Emergency escapes analyzed

I speak of a topic that's socially not acceptable: bathrooms. While you silently spend a few minutes to yourself, this time is your most vulnerable. But what if this would become one's safe place during an emergency? There's definitely one on each floor of my building but who would ever think of using it as a safe spot at work? (Points finger at herself.)

#3 Beware of bathrooms via Zombieland

Beware is true when there are more than one stall but finding one with one stall that locks? Oh yea! That one stall locking bathroom is golden. If anything, at least I could survive on water and I had a place I could go. The door is made of steel and I can't see any obvious weaknesses. The ceiling is all cement. Maybe escaping through the ceiling would have been ideal but at least I won't have to worry about zombies falling through the sky. If anything I'm only 1.5 floors and a stairway away from the vending snack and drink machine. Or just a few steps away from the cubes where I know there's a lot of stashed snacks in desks. If I needed a weapon there's a couple of pipes I could try my best to jack from the wall or some steel vents I could reshape into a sword from the bathroom.

But if not for zombies this bathroom would still be great in times of hurricanes too. Actually when Hurricane Ike hit, there were quite a few people who took refuge at the building. It at least continuously had a/c, electricity, phone and internet which is more than what most Heights, Sugar Land or The Woodlands had. If I was out and about the only other place that could stand anything more would be Kelvin Arms's bank vault. But in terms of 2012 and if the world were to flood, well, then... I need another option.

Baby Fuh project begins

I'm a planner. Especially if I get excited about something, I think about it a lot. I'll do a lot of research so I know what I should expect. And so begins my official research on babies and pregnancy and preparation for a wonderful two person family life gone to three (or four). Here's hoping anyways. And no, people, I am not pregnant, not now anyways. Calm down, don't get excited. I'm not ready for people to give me dirty looks because I'll look like a 16, 17 or 18 year old girl that got knocked up by her careless boyfriend who looks at least 10 or 15 years her senior. Trust me, I'm sure it will happen. Why can't people tell Asian faces and age by now? Oh and while I'm on a rant, could people stop telling me that I'm small? I actually do know that I am small or maybe I have that toy dog complex where I think I'm bigger than I actually am. Maybe. And I'm watching "The Godfather" for my first time and the DVD is so messed up. Thanks Netflix. End rant.

I've heard a lot of things about how you can increase your chances of conceiving, increase the probability of having a boy or a girl. I'd love to know how I can increase the chances of having twins but I don't think Edwin can handle that kind of news. My sister tells me about the Chinese Gender Calendar. It tells you if you will conceive a boy or girl depending on your age and month of conception. I figure my chances of conceiving a boy are looking bright and sunny. Boys take care of their mom. I want a girl also, of course, but she's going to have two big boys looking after her. With that, I think I'll feel much safer having a girl.

Well actually, one more thing I have been looking at... strollers. I've always fancied the tandem stroller like the Joovy Caboose for it's longevity for when I have two kids but this Stokke Xplory seems pretty slick too. With that, we launch the "Baby Fuh" project.