Thursday, May 15, 2008
Oblio is a dog
Oh man! I've just got to go see this! I grew up listening to the record overandoverandover again. I love this story!Anyone want to babysit the kidlette so I can go?? |
damn, i'm doing a lot of mini posts today
(I guess I need Twitter, but I don't like it.)I'm so glad that I work at a hospital because my breast pump broke this morning and I can just walk across the courtyard to use the hospital grade ones while I wait for my replacement to be overnighted. Phew! Otherwise, the sisters would be HUGE and PAINFUL!
[Okay, so now Madela is telling me that my pump isn't under warranty because I bought it from an individual on Ebay, as opposed to a company on Ebay, EVEN THOUGH I specifically called them and asked them PRIOR to purchase if it would be covered. They said as long as it was brand new in a sealed box it would be covered. I'm so pissed right now. I just left a voicemail for a manager at Madela. They BETTER freaking replace this thing. I'm not about to drop another $250 on a new one.]
[Okay, awesome. I just got another call from Madela and they are going to honor the warranty because I was told by one of their customer service reps that it would be covered. Good thing because I was gonna have to woop some breast pump rep ass!] |
tragedy
My heart breaks for all of the parents. Please say a prayer for them today. |P.M.What!?
Q: Who goes home early because they are feeling exceedingly tired and then, instead of napping, eats kidney beans in bed?A: Me, that's who. I'm a different duck, what can I say?
Yeah, so I've been wicked tired all week and kinda bitchy. Is this PMS? I have no idea. I haven't gone through that in over a year now so I don't know what to expect. |
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy First Mother's Day To Me!
What a lovely day I've had. My darling husband made me homemade Belgian waffles with fresh strawberries and whipped cream for breakfast and then gave me a gift certificate for a manicure/pedicure at a local spa. And, as I type this, he's making steak with grilled mushrooms and blue cheese, mashed potatoes, carrots, AND the dessert I requested that the house elf make! I love you Huz. Thank you.We were going to go on a hike but it was really windy and chilly today so we went to the mall instead and found some sandals for him and a bag for me (except mine wasn't $10! Not fair!). I also bought Claire a cute little sun hat and pair of embroidered socks at The Children's Place. We were going to go to the art museum but I was pooped after our sojourn to the mall (I'm not a mall person - they wear me out) so we went home and everybody took a nap. It was blissful. This was followed by Huz and I looking over all the home movies we've made of Claire so far. We both got teary-eyed over how small she used to be. It's amazing how quickly the time has gone. She's such a wonderful baby and I thank God every day for the blessing and gift that she is. I had no idea how strongly I could love until I became a mother. It's vast, overwhelming, powerful, life-changing. I love every minute of it and would have it no other way. I love you Claire.
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Friday, May 9, 2008
Friday Freezer Reveal
I have declared that today is Friday Freezer Reveal Day, so take a picture of your freezer and show the world!Here's mine. I've got TONS of boob juice (you're welcome for sharing) so I don't think Claire is in any danger of starving any time soon, homemade chicken stock, homemade ragu sauce, homemade baby food (carrots, green beans, sweet potatoes), bread crumbs for a future bread pudding (I hope it magically turns itself into habanero bread pudding - house elf? are you reading this?), and best of all, Huz has a martini glass ready to go - complete with a lemon peel in it. He cracks me up.
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Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Idol on Ice
So Idol is about to start and before I watch I just want to proclaim to all of you that if Castro isn't eliminated tonight, I hereby boycott AI. He was horribly bad last night, didn't even appear to try, and I'm tired of him. Little Archie impressed me despite my best efforts not to like him. David came in 2nd place in my book. Overall, though, my love for AI has chilled significantly as the season has progressed. I think I'm bored and just ready for it to be over. I cannot wait for "So You Think You Can Dance" to start, though. I love me some dancing!Yesterday was a shitty day for me, or as my Fodder Friend would say, it was an "ass pancake" day. I think I'm going to start having a "Fodder Friend Tidbit" and give you something crazy funny that my friend tells me each week. I know it sure brightens up my day, so it's bound to do the same for you.
This morning didn't start off so well either. We're getting a lot of estimates on the remaining housework we want to get done (exterior painting and new counter tops put in the kitchen - can't wait!). Apparently Cambridge is against having a certain company do our painting because she vomited all over his estimate and I found it this morning on my way to the kitchen to make breakfast. On my way back from throwing the entire cat puke on estimate sandwich away, I stepped in another pile of cat puke with my bare feet. Thanks a lot, Cambridge. That was just a lovely start to my day.
