Today was a pretty nice day weather wise. I’m totally not looking forward to the cold 50 degree weather for the next couple days. That really sucks big time. When you think it’s over here it comes again.

The midwife at my prenatal appointment said I need to work on my diet because I only gained half a pound. What am I suppose to do? I tried following all the suggestions given in the pregnancy magazine on how to eat and I’ve even used their suggested grocery list. I’m defiantly not going to get food stamps or WIC. It’s too much of a hassle and I doubt that they would give me any food stamps anyway based on my income. I rather do without it.

WIC, on the other hand, limits your choices to nasty cereals, too much peanut butter, and cow milk products (which I don’t consume). I drink soy milk and I don’t eat peanut butter like that. Neither does my sons. It would be nice if WIC gave you bread instead of gross cereal, fresh fruit year around instead of fattening juices and your choice of milk. Some people don’t eat milk based products. I certainly don’t and never will.

When I move I might start dating again because I’m tired of the some timely attitude of you know who. I need some one consistent and respectful. Some guy tried to talk to me today, but before he could get started I cut him off with the bitchy phrase, “I’m not interested.” I didn’t care how he took it. I’m tired of these sorry ass guys. The next time around I will be extremely selective. I rather be single and happy than with someone and miserable. Honestly, a guy would have to be a lot more creative than using the tired pickup lines, “How you doing?”, “Where you headed”, etc. I’ve heard all the lines before and to me it makes it like you’re like every other guy.

Well I have to prepare for work tomorrow and get ready for bed. Work seems like that’s the only place I have peace since my cell phone is off. I don’t have to be bothered by anyone’s crap at work, but my own.