My 3 Things

1. Justified. Have you all been watching? Well, let's start with the Dewey Crowe episode. So epic. That should happen every night, with a little more Boyd thrown in there. In case you missed it, Dewey Crowe thought that Lawrence, the prison guard gone bad, cut out both of his kidneys to sell on the black market. When Raylan told Dewey to urinate and thus prove that he still had kidneys, Dewey did just that, and proclaimed, "I have 4 kidneys?!" Oh, Dewey, you make me smile.

The next 2 episodes were pretty boring. First, was just a Wynona story line, which was boring, predictable, and boring. No one cares about lame Wynona! We want Boyd! The last episode had a little more Boyd, but still not enough. Doing a lot of plot development I guess. Can someone please tell me how many pigs Limehouse has slaughtered already this season?

2. Your University of Kentucky Wiiiiiiiiiiiildcats are undefeated in regular season SEC play. Nice! Whooped the ole Gators today. I loved it. Anytime Eddie Munster's squad goes down, I am happy. This game also showed us that Florida fans lack creativity when it comes to taunts/cheers (and they also lack class--they were throwing things at Coach Cal and company after the game was over). They tried to hurt Anthony Davis's feelings by pointing out that he has a unibrow. Really, Florida? Is that all you've got? His mother wears a t-shirt that reads, "Bow to the Brow!" I don't think AD is concerned about his eyebrow. One of the most ridiculous chants of the day, "One and done! One and done!" yelled at MKG when he was shooting a free throw. Poor MKG, being taunted for having talent that allows him to be a lottery pick in the NBA draft after 1 year of playing college ball.

I love Kentucky basketball.

I look like a big cow.

3. So, by now you've probably heard I am having 2 boys. I am in for it, children. How on earth am I going to manage 2 little fellers? But first things first, how am I going to manage myself? I am huge! What is this talk about a baby bump? I have no bump. It was just one day I was me, and the next day, I looked 7 months pregnant (I'm 17 weeks). I look like a stuffed sausage in this Pepsi t-shirt I have on (look for yourself!). I am only going to get bigger. What on earth will I do? I am already struggling with normal, everyday movement. I have to tie my shoes on the side. Bending over is too uncomfortable. It's all over, people. All over but the crying.

But anyway, I'm excited for my little fellers. They're going to be so suave. They're already the proud owners of some UK gear and some sweet baby Chuck Taylor's. They've already got swag. Doug Bear also says that he is going to get some duds to match theirs, so the Doug Bear and the Doug Cubs will be rolling in style.