Sigh... :)))
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July 30, 2010
July 24, 2010
2 hour nap
I got a 2 hour nap on the couch today and woke up to silence. This is what I found:
Maddie spit up on the sheets this morning.... Hence, no sheets.
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Maddie spit up on the sheets this morning.... Hence, no sheets.
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July 22, 2010
2 Month Check Up!
Baby girl was a trooper. She weighed in at 9lb 9oz (25 percentile), 23 inches (75 percentile), and her big, beautiful head is in the 25 percentile! Not bad for a preemie!
Here she is waiting for her appointment, smiling at daddy:
Oh em gee, could you die from that Mohawk!? Right!!?
She got her shots and she's a total trooper!!! She was tired and a BIT cranky, but she's still super sweet.
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Here she is waiting for her appointment, smiling at daddy:
Oh em gee, could you die from that Mohawk!? Right!!?
She got her shots and she's a total trooper!!! She was tired and a BIT cranky, but she's still super sweet.
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July 21, 2010
I'm so not as interesting as I thought I was...
My daughter finds me very entertaining. She is happy. She is sweet. She just wants to be with me.
I put her in her crib today so i could get ready, and haven't heard a peep for the last 45 min. She's been staring at the toile design of her bedding. She never stares at ME for that long. Apparently I'm not nearly as interesting as I thought I was.
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I put her in her crib today so i could get ready, and haven't heard a peep for the last 45 min. She's been staring at the toile design of her bedding. She never stares at ME for that long. Apparently I'm not nearly as interesting as I thought I was.
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July 18, 2010
July 17, 2010
Testing iBlogging
Apparently blogging is supposed to be easy on the iPhone. We'll see...
I'll post this great WalMart moment...
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I'll post this great WalMart moment...
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July 16, 2010
Husband Greatness
I came home from Colorado to a clean house and my husband is putting the baby to bed for the first time.... :) Usually, I feed her RIGHT before she goes to sleep, so I put her to bed.... This time I fed her earlier so we gave her a bath right before bed and now my husband is rocking her til she gets sleepy. They're in the other room. She was crying for about a minute....
Now it's quiet. :)
I'm getting teary.....
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Warning! Random video cuteness! This is my sweet daughter just hours old....
Now it's quiet. :)
I'm getting teary.....
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Warning! Random video cuteness! This is my sweet daughter just hours old....
Madelynn Joy, 5/19/10, 5lb 9oz, 19inches
Since I last posted, we welcomed an amazing little girl into the world.
She is perfect.
She is so sweet and so precious it's hard to imagine ever having felt joy before her.
Unfortunately, I've been such a bad blogger...that I'm a BIT far behind on the postage.....
We'll try to stay more up to date this time. I'm going to slowly start updating my blog until I am current with what's going on. Good luck to me!
She is perfect.
She is so sweet and so precious it's hard to imagine ever having felt joy before her.
Unfortunately, I've been such a bad blogger...that I'm a BIT far behind on the postage.....
We'll try to stay more up to date this time. I'm going to slowly start updating my blog until I am current with what's going on. Good luck to me!
April 03, 2010
February 10, 2010
HI BABY!
I never would have thought this would be so fun! I love being pregnant now that I'm not puking my guts out every 20 minutes. I can pretty much feel her all the time. Every move she makes, I can feel. She'll kick me all day long, then my husband will get home and she's dead to the world....
February 01, 2010
Read the fine print!
If you'll read the fine print you'll see that it says "gluten-free,
dairy-free" cookies.... And they are REDONK!!!!!!!!!
I can eat cookies without itching! I can eat cookies without
procuring a rash over my entire body! I can eat cookies!!!!!!!
January 28, 2010
Nice park job, buddy...
car and didn't even consider fixing it. His time is super importante.
January 24, 2010
PINK PINK PINK PINK!!!!
bedding! Maybe I'll live in her room.
January 23, 2010
Finally Over
ALLLLLLL the time and got severely dehydrated. LAAAAME.
At 16 weeks I went back to work. At 18 weeks I stopped really feeling
sick. And at 19 weeks I went away. The joys of pregnancy.
January 20, 2010
Has it been that long?
Got pregnant.
Got SIIIIIIICK!!! Google hypermesis gaviderum (sp).
And it's a girl!!!!
Say hi to Madelynn Joy!
I'll try to keep in touch. Although, life blows without a computer.
It's either not get a computer or have a home birth, and, well, I'm
just too chicken.
February 18, 2009
Sooooo, don't buy snacks from gas stations in rich people neighborhoods
About three years ago I landed a pretty sweet gig tutoring rich kids. Lots of money...they work with my hours. Sweet. Well, I was on my way to one of my jobs and I stopped at a gas station to get some snacks. It was one of those gas stations that looks corporate on the outside, but on the inside smells like weird cleaner and all of the food is generic and near expiration and dusty!? Seriously, does Chevron dust their snack foods?... do you know what I'm talking about?
