Mihow

Year: 2007

  • No More Mihow. It's Mibou.

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    As of Friday, June 15, 2007 at approximately 3:00 PM EST, I officially became Mrs. Boudreaux. Congratulate me, people. I braved the streets of New York City, the obscenely long lines at the DMV, the extremely irritable government employees, and black Superman all while 8 months pregnant. If I could drink a beer right now,…

  • My Brother Watched This and Said, "That's Disgusting!"

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    I have been trying to capture this for weeks now and I still haven’t had much luck. I thought that my son would eventually get a kick (hehe) out of how much he abused me while in the womb. This kid moves like you wouldn’t believe. In the video, Tobyjoe can be seen in the…

  • Tuesdays With Murray. (Chapter 3)

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    I like to bake. I am not great at it, but I’m learning. There was a even time I almost went to pastry school. I took a tour of ICE almost a year ago and fell in love. I was absolutely sure that’s what I wanted to do. Wachovia offered me a student loan. Then…

  • Try Not to Bruise It. Buy Time Dont Lose It.

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    I started to feel sick on Thursday. And then sometime right around 2 AM on Friday I was hit with a brutal chest cold. I slept for a total of four disjointed hours. When I finally gave up on sleep, I could barely talk and my throat hurt. The worst part wasn’t even the cold,…

  • How Much to Eat This?

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    Tobyjoe and I have this game we play (well, I have this game I play) where I ask him “How much to eat that?” Or, “How much to have sex with that person?” And he rolls his eyes and gives me some obscenely high dollar amount. (Although, now that we’re trying to save up for…

  • Evolution? Schmevolution!

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    How can a person running for president not believe in evolution? This was the biggest question I was left with after having watched the Republican debate last night. Overall, I wasn’t that angry about it. I didn’t scream at the TV. I rolled my eyes several times but nothing too, too bad. I was a…

  • Tuesdays With Murray. (Chapter 2)

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    I’ve grown really attached to Murray. I simply cannot help myself. This probably has a lot to do with the fact that my “Motherly Instinct” scale currently goes all the way up to 11. And all that motherly concern I have brewing for the baby is going directly toward Murray. One of the side effects…

  • Breastfeeding

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    I read somewhere recently that a woman can destroy her boobs if she doesn’t breastfeed properly. This perplexes me. What can go wrong? I mean, how can they get any worse than they already are? Does it have to do with poor pumping techniques? Scheduling? Poor suction? Is it the baby’s fault? And what does…

  • Girl's State of Boredom Hit By Brick. Tears Ensue.

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    Last night Tobyjoe and I had got some snacks at a new restaurant in our neighborhood called Parish Diner. While we were there, they played the song by Ben Folds Five called “Brick”. “This is probably one of the saddest songs ever written.” I said. “Have you ever heard it?” “No.” He answered. When I…

  • 31 Weeks: Bored to Tears

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    Last Sunday I woke up bored and that feeling hasn’t gone away since. I am bored by everything. I’m bored by waking up, showering, making coffee, breakfast. I’m bored with the television and movies and I can’t seem to break inertia in order to get into another book. I am bored by myself, my daily…