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Taylor wants to go back out in a while so he can take more pics in the ~golden hour~ but I’m already way late with today’s post so here’s me in just a regular hour.

Dani was my very first ever sponsor in May so I have a special place in my heart for her, well, I already did but YOU KNOW. I’ve known her online for a few years and she’s funny and smart and her blog is amazing. Here’s a little of the history behind Pop Culture Major:

“Pop Culture Major started out of my love for celebrity pop culture and wanting to run a blog of my own. A family member of mine got me hooked on tabloids from a young age but that was just the tip of the iceberg. It wasn’t until MTV and celeb news programs, like E! and Access Hollywood, that the love affair got deeper. I gave birth to PCM last August after sitting on my couch for what seemed like hours coming up with names and scouring the ‘net for the perfect domains and hosting companies. I almost quit, actually I had many moments that I wanted to quit, but my husband encouraged me and told me that slow and steady wins the race. Some good things have happened in my almost one-year journey of celeb blogging: like when Coco (Ice T’s wife) reblogged this post and I nearly cried from the excitement and page views (well, I didn’t but I was super happy).

Now more than ever, PCM has been an escape and comfort for me ever since my husband died. He was killed a month ago by a suicide bomber so you can imagine how much blogging helps to take my mind off the grief. Anytime I feel like quitting, I remember his words and I keep pushing on. The blog is his baby too since he helped me during that hellacious night of name picking and always believed in me when I didn’t.

So anyway, Hallmark moment over, that’s a lil’ blurb about Pop Culture Major. If you love ragging on Kim Kardashian and her krew, Justin Bieber and Courtney Stodden as much as I do, then stop by, leave a comment, add it to your Google Reader, like the page on Facebook, follow it on Twitter. And yes, I’m shamelessly promoting so please read!”

True confessions time: I used to be a celebrity gossip addict.

It started out innocently; before I had my own daycare I used to substitute at a couple of other peoples’ and at one of them, the woman who ran it was always buying US Weekly and InTouch, so I’d browse them when the kids were napping and I was bored. Soon though, it wasn’t enough. I needed a new source for my celebrity gossip and I found it on the internet. BOY DID I EVER FIND IT. I discovered Oh No They Didn’t and Pink is the New Blog and Perez Hilton and it was all downhill from there. I read every post, every COMMENT on every post, even about celebrities I couldn’t stand or didn’t care about or didn’t even know who they were. Like, contestants from Australia’s Next Top Model? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME WHY AM I READING THIS????

Eventually I reached a point (let’s call it rock bottom) where I knew I was out of control. My brain was at maximum celebrity saturation and I was annoying everyone around me with my non-stop gossip regurgitation. Something needed to be done, and I did it. I quit celebrity gossip, cold turkey and I never looked back.

UNTIL NOW.

Look, I’m not saying I’ve fallen off the wagon completely. I don’t ever go back to those old sites I used to read (I’m not even going to link them lest I get sucked back in). Now I partake of celebrity gossip in moderation. I only read about celebrities that I’ve ACTUALLY heard of and/or care about, and only on a site where I like what the blogger has to say and how she says it. Basically I don’t always read celebrity gossip, but when I do, I read it on Pop Culture Major.

I had my second ultrasound this morning (at 7:15am, ARGH), and I have some exciting news to share! It’s…..

Okay for real, I had hoped to know the sex of Baby Laramie, but guess what? I don’t, and do you want to know why? Because they recently changed the regulations about revealing fetal sex, and now the ultrasound technicians can’t tell you! If you want to know you have to request it, and they put it in a report which they send to your doctor, and then the doctor can tell you. And it takes four to five days for the doctor to get the report. FOUR TO FIVE DAYS OMG I’M DYING. So now the ultrasound technician knows but I don’t know and it’s KILLING ME. The best part of this is the regulations changed YESTERDAY, which was a holiday, so I had the first appointment where the technician wasn’t allowed to tell!

I should be able to find out later this week or sometime next week (whenever my doctor gets the report), but until then please enjoy this video of my unborn baby yawning :3

Taylor took this off the sonogram screen with his phone so it’s not amazing quality but you can still see what’s up and hear my voice/Sym’s goony laugh. Oh and he titled the video 21 Weeks 2 Days but it should be 21 Weeks 5 Days.

My Canada Day festivities were low key and included…

Eating strawberry french toast (thank tha loard for places that serve brunch until 3pm).
Getting a billion texts from my kid.
Getting licked on the face and feet by my dog (thankfully in that order).