I walked in and the guy behind the counter was SUUUPER friendly. He had huge fake teeth and was all sorts of bending over backwards to help me. "Are you working hard today?" Is what he asked me when I headed for the counter. The question caught me off guard, I don't think anyone has asked me that when I'm not at work. I made some lamewad remark and motioned to put my food on the counter. This is where it gets crazy...
I was about 4 steps away, not even TO the counter, when he leaned to the right in the direction of the cash register, pushed some buttons all fast and then straightened up to face me again. At first I figured he was doing something with the gas pumps, but then he whipped my card out of my hand and before I knew it he was telling me the yellow copy was mine. I seriously frickin' blinked and the transaction was over. He rang the food before I even got to the counter and ran the card before I even knew what was happening. I'll admit, I was impressed! I thought, "damn! This guy really knows his stuff! How did he even know what food I had in my hand."
I got into my car feeling pretty much like I went through a revolving door and my hair was still whipping around my face. I had that downward, thoughtful smile that you get when someone surprises you with their talents and you think "Huh, God really does bestow different gifts and talents on everyone." It's a moment of enlightenment...when God makes everything clear for ... WAIT! WTH!? $4.57 for two crummy snacks?!?
I was WRONG...That guy was not good at his job, he was GREAT at it. He was on par with those guys in New York who walk around with the cups and the walnut and ask tourists to "find the nut find the nut" while they move the cups in figure 8's around faster than you can see and use slimy slide of hand tricks making it impossible to win any money. Here's the receipt:
You can't see it, but the two prices are $1.08 and $3.49.
This is what I bought (objects may appear larger than they are):
The cracker jacks should be $1.08... but the peanuts, which btw are neither sweet nor salty, they're JUST frickin' peanuts, had the price on the bag and they were $1.67.... PSH!
This guy ripped me off! Now, before you call me cheap, hear me out. My tab should have been $2.75. That means he overcharged me by $1.82....which is like 66%! If my bill would have been $275....he would have charged me $182 more!? SERIOUSLY!
Whatever. It wasn't even worth going back in for the few dollars, so I just left. And that's exactly when I realized the genius of his plan. He woo's us with his speed and seemingly chipper disposition, then expects us to drive away if we realize his "mistake" . He set up shop in just the right place. It's a neighborhood where people don't check receipts under $200.... Very Smart. He's like the Houdini of the gas station world, so it's only appropriate that his store be named accordingly...
I walked in and the guy behind the counter was SUUUPER friendly. He had huge fake teeth and was all sorts of bending over backwards to help me. "Are you working hard today?" Is what he asked me when I headed for the counter. The question caught me off guard, I don't think anyone has asked me that when I'm not at work. I made some lamewad remark and motioned to put my food on the counter. This is where it gets crazy...
I was about 4 steps away, not even TO the counter, when he leaned to the right in the direction of the cash register, pushed some buttons all fast and then straightened up to face me again. At first I figured he was doing something with the gas pumps, but then he whipped my card out of my hand and before I knew it he was telling me the yellow copy was mine. I seriously frickin' blinked and the transaction was over. He rang the food before I even got to the counter and ran the card before I even knew what was happening. I'll admit, I was impressed! I thought, "damn! This guy really knows his stuff! How did he even know what food I had in my hand."
I got into my car feeling pretty much like I went through a revolving door and my hair was still whipping around my face. I had that downward, thoughtful smile that you get when someone surprises you with their talents and you think "Huh, God really does bestow different gifts and talents on everyone." It's a moment of enlightenment...when God makes everything clear for ... WAIT! WTH!? $4.57 for two crummy snacks?!?
I was WRONG...That guy was not good at his job, he was GREAT at it. He was on par with those guys in New York who walk around with the cups and the walnut and ask tourists to "find the nut find the nut" while they move the cups in figure 8's around faster than you can see and use slimy slide of hand tricks making it impossible to win any money. Here's the receipt:
You can't see it, but the two prices are $1.08 and $3.49.
This is what I bought (objects may appear larger than they are):
The cracker jacks should be $1.08... but the peanuts, which btw are neither sweet nor salty, they're JUST frickin' peanuts, had the price on the bag and they were $1.67.... PSH!
This guy ripped me off! Now, before you call me cheap, hear me out. My tab should have been $2.75. That means he overcharged me by $1.82....which is like 66%! If my bill would have been $275....he would have charged me $182 more!? SERIOUSLY!
Whatever. It wasn't even worth going back in for the few dollars, so I just left. And that's exactly when I realized the genius of his plan. He woo's us with his speed and seemingly chipper disposition, then expects us to drive away if we realize his "mistake" . He set up shop in just the right place. It's a neighborhood where people don't check receipts under $200.... Very Smart. He's like the Houdini of the gas station world, so it's only appropriate that his store be named accordingly...
February 16, 2009
70 Hour Work Week in the Cuuuuuntry
Upon leaving my final shift on Saturday, through unadulterated sobs, I asked M&M (my fiance) to add up the hours that I worked. 70. 70 hours, 4,200 minutes, or 252,o00 seconds of WOOOORK. Why so many hours? Good question... I decided to whore myself out to every opportunity for extra cash and it ALL came in one week. The final waitressing shift on Saturday was the piece of kindling that snapped my spine like twig. The cherry on my Headache Sundae was the engagement pictures scheduled for the Sunday at the end of my MURDEROUS week.
