Reaching my breaking point...

Okey dokey people. At this very moment, I am sitting in bed with my soon to be dead husband who is STILL contemplating names. Yes, we are still playing the name game here at the Hackman Household. I am working on keeping a calm and happy disposition at this very moment, while my husband blurts out names like Sheldon, Mortimer, Vladimir and Waldo. Under normal circumstances, I would find this hilarious, but seeing as our kid will be born in 69 days, I would like to settle on his name ASAP. OH MY GOD. He just blurted out THOR as a freaking name. I am seriously going to kill him. Well, obviously not, but let's just say that he thinks its hysterical to find the funniest, most insane names and see what kind of reaction I will have.

You know what, for the next five minutes, I am going to write about what the holy hades he talks about in the morning. Yes, I want you to fully experience the Pete Hackman daily routine when in bed. (get your minds out of the gutter, people) At this very moment, he is whining about why his Frisky Dingo is not taping. For those of you who aren't aware of this show, and that should pretty much be ALL OF YOU, its the most insane, retarded show on the face of the planet. I am not going to even bother with giving you details, but Pete is of course, enamoured with the show. I just cringe when I see him watch it because I can count the brain cells dying as he watches.

Now he is playing with the stupid remote control trying to find this stupid Frisky Dingo show. I am praying that it is no longer on the stupid Adult Swim and has been gobbled up by the TV Gods of forgotten programming.

Pete still has the baby name book in his one hand, but do you think he is trying to find out a name for our kid???? NO. He is still obsessing about this freaking frisky dingo.

Still channel surfing, so no news to report or update you all on that front.

Now he is taking this valuable time to ensure that all the shows we like are getting taped on the DVR. AHHHHHH, good to know that his priorities are lined up.

Ok.. i think I need to eat. Normally he is the most awesome husband in the universe, but today, I think I am about to lose it. Please don't worry you all, he will be fine. As long as one of you calls him and lets him know that it may be in his best interest to find our kid a name soon.

Update, he just pondered the reason as to WHY NBC is sucking so bad in the ratings and why they have such stupid shows like Night Rider and Crusoe on the line up.

Ok, I am done. I need to eat and have to baby retail therapy. I love you all and please keep me and pinhead in your prayers. I really don't feel like going to jail because I have a dumb dumb for a husband.