About this time of year I start keeping a list of things I would like for Christmas on the side of the refrigerator. I write stuff down whenever I think about them so I won't be caught with that "Ummm,, a gift card?" response like many years in the past. Here's what I have so far:
* A SpotBot
* A big Tupperware bowl with a lid
* A PikePass
* A cheapie Ipod speaker dock
* To look like Julianne Hough and dance with Warren Sapp to Ice Ice Baby. He would be so fun.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Subliminal Message??
Things I thought or did an hour before falling asleep last night:
1. Added a few items to my baby registry suggested by an experienced mom.
2. Googled: "Adoption shower ideas".
3. Ate some Wheat Thins.
4. Read over the Baby Feeding Classes sheet I picked up at the doctor's office yesterday.
5. Read through (and subsequently freaked out at) a pamphlet on breastfeeding.
The result:
I had a very vivid dream about Jessica and I having a conjoined baby shower at the La Leche headquarters. It was an old house with cool modern lounge-like sections inside. The sections were separated by sheer panels separating those parts for baby showers (with wheat thin hors d'oeuvres trays) and those for baby feeding classes. I walked all around the headquarters and into each of the different classes; one on breast feeding exclusively, one on formula feeding only, and one for those who plan on going back to work and doing both. After not being able to decide on which class to join, I just went back to the baby shower and Jessica and I started opening gifts.
I think from now on I'll just have to start watching Dancing With The Stars right before drifting off. Maybe it will result in a few better dreams of sequins and lights and not breast pumps.
PS: Do you think breastfeeding is going to be a problem if I still giggle every time I type the word "breast"? I am sooo doomed.
1. Added a few items to my baby registry suggested by an experienced mom.
2. Googled: "Adoption shower ideas".
3. Ate some Wheat Thins.
4. Read over the Baby Feeding Classes sheet I picked up at the doctor's office yesterday.
5. Read through (and subsequently freaked out at) a pamphlet on breastfeeding.
The result:
I had a very vivid dream about Jessica and I having a conjoined baby shower at the La Leche headquarters. It was an old house with cool modern lounge-like sections inside. The sections were separated by sheer panels separating those parts for baby showers (with wheat thin hors d'oeuvres trays) and those for baby feeding classes. I walked all around the headquarters and into each of the different classes; one on breast feeding exclusively, one on formula feeding only, and one for those who plan on going back to work and doing both. After not being able to decide on which class to join, I just went back to the baby shower and Jessica and I started opening gifts.
I think from now on I'll just have to start watching Dancing With The Stars right before drifting off. Maybe it will result in a few better dreams of sequins and lights and not breast pumps.
PS: Do you think breastfeeding is going to be a problem if I still giggle every time I type the word "breast"? I am sooo doomed.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Is This a Great State or What?
The pros and cons of being a State employee:
Pros:
* Paid holidays
* Great insurance
* 8-5 Mon.-Fri.
* Job Security
* Casual Fridays
Cons:
* Having to have your coworker kill the cockroaches on your desk with yellow post-its.
Pros:
* Paid holidays
* Great insurance
* 8-5 Mon.-Fri.
* Job Security
* Casual Fridays
Cons:
* Having to have your coworker kill the cockroaches on your desk with yellow post-its.
Monday, September 29, 2008
How Ruuude!
In the words of Stephanie Tanner. (Does that date me?)
Nathan and I tried out a restaurant on Saturday night that we had a buy one/get one free entree for. It was a quaint little place with a warm, casual atmosphere and great waiters. You could really tell that this was no wham-bam get 'em out fast type of Italian restaurant. We loved it.
Everything had great flavor and we were both really hungry. Apparently, I was even more hungry than I thought as noted when the 17 year old Harry Potter look-alike of a busboy came to clear our plates and took mine while mumbling, "I can see you really enjoyed it."
What the heck does THAT mean?!! Was he implying that I ate a lot? I thought my meal was an average portion of two pasta tube things stuffed with chicken and wilted balsamic spinach on the side. Was it really that much food? How come he didn't say anything about Nathan's plate. Could he not tell I was eating for two? Did Nathan hear him? Did I hear him incorrectly? What did he mean by that? Do I look that fat?
...then I ordered the cheesecake from Carnegie Deli. (sigh...)
Nathan and I tried out a restaurant on Saturday night that we had a buy one/get one free entree for. It was a quaint little place with a warm, casual atmosphere and great waiters. You could really tell that this was no wham-bam get 'em out fast type of Italian restaurant. We loved it.
Everything had great flavor and we were both really hungry. Apparently, I was even more hungry than I thought as noted when the 17 year old Harry Potter look-alike of a busboy came to clear our plates and took mine while mumbling, "I can see you really enjoyed it."
