Sunday, April 22, 2007

Zoe's Song

Had a little pregnancy scare. FYI, it's important to drink water like a fish to avoid too many premature contractions. (and it helps to know what is normal and what is not) I 'made up' a little song to keep Zoe and me focused. I've improved it a little here, so when I go to sing it again I'll have a few more lyrics. I believe you'll be able to pick up the tune:

Risin' up, straight to the top
Gotta gut, got the glory
We go the distance, now we're back on our feet
the Baby and her Mama will survive

It seems right now, it happens too fast
Oh please just stay right where you are
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive


It's the eye of the tiger (fibroid), it's the primitive fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our fibroids
And the last known survivor kicks her mom in the night
And she's watchin' us all in the -rhythmic guitar lick- eye of the tiger (fibroid)

Thursday, April 19, 2007

P.S.

OK so I missed a few of the details on the train story, due to my myopic and winded state. I found this out once I found the news story. The actual misquote would have been attributable to Bombardier guy Spurr. What he REALLY didn't say was "We will provide the products and cervixes that you need to create a transit system that drives progress in this developing region." I'll be calling on him around Labor Day. My developing region is burgeoning, to say the least.

"Mother in Training"

The pregnancy gods rewarded me today for good behavior. I have been sporadically visiting the gym at my place of employment, and doing a cursory 15 minutes on the bike for the health of all involved. I managed to haul myself again in today. I was rewarded for my efforts by the close-captioning on one of the TV's at work. The KSL news was on, giving info about the new Front Runner service and their plans to refurbish some old trains. Interested, I pulled my glasses out of the tray on the workout bike just in time to read the captioning about the new trains. According to the captioning, this group Bombardier is very excited to provide this new public transit for all and they are even providing 'all of the necessary cervixes' to run the train. If that's any kind of omen for the size of my baby, I may have to call upon UTA for a few of their spare cervixes.... :)

more than a passing resemblance?