hard to not get sick from the constantly freezing temperatures and snowy walkways.

If you can't take a sun break in the near future, create your own sun vacay at home. Grab some non-alcoholic margarita mix, coronas (only if you are in your 3rd trimester), chips & salsa, a kiddie pool, pics of the beach, Bob Marley cds, and slap on a sun dress or maybe even a bathing suit. Yes, you will look utterly insane, but you should be laughing extremely hard at yourself by this time as you look in the mirror and take in your futile attempt to convince yourself summer is coming. Just picturing my super-pregnant friend in a bright red bikini with an umbrella hat in her apartment in Brooklyn is making me giggle. And I'm not even SAD! =)

Food.

This is the one time in your life when you can gorge on any and every comfort food you ever desired and not be judged. You'll be paying for it with extra long post-partum work-outs at the gym, but for now, get to grubbin'. I bet you'll feel much better when you are sipping some super rich hot chocolate followed by a philly cheesesteak. You'll be in a food coma soon enough and will forget all about the depressing weather outside.

Hope this helps! Off to happy hour. :)

KelleBelle

More Random Thoughts

If it looks like a killer, acts like a killer, and has killer in its name...don't f*ck with it.

I grew up at the beach, love aquariums, and have been to SeaWorld many times. In fact, up until the age of 8 I legitimately set my sights at being a mermaid as my career goal. However, I have always respected the ocean and feared it. Stepping on a sand shark as a child can do that to ya. Look, I feel awful for the family of the trainer that was pulled to her death yesterday by a killer whale during a performance at SeaWorld, but let's be real. It's a killer whale. Hello. Combine anything with "Killer" in front of it and captivity, and this is what happens (ps this was the third death this whale caused).

Now excuse me while I harvest honey for my tea from some killer bees. Mmm deathly.

Movie snooze.

I finally saw Avatar. I'm not sure if the extreme hype affected me or what, but I don't see what's all the hub bub. It was entertaining, but so was Jurassic Park, The Matrix, and Alien. I do love that phony ponies played a major role in the flick! I wonder where the studio got the hair from. Probably Star Beauty Supply on Crenshaw and Normandie.

News snooze.

While home in Cali for a much needed sun break I noticed the striking difference between what is considered "top news" in LA and in Pittsburgh. Here were the first four "top" news stories:

1. Extensive coverage of the Tiger news conference.
2. Rain possibly in the forecast. (Ooh scary! B please.)
3. Kim Kardashian did an in-store to debut her "celebrity" cupcake: pink vanilla frosting.
4. Hemp Con 2010.

I think by the 20 minute mark or so they finally touched on the health care bill debate, jobless rates, and the upcoming gubernatorial race.

In contrast, Pittsburgh evening news usually leads with a combination of the following (at least these last few months):

1. Snow.
2. More Snow.
3. Awful road conditions causing accidents due to the never-ending snow.
4. Snow.

Then they'll get to local crime and national news, but not before they talk about hockey and football.

Thanks for letting me ramble. I needed a brain break. Back to the grind...

Smooches,

KB

Random Thoughts

Tiger broke his silence today. And said nothing. Snooze. But yo T - ease up on the little debbie snacks while you're holed up in the crib avoiding the paps. No one wants to see a chubby cheetah. A muscular man-whore is much easier to watch.

In double standard news, a small plane crashed into a building in Austin, TX yesterday. The pilot was allegedly aiming for the IRS which occupies a few floors of the building. To quote Mr. Jake A. McKenzie: "Why won't they call this white dude what he is: a terrorist."

In the latest observation of the wack side of Pittsburgh, my fav gal pal and I had a random, hilarious conversation Wednesday evening reflecting on the lame nick-names folks out here go by, and the vanilla government names behind the cornball made up monikers. To give you a few examples:

"Knowledge" is a thick white boy with Heavy-D esque eyeglasses (shaded a bit) and an edged up beard. Real name: Matt.

"Image" is a passive black man with dreads and an odd sense of humor. Real name: Billy.

"Free" - Unless he stans for 106 & Park or is recently out on bail, I don't get it. Real name: Walter.

"Black" is extremely high yellow. So shouldn't his name be..."Beige"? Real name: unknown. Likely Gilroy or Stacey.

With the help of Bob, said gal pal and I (both having vanilla government names) anointed ourselves Glitter (her) and Glam (me). We plan on getting bedazzled jackets and airbrushed t-shirts with our kick-ass new nick names emblazoned across them once we find a swapmeet out here that can provide such services.

Xoxo,

Glam