What the heck does THAT mean?!! Was he implying that I ate a lot? I thought my meal was an average portion of two pasta tube things stuffed with chicken and wilted balsamic spinach on the side. Was it really that much food? How come he didn't say anything about Nathan's plate. Could he not tell I was eating for two? Did Nathan hear him? Did I hear him incorrectly? What did he mean by that? Do I look that fat?
...then I ordered the cheesecake from Carnegie Deli. (sigh...)
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Blame Emily.
I've been tagged by my ex-BFF, Emily. She and I used to be BFFs until she took my blog off her blog-roll because I just happened to take a 2 month sabbatical from writing. Whatev. I'm over it. She makes great book club chocolate cake and I'm trying to be nice to her so she will clue me in on where she buys all of her hair bows. For her daughter. Not for her. That would be weird and we could not be friends if SHE wore the hair bows. So here are"Six Totally Random Things About Myself" :
1. I'm currently obsessed with starting a baby registry. It seems like it would be easy to just pick out things you like, but I've been seriously fretting for at least 3 weeks now if people will think bad of me if some of the items are expensive. I think I've discussed it with at least four others, seeking approval that it would be okay to register for these, even though they're super-pricey. But, gosh-darn they're beautiful.
2. I sometimes secretly wish I was the same size as my husband. Not so much because I want to be thin like him, but it would be really convenient to be able to wear the same size. I hate doing laundry and sometimes it would be awfully tempting to just grab a pair of his undies in a pinch instead of starting a load at 11:45 pm. I am so in trouble for just typing this...
3. I am so excited about the new season of Dancing With The Stars. I laughed out loud when I saw one of my faves so far, Warren Sapp, doing the signature Kid 'N Play dance in his second performance. It reminded of the time in high school that my friend Courtney spent the night at my house and for some stupid reason we decided that dancing in the kitchen in our socks in the middle of the night was a good idea. We discovered that we were really good at doing the Kid 'N Play funky Charleston-type dance. We also discovered that socks on a linoleum floor can be a little slippery.
4. I hate taking roads that I'm unfamiliar with. I'm pretty good with directions, but I live in fear of going the wrong way on a one-way street. And don't tell my husband, but I hate going down roads where I'm not sure if it is two lanes for me to drive in or one for me and the other for the other direction drivers. I know there's some rule about a white line or a yellow or a dashed or whatever, but I figure staying in the far right lane is safest.
5. I was so jealous of other girls talking to Nathan about sports, I started listening to The Sports Animal in the car so that he would be impressed. Now, I'm over the competition thing and just find it more relaxing and entertaining than the cringing music on other stations.
6. I get on the scale every. single. morning. Even while pregnant. I get mad if I forget to weigh before eating something, but I will still weigh and subtract the amount I think the food weighed. I even do a little fudging of the numbers if I forget to weigh until after my shower and my hair is wet. This in no way prohibits me from stuffing my face, but just knowing the number makes me feel better. Is that bad? Discovery Channel's not gonna put me on a food disorder show are they? I still eat french fries. And cake. And cookies. And all in the same day.
I'm going to tag Nathan (either this blog or his weather one), Denae, Charly, Audrey and Aubrey if she has time with her new little one.
1. I'm currently obsessed with starting a baby registry. It seems like it would be easy to just pick out things you like, but I've been seriously fretting for at least 3 weeks now if people will think bad of me if some of the items are expensive. I think I've discussed it with at least four others, seeking approval that it would be okay to register for these, even though they're super-pricey. But, gosh-darn they're beautiful.
2. I sometimes secretly wish I was the same size as my husband. Not so much because I want to be thin like him, but it would be really convenient to be able to wear the same size. I hate doing laundry and sometimes it would be awfully tempting to just grab a pair of his undies in a pinch instead of starting a load at 11:45 pm. I am so in trouble for just typing this...
3. I am so excited about the new season of Dancing With The Stars. I laughed out loud when I saw one of my faves so far, Warren Sapp, doing the signature Kid 'N Play dance in his second performance. It reminded of the time in high school that my friend Courtney spent the night at my house and for some stupid reason we decided that dancing in the kitchen in our socks in the middle of the night was a good idea. We discovered that we were really good at doing the Kid 'N Play funky Charleston-type dance. We also discovered that socks on a linoleum floor can be a little slippery.
4. I hate taking roads that I'm unfamiliar with. I'm pretty good with directions, but I live in fear of going the wrong way on a one-way street. And don't tell my husband, but I hate going down roads where I'm not sure if it is two lanes for me to drive in or one for me and the other for the other direction drivers. I know there's some rule about a white line or a yellow or a dashed or whatever, but I figure staying in the far right lane is safest.
