Burger King vs McDonalds commercial

Have you seen the commercial where they take people out of small tribes and whatnot and do a taste test between The Whopper and Big Mac?

This commercial totally pisses me off. Why? Because these people don't eat fucking hamburgers. And to stereotype the people they "picked" - are people who are gatherers and most likely eat a lot of vegetables. So, what has more veggies? A whopper or big mac? A fucking Whopper. Of course they are going to choose the one that has the closest taste to what they are used to. So, they are voting on which has the most veggies, not the best hamburger. And that's skewed and it pisses me off. Not that I give a rat's ass on who "wins" or not, but it's not a fair fight.

Warning - I'm going to bitch a little bit about how I'm feeling. I've hit "term" which means I'm past 37 weeks. Which also means I have hit the inevitable uncomfortable zone. Adding that to bed rest where everything feels even more sore? Good lord I'm miserable. I want to get up and move around SO bad, but I can't. I'm having ~tons~ of contractions, but only a little more painful than the normal braxton hicks, so I'm sure I will have no progress when I get checked tomorrow. (I turned down the internal check my NP offered last week.) Karl is still breech, his head is firmly poking me in the ribs. The kicks to my bladder are awesome and his butt is pushing on my cervix, causing out loud cries of pain. But, he needs to cook so I'll do what I have to. Thank goodness I don't believe in inductions because mommy is uncomfortable or I'd be one of "those" women, begging for an early eviction. No, no, no. Not for me. Inductions tend to suck assholes (at least for me) and I will ~not~ have another monitored birth. Although with the baby in this position, we're looking at a fucking c-section again. Grrr.

Oooo. I need to take another picture. I'll go do that right now. And, my husband and I have a bet going on about me packing a bag. He says I've always had a bag packed by now and I say no way have I had one before 37 weeks. Plus, packing the bag is easy as pie, as I'm a veteran at this, duh, and I don't have to consult a billion girls on a message board about "what to bring". Seriously - that's my biggest pet peeve question in 3rd tri. Bring what you think you'll want. I guarantee you'll bring too much, as the hospital provides everything for baby and you, but bah, no one ever listens. Instead, they bring their stilettos and underwear and nightgowns. ~shrug~

I am so fucking schnarky right now. People around me are loving it big time.

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