• I hate breaking in new headbands.  While they’re super cute and helpful at containing my growing out (at the rate of a Chia Pet) hair, wearing one for the first time is painful.  I’ve got a mammoth of a headache, with no chewable Tylenol in sight.
• Dad was out for most of the afternoon, but he just called a minute ago to say, “Well?  Can I hang up my signs now?”  I have no idea what in the hell he’s talking about, but I think he’s excited.  A tad.
• I saw Sweetie in Target this weekend, and it made my day.  Even though I had tons of close friends growing up, I never had any that I would stop pushing a cart to go hug their parents.  Till now.
• Bryan thinks it’s a girl.  I just think it’s a nuisance. (Cause I’m AWFUL.) Oooh, and speaking of.. we’ve been talking names.  I’m going to have to end this bulletized list..

So I that I can begin another one!  Hooray for you!  Two bulletized lists in one day.. it makes you wonder if the locusts are coming next, doesn’t it?

Alright, so.. admittedly, we’ve been thinking WAY more seriously about girl names than boy names, because of Bryan’s afore mentioned gut feeling about the gender.  So, for a girl.. we have..

• Deborah - we both have tons of Debbies in our lives, and I’ve always liked it paired with Anne, from “of Green Gables”.  My fave.
• Jean - a name from my mother. (I DID NOT SAY WHICH NAME, MOM.)
• Jillian - a suggestion from Ra that would give us Jack & Jill.
• Ava or Eva - Bryan has an Aunt Eva, but I like Ava better.  It’s younger and fresher and, more importantly, there’s a famous person with that name.
• Luna - I laughed at this one, so I think it’s out.
• Georgia - I just like it.  Bryan named that stray he found in Chattanooga “Georgia”, and I thought it was beautiful.
• Sophia - As in, Loren.  Again, I like famous people’s names.
• And I have ONE MORE name that I’m holding on to tightly, because there is something about it that I’ve loved since I heard it, and it has a great nickname, and it’s what I’m secretly going to call her regardless of what Bryan calls her.  So there.

For a boy, which — again – we did not take seriously, we have:

• Homer - yes, Homer Comer.  Bryan did a skit in high school as a car salesman named Homer Comer (I wish I could share with you the glasses he wore), and it has just been in my crawl ever since.
• Beach - yes, Beach Comer.  I was really proud of Bryan for this one.  In fact, we decided that if it was in fact a girl, we could name her Laguna Beach Comer and then she could choose to share the joke.  Or not.
• Coke - so then we would have Jack & Coke.  We know Aunt TK would approve.  I tried to work Daniel in, but it did not work.

I am open to suggestion for boys’ names only.  And they must make me laugh to be considered. (WHAT AM I GONNA DO IF IT’S A BOY?!)