Fishing and the movies

We went fishing in Galveston Bay last night. Robert and I did one of those fishing trips, where you pay $25/person and they take you 5 - 7 miles out into the bay. There were a ton of people on the boat, so it was a little crowded. I was disappointed because I didn't catch anything. Robert caught two hardheads, which sucks, but not as bad as not catching anything. The trip was from 4 to 8 pm, and afterward, we went and bought some red snapper to cook at home. We really wanted fish, you see. We were inspired after watching Rachel Ray's 30-minute Meals on the food network. Our fish came out pretty good, although I personally think I would have enjoyed it more had one of us caught it ourselves. I don't think you can catch red snapper in the bay, though. I think you can only catch it if you go out deep sea fishing. My feet were swollen as hell after that trip because you're standing the whole time you're fishing pretty much. There are little benches on the boat where you can sit down, but you end up getting up every few minutes to let someone pass by.

So that was our Saturday. We didn't do much during the day. On Friday we went to see War of the Worlds, which I actually liked. Although the end was a little cheesy when Tom Cruise's character makes it into Boston. I didn't think the alien stuff was too cheesy, so that was good. I remember when I saw Signs, I thought the movie itself was kind of good, but ruined because they showed the aliens. I thought the fear element would have been greater had they not shown the aliens. Especially because the way the aliens looked just made you laugh. They looked really stupid. After the movie we went to The Comedy Showcase and caught some funny people. We had already seen the main guy Mo Amer (he's from Houston and really funny), but I won free tickets, so we went anyway. We ended up going to the 10:30 pm show which allows smoking (the 8 pm show was the nonsmoking show) because I thought we'd have friends going with us and the later the better usually for them. Well, all my friends ended up flaking out and so we went, just the two of us, to the show. I can't believe how many people were smoking. It was disgusting. This coming from a person who would occasionally smoke (before the pregnancy, of course) when I would drink (also before the pregnancy). It was sooooo disgusting. And I felt bad being pregnant and all in the midst of all those smokers. I hate that.

I was soooo tired when we got home Friday night. I washed the smoke off of me and fell into bed. I'm thankful for the long weekend. Last week kind of sucked, next week will surely suck, and the two weeks after that will suck like no other. I hate to be the pessimist, but it will be extremely busy with all the activities going on. And I get out at 6 pm every day next week. That may be better than going in at 6 am everyday, but I'm not sure. Robert has to work today, but is off tomorrow. I wish he didn't have to work. We really need to clean the house. I don't understand how clothes seem to get strewn all over the floor in almost every room. And I just cleaned the kitchen and now it's dirty after cooking dinner last night. We're such messy little kids. I'm scared it will get even worse once the baby gets here. She is, by the way, more active than ever. I woke up to a big lump visibly sticking out on one side of my belly. It was so funny. Then when I touch it, she moves. I love this child.