Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Nathan Is Nesting
So, I'm 99% sure that my husband is nesting. I've heard of sympathy pains and sympathy weight when a baby is arriving, but nesting?
This weekend he accomplished so much that I started to kind of feel bad about not helping out and just sitting on the couch with my ginormous cankles propped up.
He managed to:
* Do the dishes AND clean the counter tops
* Fix our front doorknob from sticking
* Put two layers of Kilz on some water stains in our hallway.
* Paint two coats of paint over the Kilz in our hallway.
* Clean the air intake vent with our new Dyson.
* Vacuum the entire house including the furniture and our bedspread
* Listen to me gripe and complain about how I want this alien out of me
I managed to:
* Discover the Starbucks chocolate advent calendar in my cabinet
Thanks, honey, for all of your hard work and putting up with me. I love you.
This weekend he accomplished so much that I started to kind of feel bad about not helping out and just sitting on the couch with my ginormous cankles propped up.
He managed to:
* Do the dishes AND clean the counter tops
* Fix our front doorknob from sticking
* Put two layers of Kilz on some water stains in our hallway.
* Paint two coats of paint over the Kilz in our hallway.
* Clean the air intake vent with our new Dyson.
* Vacuum the entire house including the furniture and our bedspread
* Listen to me gripe and complain about how I want this alien out of me
I managed to:
* Discover the Starbucks chocolate advent calendar in my cabinet
Thanks, honey, for all of your hard work and putting up with me. I love you.
Friday, December 19, 2008
For Emily. And me.
Straight No Chaser. Know what I love about these guys? I think their exactly my age. Enjoy.
Teen Sensation Medley
Sitcom Medley
My introduction to the group: 12 days of Christmas
Teen Sensation Medley
Sitcom Medley
My introduction to the group: 12 days of Christmas
Friday, December 12, 2008
A Christmas Story, The Response Post
First let me say, WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH PEOPLE CALLING ME OUT ON THEIR BLOGS?!
Where's the Christmas love, people?
Will someone please just let me borrow this freakin' Christmas movie about some kid with a gun and maybe I'll understand what is so significant about the hideous lamp sitting in Jessica's living room? I mean, I know we have slightly different tastes in decor, Jess, but seriously. That thing is gawd-awful.
And Emily. Chick, you just had to give in, didn't you? You're supposed to be the strong one. Now, I have to sign up for yet another thing that is just going to get me in more trouble for not keeping up with to others' liking. Technology is taking over my life. Where do you people find the time for it all?
I think I have come to the conclusion that none of you sleep. You just don't. There's is no way that you can read your book club book, Twitter, blog (on multiple blogs, I might add), Facebook, text constantly, drink Starbucks, shop, wrap gifts, watch your DVR and still have time to work and deal with your children. Mine's not even here yet and I'm worn out already.
Thus readers, I will try my very hardest to meet all of your expectations by the New Year. But this weekend, I'm doing nothing but propping up my freakishly swollen feet (I have to by Crocs, people!) and finally finishing the 913 thank you cards and Christmas newsletters I need to send out. Hmmm... Can you send a Christmas greeting via Twitter or text and it be just as meaningful? I'm sure my Grandmother would understand since she and I are the only people on the entire planet that only use our phones to (gasp) CALL people.
Where's the Christmas love, people?
Will someone please just let me borrow this freakin' Christmas movie about some kid with a gun and maybe I'll understand what is so significant about the hideous lamp sitting in Jessica's living room? I mean, I know we have slightly different tastes in decor, Jess, but seriously. That thing is gawd-awful.
And Emily. Chick, you just had to give in, didn't you? You're supposed to be the strong one. Now, I have to sign up for yet another thing that is just going to get me in more trouble for not keeping up with to others' liking. Technology is taking over my life. Where do you people find the time for it all?
I think I have come to the conclusion that none of you sleep. You just don't. There's is no way that you can read your book club book, Twitter, blog (on multiple blogs, I might add), Facebook, text constantly, drink Starbucks, shop, wrap gifts, watch your DVR and still have time to work and deal with your children. Mine's not even here yet and I'm worn out already.
Thus readers, I will try my very hardest to meet all of your expectations by the New Year. But this weekend, I'm doing nothing but propping up my freakishly swollen feet (I have to by Crocs, people!) and finally finishing the 913 thank you cards and Christmas newsletters I need to send out. Hmmm... Can you send a Christmas greeting via Twitter or text and it be just as meaningful? I'm sure my Grandmother would understand since she and I are the only people on the entire planet that only use our phones to (gasp) CALL people.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Virus? Is there a prescription for that?
Sorry for the lack of posting the past couple of weeks. I'm sure you're all in suspense of the latest Blais' happenings. Rest assured that blogging will continue once we get our computer back from the Geek Squad. Nathan and I broke down and took it in yesterday to fix a virus or whatever on it.
According to the guy behind the counter with greasy hair and glasses from the 1970's, "It's a nasty one." I believe he then mumbled something about it "Being popular with the kids this season." Whatever Buddy! Just fix it. This (insert air quotes) virus (insert air quotes again) you speak of is causing me not to be able to keep up with Brooke's tweats and Jessica's important emails about Britney Spears. Not to mention, now that I have absolutely no connection to the outside world, I have had time to complete 11! Thank You cards already. That! is a prob-lem.
PS to greasy hair geek guy: Can I take a spin in your ride? I think your Bugs are kinda hip. Your see-through shirt with no undershirt however...
According to the guy behind the counter with greasy hair and glasses from the 1970's, "It's a nasty one." I believe he then mumbled something about it "Being popular with the kids this season." Whatever Buddy! Just fix it. This (insert air quotes) virus (insert air quotes again) you speak of is causing me not to be able to keep up with Brooke's tweats and Jessica's important emails about Britney Spears. Not to mention, now that I have absolutely no connection to the outside world, I have had time to complete 11! Thank You cards already. That! is a prob-lem.
PS to greasy hair geek guy: Can I take a spin in your ride? I think your Bugs are kinda hip. Your see-through shirt with no undershirt however...
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