5. I was so jealous of other girls talking to Nathan about sports, I started listening to The Sports Animal in the car so that he would be impressed. Now, I'm over the competition thing and just find it more relaxing and entertaining than the cringing music on other stations.
6. I get on the scale every. single. morning. Even while pregnant. I get mad if I forget to weigh before eating something, but I will still weigh and subtract the amount I think the food weighed. I even do a little fudging of the numbers if I forget to weigh until after my shower and my hair is wet. This in no way prohibits me from stuffing my face, but just knowing the number makes me feel better. Is that bad? Discovery Channel's not gonna put me on a food disorder show are they? I still eat french fries. And cake. And cookies. And all in the same day.
I'm going to tag Nathan (either this blog or his weather one), Denae, Charly, Audrey and Aubrey if she has time with her new little one.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Weekend Ups and Downs
This weekend was full 'em.
Friday:
Down: I had to sell a kidney at lunch in order to put down our first month's tuition at the daycare we chose to reserve our spot. It's crazy that one month of daycare will cost more for our daughter than for my husband's tuition bill at UCO.
Up: Dinner with Brooke and Derek was excellent. We had a buy one-get one meal coupon to a place that we had never been. Goldie's has really good fries. A drive-thru orange sherbet from Braum's afterwards was equally yummy.
Down: The four of us never ended up watching the Redbox movie we rented.
Up: Good conversation while watching Van sleep was better than Harold and Kumar any day. Plus added bonus: I remembered to actually return the video on Sunday morning.
Saturday:
Down: I went to visit a friend that works at Starbucks. She wasn't working that day.
Up: I left with a passion iced tea and headed to Ruth's Sweete Justice next door for a cookie. They had this thing called a Magic Bar. It was magical indeed.
Down: Jessica and I ran to see "The Women" at Tinseltown while our guys were golfing. I give it a rating of "ehh."
Up: I got to see the preview again for the movie I really want to see, "Nights in Rodanthe." Plus, I put Jess on song patrol to figure out who the song was by on the preview and she came through on Sunday.
Sunday:
Down: I woke up with a sore throat and a very sick and feverish husband.
Up: I used my emergency Gatorade run for Nathan as an excuse to buy a box of Captain Crunch I'd been craving for a week. I NEVER eat C.C., but it really sounded good.
Up: The Gatorade only cost $1.94.
Down: Somehow my Walmart receipt totaled at $57.86. How did that happen? I should never be allowed to go to WalMart Neighborhood Market unaccompanied.
Down: There was NOTHING on TV except for Nathan flipping between the Ryder Cup and football.
Up: Occasionally, I caught a glimpse of how my Titans were kicking some Houston boot-tah.
Friday:
Down: I had to sell a kidney at lunch in order to put down our first month's tuition at the daycare we chose to reserve our spot. It's crazy that one month of daycare will cost more for our daughter than for my husband's tuition bill at UCO.
Up: Dinner with Brooke and Derek was excellent. We had a buy one-get one meal coupon to a place that we had never been. Goldie's has really good fries. A drive-thru orange sherbet from Braum's afterwards was equally yummy.
Down: The four of us never ended up watching the Redbox movie we rented.
Up: Good conversation while watching Van sleep was better than Harold and Kumar any day. Plus added bonus: I remembered to actually return the video on Sunday morning.
Saturday:
Down: I went to visit a friend that works at Starbucks. She wasn't working that day.
Up: I left with a passion iced tea and headed to Ruth's Sweete Justice next door for a cookie. They had this thing called a Magic Bar. It was magical indeed.
Down: Jessica and I ran to see "The Women" at Tinseltown while our guys were golfing. I give it a rating of "ehh."
Up: I got to see the preview again for the movie I really want to see, "Nights in Rodanthe." Plus, I put Jess on song patrol to figure out who the song was by on the preview and she came through on Sunday.
Sunday:
Down: I woke up with a sore throat and a very sick and feverish husband.
Up: I used my emergency Gatorade run for Nathan as an excuse to buy a box of Captain Crunch I'd been craving for a week. I NEVER eat C.C., but it really sounded good.
Up: The Gatorade only cost $1.94.
Down: Somehow my Walmart receipt totaled at $57.86. How did that happen? I should never be allowed to go to WalMart Neighborhood Market unaccompanied.
Down: There was NOTHING on TV except for Nathan flipping between the Ryder Cup and football.
Up: Occasionally, I caught a glimpse of how my Titans were kicking some Houston boot-tah.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Quick Plug For The Colonel
I just have to break in and say that the new original recipe chicken strips from KFC are da bomb biggity. Go right now. Buy some. Buy some for me too. That is all.
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