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So, I'm not sure if I've ever told you about the city I work in. It's a Cuuuuuuntry town and in the words of reading rainbow, you don't have to take my word for it....
Exhibit A: These are pocket knives on sale for $7 at the local gas station that has a connecting door with Grandy's....
Exhibit B: In the plastic cases, there are watches for sale at the same gas station. :) These watches are blingin. Also, there are fancy rings... All for under $20...Christmas is coming.
Exhibit C: That is a Dorrito Purse. I can't talk about what's wrong with this...
In the city I work in, there's a Subway. And a Dairy Queen. And a Grandy's. The nearest grocery store is 15 minutes on the highway. But we have 2 dollar stores. Seriously.
Ok, enough... Among other fabulocities on Valentine's Day, my fiance did this for me on the driveway.. heeee. :)
That is why no post.
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So, I'm not sure if I've ever told you about the city I work in. It's a Cuuuuuuntry town and in the words of reading rainbow, you don't have to take my word for it....
Exhibit A: These are pocket knives on sale for $7 at the local gas station that has a connecting door with Grandy's....
Exhibit B: In the plastic cases, there are watches for sale at the same gas station. :) These watches are blingin. Also, there are fancy rings... All for under $20...Christmas is coming.
Exhibit C: That is a Dorrito Purse. I can't talk about what's wrong with this...In the city I work in, there's a Subway. And a Dairy Queen. And a Grandy's. The nearest grocery store is 15 minutes on the highway. But we have 2 dollar stores. Seriously.
Ok, enough... Among other fabulocities on Valentine's Day, my fiance did this for me on the driveway.. heeee. :)
That is why no post.
February 06, 2009
Hey, wedding planning.... BITE ME!!!!
A hundred phone calls and e-mails and hours later.... and there are NO churches near my venue for under $2000. I SAID TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS AND THAT WAS THE CHEAP, NOT AS BEAUTIFUL ONE. Screw you and the stained glass windows you rode in on, pretty churches with convenient locations for my guests! With big, oak (is here any other wood?) doors with the rot iron handles that look like castles. There is NO way on God's blessed earth I am spending $2000 to spend 20 minutes in your building. That's $100/min...$1.50/second, you suck! The one I dream of is $4500, may God strike me if I'm lying.
I hate plans. I'm not a list person-- wait-- I'm a list person that doesn't complete tasks in order and loses the list before the day is through. My classroom lesson plans are main ideas with some strategies and a whole lot of flying around the room by the seat of my pants. There's just no time for silly lists!! I'm too busy doing stuff I was supposed to do two weeks ago, dummy! Ya know what I think it is? I hate waiting. Whenever I REALLY plan something out, I end up getting there way early and I have to sit in the waiting room... or sit in my car... or twiddle my thumbs. So I put things off until the LAST minute. I work better under pressure.
Ok, so the wedding is almost exactly 6 months away and I have booked the venue and......and nothing. Nothing else is done. Tomorrow are the engagement pics.
In closing I would like to say; Wedding planning...
I hope you stub your toe on the way to the bathroom at 2am and it hurts so much it wakes you up and then you can't got back to sleep until 30 minutes before your alarm. I hope your neighbors have a huge deciduous tree that loses it's leaves in your yard every year. I hope you get your Sunday paper stolen just often enough to be annoying. I hope you ALWAYS get the wobbly wheeled cart with string in the wheel at the grocery store. I hope you spill coffee on your khaki pants before an interview. I hope you get the gas pump that's out on a cold day and have to move your car. I hope you pick the slow lane at the bank....
I hope you get pink eye.
I hate plans. I'm not a list person-- wait-- I'm a list person that doesn't complete tasks in order and loses the list before the day is through. My classroom lesson plans are main ideas with some strategies and a whole lot of flying around the room by the seat of my pants. There's just no time for silly lists!! I'm too busy doing stuff I was supposed to do two weeks ago, dummy! Ya know what I think it is? I hate waiting. Whenever I REALLY plan something out, I end up getting there way early and I have to sit in the waiting room... or sit in my car... or twiddle my thumbs. So I put things off until the LAST minute. I work better under pressure.
Ok, so the wedding is almost exactly 6 months away and I have booked the venue and......and nothing. Nothing else is done. Tomorrow are the engagement pics.
In closing I would like to say; Wedding planning...
I hope you stub your toe on the way to the bathroom at 2am and it hurts so much it wakes you up and then you can't got back to sleep until 30 minutes before your alarm. I hope your neighbors have a huge deciduous tree that loses it's leaves in your yard every year. I hope you get your Sunday paper stolen just often enough to be annoying. I hope you ALWAYS get the wobbly wheeled cart with string in the wheel at the grocery store. I hope you spill coffee on your khaki pants before an interview. I hope you get the gas pump that's out on a cold day and have to move your car. I hope you pick the slow lane at the bank....
I hope you get pink eye.
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