the snapping of liederhosen

tomorrow night is harpoon's oktoberfest. for those non-bostonians out there, it is a party held at harpoon's local brewery, and it is a delightful evening of ridiculously strong and very fresh beer. and hot dogs. and liederhosen.
last year was a mighty wreck of drunkosity. there were men in liederhosen. my friend snapped their liederhosen like they were rubber bands. it was amazing. sadly, will my impending labor and major pregnosity, i don't think i can go. i have been told that through the miracle of technology, i will be sent video of all the highlights throughout the night. i don't know if it will be the same....
have i admitted to my 20 hr work week? yeah, i am only work half days now, with fridays off. this is a luxury i have not experienced in years. and i suppose it might do me well to relax these next couple of days. because soon, and don't think i am not panicking because i am, i will soon have a child that will allow zero relaxation. maybe. all i know is that when my boss came back from his paternity leave (two weeks at home with the new kid) he looked like a mack truck had run over his body a zillion times. oof.
i hope to soon have some non child news. or rather, non child-centric news. because i really don't want to be THAT kind of family, where all we do is talk about the kid. except that is all i do. hm. don't ever hesitate to tell me to shut the hell up.
one more item - the topsfield fair is this weekend. if you think for one moment that i would miss such exciting activities as pig racing, well you are sadly mistaken.

mmm. donut.

so the baby gestation continues. but i want to make it clear that i want it out. and by "it" i mean my child. really. seriously. get out of my abdomen. i mean, ew. think about it - if it was a 6 pound cat, most people might be horrified/repulsed. but it is a 6 pound (i'm guessing maybe more at this point) human, and apparently, people are just fine with that. i am not one of those people.
additionally, i would like my maternal instincts to kick in at some point. i am guessing when the child is able to be held in my arms and not my abdominal cavity, i will feel more like a mother and less like a kangaroo.
also, the non sugar killing of my child has been going well. i have managed to control all that sugar death with proper diet and medication. which is super - but i do have days, like today, where i totally cave and eat a donut for breakfast. or two donuts. in addition to last night's mini glass of wine, i am clearly an unfit mother/kangaroo. but that sugar craving usually subsides and i go back to broccoli. mmm broccoli!
speaking of last night, dinner was amazing. boston may be the red-headed stepchild to new york and its night life may end at 12:30 am, but we have some amazing restaurants. such as the beehive, which is quite lovely and all the rage at the moment. however, i had a major cheapo experience and i cant figure out if i have a problem or not. i love going out to more chi-chi places, but since when is 54 dollars for a bottle of wine considered to be moderately priced? have i missed something? do i need to start robbing more banks? clearly i am a giant cheapskate.

maine

so, today, for fun, we went to maine.
i sometimes forget that i live ridiculous close to very small states. and maine is no exception. perfectly lovely and delightful.
portland, if one could guess, is a semi-touristy port town. people eat lobstah and can buy gorgeous jeweltry/furniture/artwork. there are many cute dogs. the weather was exceptional, as was the company. my delightful friend anna and her boy were camping near the area, so we met up, wandered around, ate lunch, and wandered around some more. and what is even better is that tomorrow is an additional day of freedom. fabulous.
max and i also finished 'eat your vegetables' kind of movie - that is, we watched a good movie that also happened to be good for us. its called Reds and it involved warren beatty and diane keaton. it was apparently nominated for 13 academy awards...in 1981. but, really it was quite good and regarded the bolshevik revolution. who wouldnt want to watch a movie about that!
tomorrow will be endless relaxation, or insane cleaning caused by my nesting insticts. i think the walls will probably get washed sometime before midnight.....