Procrastination is like...

It’s really hard to sit down and write a final paper when you feel endlessly out of practice writing anything academic. How did this happen?!?! (desperately pulls at hair...)


I used to be able to churn out papers in a night, sometimes without even losing any sleep. Yeah, granted, they were short 3-7 pagers, but still. A 15-25 pager should, by the same math, only take about 5 days, right? I mean, at the most. I’ve chugged out a few 10 pagers in one night before as well (*hopes parents, teachers, and future employees don’t read this…). They weren’t all great – but hey, turning something in and passing is better than the alternative….

Yet here I am, almost 3 weeks before this report is due, trying to write something genius, and kind of drawing a blank. Project Management. Hmm. I already have a problem statement, and I’m writing out the project. I feel fairly comfortable in the material. So fingers, work your magic! – Type out 15 pages of intelligence!
Desperately seeking inspiration. Until then – I may go clean something, take a walk, watch tv, read some blogs, and make some lists about what I’m going to write about

Weekly Roundup

Selections of what I did this week

• Slept a whole lot - baking a baby inside you is tiring
• Had a girls night at my house to watch the Paradise Hotel finale
• Saw Elias Ehlers do standup at Reciprokken - friday bar at the technical school - He was funny
• Saw my adorable beyond words nieces and their parents.
• Finally got to try out the playground by our house (I've been waiting for kids to visit us - I thought it would be slightly creepy if I played there by myself...)

Are you afraid of the dark?

I mean, it's not that I'm afraid of the dark. No, definately not. It's just that I don't like to watch scary movies. In fact, I actively choose not to watch them. I also find myself avoiding shows like CSI when I'm home alone. It's just because... you know, they seem so much more real when you're home alone and your brain has been filled with rapists, gangfights, ghosts, burglars, murderers, and hauntings....

Like last night, the highlight of my night should have been spending the evening with the girls, eating lasagna and watching the Paradise Finale (and it was, really!). But then we accidentally watched "Ånderne - Vender Tilbage" - a show about people who feel haunted in thieir homes and then a medium visits them and knows all this crap about them and then gets rid of the ghosts, usually - and I definately don't believe in that stuff. It's kind of like horoscopes, natural remedies and stuff.

I really want not to believe in it. My brain knows that statistics and so on tells me that it's just not real - like the medium on the show definately could just have known about this family since she was from the area. They were probably just being robbed. et Cetera. et Cetera.

For some reason though, I still found myself avoiding getting up and going to the bathroom last night when I woke up at about 3 AM. Do you know how hard that is for a pregnant lady?

So yeah. I'm definately not afraid of the dark. Just the scary things that hide in the dark. And ghosts. Even thought they totally don't exist.


In other news, tomorrow I get to play aunt Christine to my adorable little nieces. Yippity Yay.

Vacation ideas

Florida - November 2005
My munchkin by the water

For one of the first times I can remember, I am now facing a summer without a vacation destination. I probably won't be leaving the country (unless it's to go shopping in Flensborg), and won't even be camping or staying at a beach house.

• We have better/other things to spend our money on
• It's not practical - I can't fly - and we can't know what my health/condition will be like in July and August.

The most exciting plans include a bit of travelling around Denmark to visit family members. Not that that can't be fun too!

We're thinking Sonderborg for 'ringridning' - it's been about 10 years since I last went, and boy has never experienced it. We're thinking Copenhagen to visit boys family and the adorable little nieces, and possibly something touristy in CPH? And of course, a trip to my grandparents beachhouse to visit, as well as getting our home ready for a third inhabitant.

If anyone has exciting, pregnant-friendly (and cheap/budget-friendly) ideas for things to do in Odense, Sonderborg, or Copenhagen, all ideas are welcome!

Flashback Thursday - Vacation Edition

One of my only regrets from the college days (you know, if I believed in regrets...) would be never going on "Spring Break woohoo." I did, however, go on Spring Break. With addyday #2, Erin, Cari, and some others. And it was fun, too. I wouldn't have done without it. It just wasn't "wooohoo."

Todays flashback goes back to March of junior year, to the Florida Keys, to scuba diving...

Let's go back, shall we? Back to the year 2008:

A few pictures from the resort

A few of our group getting ready for dinner time

Daytrip to Key West and the Southernmost Point of the US.

Key West - watching the Cruise ship take off,

Crazy weather, crazy pretty water.

It's not even that I'm really the "Spring break woohoo" type - it's just that now it's too late to go on a vacation based only on drinking and partying. (Although - I really don't think I'm missing all that much).

Things I would tweet if I actually used Twitter

I made it a point over a few days to write down some things I would have tweeted if I used Twitter, and now I'm considering starting using it again - although possibly that's just a really poor idea, because it would just make me sound really crazy, and also because I don't really know anyone who uses twitter and no one would ever read my crazy/genious statements


Second most read article on jp.dk right now “Man caught having sex with pony.”

Did you know Denmark is the only country in the world in which it is (still?) legal to have sex with animals?

Sometimes a word document asks me if I want to save my changes when I don’t remember making any changes. This makes me suspicious. Like there are tiny unicorns making changes in my documents when I’m not watching.

Somewhere, someone is having a lot of fun kicking me off the internet every 5 minutes. This is making me want to punch something. Or someone.

I really need to get a haircut. Why I am too cheap to spend 50$ on a haircut? Who wants to trim my hair for me?

The only times I wish I wasn’t pregnant: when shopping or daydreaming about cute summer outfits. And: sitting in the backyard in the sun, grilling, and everyone around me opens an ice-cold beer.

I like Cookies.

Seriously, the boy opened a beer nearby me the other day, and never has a Slotspilsner ever smelled so good.

Am I crazy? I can’t even keep plants alive. Poor Little Dude.

That’s a lie. I’ve kept a cactus alive now for 3 months. I kept a little tree/love fern alive for longer than that (it’s name was Benji – like Benjamin from “How to lose a guy in 10 days)
Cookies for you if you understand the reference.

The cats ate the love fern though, so I feel like I can only take partial blame for that one. Although, what kind of mother would I be if I let the cats eat my baby?

The cats also ate my betta fish – Sebastian.

His replacement was named Joebama Flacco – because he was purple (like the Ravens) and the Ravens were in the playoffs. And because I got him on inauguration day in 2009.

The cactus has been named Svenning. Like the news reporter on TV2 – he reported from the earthquake in Japan (Svenning Dalgaard).

“Apparently Obama’s birth certificate was bin Ladins last horcrux” – Gotta love a Harry Potter reference.

Boy put down veto on the name Svenning for a baby though, so I used it for the cactus. HAHA!

 
Good thing we don't own cats.

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I'm trying to expand - or, well, I'm trying to become even more of a Blogger Geek. So you can now follow me on Bloglovin.


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Have I distracted you with this cute ducky picture?

Mah Belly! 26+ weeks

It's been a while since I spammed belly pictures, so here we go, fresh pictures taken just this morning.

26 weeks + a few days

26 weeks plus a few days

So no, I'm not really that huge but I definately feel and see the difference.


After the jump, a few pictures that I forgot to post last week......