2 1/2 Days!

WOW! I can't believe it. I only have 2 1/2 days to go! I am sooooo ready. There is still a lot to be done at the house, but at this point I just want this little guy out of me. It has been a lot of fun being pregnant, but most of all it has been uncomfortable. I just have to keep telling myself that it is a small sacrifice for what is about to be the best day of my life. Elissa, me, bringing life into this world, it is so surreal.
Allan is super excited. He felt so let down when the Doctor could not give us the exact time that Peyton would be born. I tried to explain to him that it just does not work that way. He is so confused as to how he is going to let his family know when to be there. I told him that I think that will be the last thing on his mind at that point in time. Besides, I am sure that everyone will be camped out from Dawn to Dusk waiting and pacing impatiently. I don't think that I would be terribly sad for Geki (Allan's Grandmother) to miss the opportunity of barging in the birthing room and filming the whole thing! You think I'm kidding, then you don't know Geki!
My Dad is flying in from Cancun that morning and is begging me to hold Peyton in until he gets there. Once again, I tried to explain to my Dad that it doesn't quite work that way, but I would do my best.
Well, next time I write I guess I will be a Mommy! How strange that feels.

The Handicapped Stall

Allan and I went on an adventure this past Friday. We drove all of the way to Slidell, LA. to get a check cashed. This was the closest Chase bank that we could find and our local bank wanted to hold the check for 7 to 10 days for some ungodly reason. Once we got the check cashed, which was practically a miracle once it was said and done with, we were starving. We headed back in the direction of Mobile and ended up at the Hollywood Casino in Bay St. Louis (which turns out was totally out of the way) to stand in a line for an hour just to eat Snow Crab until our eyes popped out. We definitely got our money's worth, at least until we got home and it all went down the toilet, if you get my drift. I, being 9 months preggo, needed to use the little girl's room before we left the casino. Of course all of the stalls were full, but one.... dundundun.... the handicapped stall. Well, I thought to myself, "maybe I should wait for another stall to come available, but then again, my current situation is kind of a handicapped one". So, in I walked, set down my wallet and phone on the diaper changer, and proceeded to accomplishing what I had gone there for. Just as I was trying to finish up, of course the one time in my life that I had second thoughts about entering the HC stall.... (enter old lady with a walker, a mean disposition, and the need for a toilet).....

OL (old lady): Every time I come in here there is someone in that Damn Handicapped stall! I see feet under there! Hello? (bang, bang, bang) Is there someone in there?

Me: Yes, ma'am. I am so sorry, all of the other stalls were full.

OL: Yeah, Yeah.

Me: I am almost done. It's just that the toilet paper is stuck and I can't get any to come out at all. (It really was! I had my hand all of the way up in the dispenser and at the same time was praying that it wouldn't get stuck up there. Panic struck. I just knew this lady was about to go seek out the Manager.)

OL: Oh, great! Well, I guess while I am waiting for YOU, I will get some toilet paper from one of these EMPTY stalls. (By this time everyone but a couple of people had cleared out.)

Me: Oh, here it comes, I got it. (Victory, thank you Jesus!)

OL: Oh good, so are you almost done in there?

Me: Yes, ma'am. Here I come now.
I then came out and held the stall door open for her. She was a witch of a woman and it didn't help that she probably arrived at the casino on one of those charter buses full of old people.
Next thing I knew, I heard my named being yelled from the other side of the bathroom by a stranger.

Me: Yes, that's me, I am Elissa.

Stranger: Your Husband is out there looking for you. He says that he has been waiting for a while.
Great, Allan! Thanks a lot. Now everyone in there thinks that I have been playing a different kind of Craps this whole time.

Me: Okay, thanks.
I rush out the door.

Allan: (rolling his eyes) Where in the Hell have you been?

Me: Where does it look like I have been? In the bathroom!

Allan: What took so long, I have been waiting out here forever. I got worried and started to think that you had gone wondering off without me. Where is your stuff?

Me: Oh no! I left it in that stall.... with the old lady... oh no. That means I have to go back in there and talk to her again.

Allan: What? Just go get your stuff.
So, I walk back in the bathroom and say politely...

Me: Ma'am, I left my wallet and phone on the diaper changer in there. Would you hand them to me?

OL: Are you kidding? I can't reach that. You will just have to wait like I waited on YOU!

About 5 minutes later, out comes the old crotchety lady and I run in after her to get my stuff. Man, did she ever stink up that stall! Yuck!
Needless to say, I will think twice about using a HC stall next time, especially in a casino. What a disaster that turned out to be. And, I hope I don't see that old lady in an abandoned parking lot anytime soon. I am not opposed to hitting an old person.... with my car.

The Most Important Birthday

Well, my Doctor has decided to go ahead and induce me on the 17th of this month. This is 4 days earlier than my actual due date, which is fine by me! The sooner I can get this little guy off my innards the better. The best thing about Peyton coming on the 17th is that the 17th is also my Birthday. This will be the biggest and best Birthday present that a person could ever ask for. I will be exactly 27 years older than my baby boy. My last day at work will be the 16th and I will check into the hospital that night. Allan and I are both ecstatic! I will have to post pictures ASAP.

Huck "The Killer Dog"

<----He looks like a killer, doesn't he!

I don't know who to feel more sorry for, Huck, Macy, Myself, or my poor Husband. I got home from work around 6:45 yesterday evening and Allan made me sit on the couch and told me he had some bad news for me. Of course, I immediately started freaking out and letting my pregnant hormones get the best of me. He said, "He didn't mean to, he was just playing, but Huck hurt Macy (my 6 year old cat) really bad today and she died." A couple of characteristics about both animals that you have to know are:
1. Huck absolutely loves cats. I mean he is pretty much obsessed with them. Especially when they are scared of him and won't go near him.
2. Macy was scared of everyone and everything, except for me. She spent her entire life hiding out under a bed. She would only come out if I was the only one around.
So, you can imagine the scenario. Macy was hiding out in the baby's room and Allan wanted her out of there. Allan began shooing her out and in struts Huck. He wanted so badly to play with Macy and was very excited that she was actually out in the open. Allan said the next thing he knew Macy had gone screeching under Huck's legs and into the living room. Well, all it took was one second for Huck to pounce on that poor kitty. She ran and hid behind the couch. When Allan went to check on her, she had already passed away. All I can say is, thank God that I was not there to witness this! Allan buried her and took all of her belongings out of the house. Allan and Macy had a mutual hate for one another, so for him to go to all that trouble really meant a lot to me. He is the best. He just let me cry my eyes out on his shoulder all night long. Today, I feel better about all of it. It was really sad that things had to happen that way, but everything does happen for a reason. With a new baby about to be here, Allan was not thrilled with having a cat, who shed constantly, in the house. I am sure it was all God's perfect timing. But, I do miss her. I will post a picture of that pretty girl as soon as I can.
Just because I don't want to forget: My top 3 favorite things about Macy were......
3. She would sneak into our room at night while Allan and the dogs were still up watching TV
and snuggle with me
2. How retarded she was b/c she was an inbreed from Magen Quiroz parent's house - they
always had like 100 cats running around that were not fixed. They had a new litter of kittens
just about every 6 weeks and they were all each other's brother, sister, mama, daddy, cousin,
and lover.
1. I could always coax her out of her hiding place by singing to her. I know that is weird, but I
swear it is true. :)
And, the top 3 things that I will not miss about Macy are.....
3. She shed more than any other cat that I have ever known
2. Finding a lump of barf stuck in the carpet somewhere was never a surprise.
1. She was so hairy that she always had dingle berries! Gross, but true. I had to get her
behind shaved on a regular basis.