happiness/sadness

Last night we were watching past episodes of the new show Nikita.  I used to be a huge fan of the TV show La Femme Nikita back before it was cancelled years ago so I was skeptical about watching this new one, I couldn't possibly like it as much, plus it's on the same time as Grey's Anatomy.  I am liking this new show and it's nice that I can watch it on Hulu so I can see my Grey's in real time and Nikita whenever there isn't anything else on, which is quite frequently. 

Anyway, there was an episode where she's remembering her first mission and she had to kill the dad of this baby girl after Nikita became the nanny, (I'm sure it didn't help that he was Asian and the mom was blonde).  I was so so sad.  I couldn't help sobbing.  It was ridiculous and it actually helped when my husband reminded me that it was just pretend.  Anything to do with babies throws me off.  I was surprised how sad I was about the whole thing...ridiculously sad.  Then we find out later that he was a bad guy who faked his death and that helped a lot :)  These pregnancy hormones are nuts!  Luckily I haven't been angry really, I may actually be nicer now.  But if there is anything sad or sappy I will cry a lot more than what is socially acceptable.  Sort of reminds me of May in the Secret Life of Bees.

It was my husband's birthday yesterday so Saturday we went to our favorite Japanese steakhouse to celebrate.  It was a good thing we did because he got sick over the weekend and had to come home early from school yesterday. Instead of napping like he should have, he put together the baby's new furniture.  It looks good!  The box from my in-laws full of baby stuff should be coming soon and now we're ready to store it :) 

We have moved around all our furniture and ventured out on Craig's List.  We gave our desk/entertainment center away on Sunday night and yesterday a couple came and bought our chairs.  Now we really have to decide which glider we want to fill in the gap. All we have is the couch to sit on.  It's looking good though.  So much more space and it's more open, things look more organized than before.  I'm really liking having an actual desk for our computer with an appropriate chair.  My husband is missing his IKEA chairs though.

Also last night I talked to my biological dad who told me that my grandpa has terminal cancer and will hopefully live another three years with chemotherapy.  I am of course sad to hear it.  Hopefully we can go next summer and he can meet Beanie.  I'm glad that we went to the hospital to see him when we were there in August.  My younger cousin just died of an overdose a week ago so that side of the family has had a lot of heartache lately.