Dan and I went to go see comedian Harland Williams at the San Jose Improv on Saturday night. That guy is *hilarious*, and the two opening comedians were hilarious as well. I get discount tickets to the Improv through Yahoo!, so we have seen some really funny comedians there. We had seen Harland Williams on Comedy Central quite a few times and liked him, but he was actually much funnier in person. Dan and I were roaring with laughter.

We saw some friends in line out front, a couple whom we met at a baby shower last year. The wife is 3.5 months pregnant and just getting over her morning sickness. So glad I never had that! Anyway, they were teasing me about how I shouldn't laugh TOO hard during the show, and the wife said, "I can't believe you're out seeing a comedy show! I thought during those last few weeks you can usually barely even move around, but you're out and you seem fine!"

I instantly had this image of myself as Jabba the Hut, huge and immobile, tucked away in my lair urping up slime, eating bonbons, and waiting for the baby to be born. Ewwww. Glad I've been keeping active...although it's not *always* the most appealing thing to go for an hour-long walk every day when it's cold and blustery outside.

It occurred to me as we were leaving the show that we are going to have a baby soon (newsflash!) and won't be able to just head out and go see comedy shows on a whim for a while. Kind of a bummer, I guess. But it didn't bother me that much. Those kinds of restrictions used to be *all* I would think about when I thought about having kids, which I guess is why I'm 34 years old and just now having my first baby. I don't know, it doesn't really worry me anymore. I don't worry about feeling trapped or tied down. Hell, we take the dog everywhere with us...at least babies are allowed into restaurants and stores.