Buying an outfit (or two) for Baby Laramie to wear next Canada Day. It took every ounce of my willpower to get these adorable red & white suits in a size that will be appropriate a year from now.

Actually making dinner (salad counts, right?).
Watching lots of Adventure Time.

Walking down to Canada Place for cotton candy, mini donuts and fireworks! We were all super tired by the end and went straight to bed when we got home- Sym almost went to bed BEFORE the fireworks.

IT’S BEEN A WHILE, GLITTER GRADIENT NAILS. Remember when everyone did this a year ago? I’M BRINGING IT BACK. Okay not really, but I wanted something festive to celebrate my country’s birthday and I didn’t have anything super fancy planned out like last year. I also wanted to use this multicolour glitter polish, Sym bought it for me at Hot Topic when she want to the US the other weekend and I wanted her to know I like & appreciate her gift.

Sally Hansen Right Said Red + Blackheart Party Action

Truth be told, I don’t really know if I’m going to get up to any Canada Day festivities today. The weather is kind of gross and Taylor and I both have colds, plus I have a ton of work to do (the Feminist Killjoy banner I made was posted on STFU Conservatives again and my etsy is blowin’ up ie I’ve sold two THREE! makeitrain.gif). Plus I don’t think I fit into any of the red shirts in the house anymore! Although that IS an excuse to go shopping….

Idk. If I do anything fun I’ll be sure to post about it, but in the meantime why don’t you all check out my new (and returning) sponsors for July in the righthand sidebar ————->

Wow what a mess these were! Someone once advised me to NOT make Dr Pepper popsicles but I’m not one to shy away from a challenge so last night I figured WHAT THE HEY. Well.

THEY BLARFED EVERYWHERE!!! I let the Dr Pepper sit out and get flat before I made them, but maybe they would have worked better if I hadn’t filled the mold as much. It’s almost as if the syrup separated from the water and oozed out of the mold and dripped all over the freezer (FUN). The resulting popsicles were mildly Dr Pepper-y, although they had a dense Dr Pepper core.

I DON’T EVEN KNOW. Sym liked them though.

On Wednesday Sym’s school had a talent show (I didn’t go; for the last half of the year they had all the concerts and events in the middle of the day. Um, SOME OF US HAVE JOBS??? Anyway) and one of the decorations they put up was a rainbow of balloons. Sym really wanted to recreate it at home but someone who lives here (I’m not saying who) has a phobia of balloons. Instead, she came up with this easy-to-make paper version.

All you need is paper, tape, string, scissors and a pencil.

1. supplies; 2-5. stack up your paper, draw a balloon shape on the top sheet and cut it out, cutting through all the sheets so you have a bunch of identical shapes; 6-8. using double-sided tape OR loops of regular tape, attach the balloon shapes to your string, back to back.

1. Dougal; 2. blown glass ornaments at grandma’s house (a preview of the weekend); 3-13. pictures from the Chihuly Garden and Glass in Seattle: blown glass sculptures, a bunch of gorgeous Pendleton fabric and some posters; 14. Claire in close-up; 15 & 16. balloons to decorate the school talent show; 17. Sym after the last day of school

This morning I was rushed and stressed and frazzled and my hair was all gross and there was literally nothing I wanted to do less than put on makeup and smile pretty for the camera. I figured I would hold off until this afternoon and I’d have time to fix my hair and stop being so grumpy and then we could take my pregnancy pics.

IT DIDN’T WORK OUT THAT WAY. Oh, sure, I washed & blowdried my hair so I didn’t look like a bag of rags anymore, but as it turns out the end of a long day of frustrating work isn’t the best time for putting on makeup and smiling pretty for the camera. In fact, when I pulled out my makeup I just looked at it and was like WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT because I’m just gonna have to wash it all off in a couple hours anyway. Plus it’s raining now so we were stuck taking pictures inside; I believe I’ve complained about the terrible lighting in here before. As a result of all of this I look tired and awful in all the pics (because I FEEL tired and awful tbh, not from being pregnant but from work) but LUCKILY I thought to get one where my face was obscured. So I guess there’s a silver lining?

Next week I’ll be on vacation so I’ll have nothing to do on Thursday except psych & make myself up for picture day, but until then please enjoy this other image where I’ve secretly replaced my baby belly with a fat cat.

I also put on new DIY lash extensions today, you can see them if you view that pic at full size. BE WARNED: you can also see all my pores.