Hiccups?

I have never celebrated St. Patrick's day.  I'm not Irish.  I'm not Catholic.  I'm not a heavy drinker.  I remember in elementary school, I would go to class and some classmates would either ask why I wasn't wearing green and or they would pinch me.  I didn't even know St. Patrick's day existed.  As the years progressed, I occasionally made an effort to wear something green on St. Patrick's day, but the holiday still means nothing to me.  This year, we "celebrated" St. Patrick's Day by going out to an Indian restaurant downtown.  I say "celebrated" because the fact that we were going out on St. Patrick's Day was pure coincidence.  We had Indian food, we didn't wear green, and we didn't drink beer of any kind.  The food was delicious though.  And it was a wonderful evening out with my wonderful husband.

Just had another talk with a Netflix customer service representative about their "Your List" fiasco.  I don't like it.  The instant queue was so much better.  Because of this change, I've been avoiding Netflix (at least on the computer).  I simply can't stand to even look at my list.  It just annoys me too much.  All the work I put into organizing it is gone.  I can't find anything easily.  I'm forced to look at meaningless cover art instead of helpful information (title, genre, and rating).  At least the list on the Blu-ray and tablet haven't changed (yet).  Oh, and another thing that Netflix has done to annoy me is that I can't see anything about movies that aren't available for streaming.  If I watched it somewhere else, I can't rate it.  I can't see the reviews or the plot or anything.  This has been going on for a looooong time now, but I just thought I'd take the time to complain about it.  Really, since the plan change, Netflix has seriously been going down hill.

In other news, the stroller and pack 'n play are assembled.  The car seat base still needs to be installed in the car, and the baby's room is a complete mess, but we're getting there.  Slowly, slowly.  Ok, time to sleep now.  I hope it will go better than the last few nights... right side=sore hip, left side=sore ribs, back=can't breathe.  All of this added up to a position change every hour or so.  Good night, good night.