I think I'm going to go on a writer's strike until I get more comments on that hilarious post about Huz on the roof. I'm simply not satisfied with 3 comments and think it was way funnier than any of you apparently did. Hmmph.
p.s. Claire did fine with her shots. I didn't cry! Either I'm getting really calloused or having her sit on my lap facing away from me did the trick. Not seeing her sad little face drop those tears of pain helped. |
Monday, May 5, 2008
The Man I Love (alternate title: Book Smarts Does Not Equal Practical Smarts)
Okay, there's no way I can't blog about an incident that happened Sunday afternoon. It will totally embarrass him, I'm sure, but I have to tell you a Huz story.So, I was pulling up to the driveway after doing a few errands with Claire Bear (the usual - going to a few stores like Target*, etc.) and I was admiring the freshly mown lawn that Huz had just done when something caught my eye. I glanced upward to our roof and what do you think I saw? A bird? No. A squirrel? No. It was my husband. He was all the way up there hanging onto the chimney in what appeared to be a bear hug. Oh my gawd. As I pulled further into the driveway, the scene got worse. The reason he was up there was because he clearly got sick of the huge, tacky antenna and decided to take it down. The only problem was he forgot to move the car below and the antenna came crashing down quicker than he thought it would. I pulled to a stop with my mouth wide open as I looked at the huge metal antenna dangling mere inches above the Saturn. It hung from a single wire still attached to the chimney where Huz was sitting. I grabbed the car seat and brought Claire inside, snatched the Saturn keys from the key hook, ran outside and carefully got into the car (fearful that the huge metal spider was going to come crashing down on my head any minute) and backed up out of harm's way. I helped support the ladder as my inconveniently scared-of-heights husband came down and assessed the situation from the ground. Unfortunately for him, he had to go back up there and cut the remaining wire to release the metal beast which came crashing down to the now (thank God) car-free driveway.
*Don't worry, I didn't steal anything this time.
Note to self: book smarts does not equal practical smarts.
Another note to self: good thing this man is kind, a kick-ass chef (he just made me pepper-crusted steak in a bourbon cream sauce, sauteed green beans with walnuts and lemon, and roasted olive oil rosemary potatoes on Friday), and good at you know what. Otherwise, I'd be seriously questioning my decision to marry such a retard! Love you, hon! :)
Here's the antenna post Huz demolition:
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Sunday, May 4, 2008
Friend Fodder
I have to tell you guys about my crazy new friend, Trish. She is hilarious, in your face honest, and perfectly herself, no matter what. I have really grown to admire and respect her in a very short amount of time. Here's a few reasons I like her:1. She just ran a half marathon, even though she was injured and stopped training a month before the race. I watched her video and cried at the end. She is my new hero and for the first time in my life I feel the desire to run a race.
2. She inadvertently gives me great nicknames for Claire because I steal them from her. She called her baby "Widget" and so I called Claire the same when she was first born. Of course, it evolved to "The Owiginal Widgenator" and "Widgy Widge," but it was totally her word. The other day I found myself calling Claire "Kidlette" and I had to call Trish to ask her if she used that name because all of a sudden it was in my vocabulary. It was totally hers again.
3. She comes up with the greatest lines. For example, the other day she called me to let me know that our mutual friend was ill. We decided I could make a dinner for her while Trish volunteered to clean since she can't cook*. I agreed and she said, "you know you don't have to go all crazy and make a roast lamb duck caramelized fruit loops or anything." Then she laughed at herself and claimed that watching Top Chef made her say "caramelized." I laughed hysterically, thinking to myself, "and you think the word 'caramelized' was the strange thing in that sentence!?"
*She keeps threatening to invite Huz and I over for
4. She leaves the craziest, laugh-out-loud voicemails on my cell phone. If only I knew how to transfer a message I've been saving to a digital file to upload for you. It was a song that she made up, on the fly, that rhymes*, for me. It mentions that I'm delicious and nutritious, then at the end she clearly doesn't know what else to say, pauses, and just hangs up. I died laughing.
*Such a Mom thing!
5. Mostly? I love my new friend because she gives my plenty of blog fodder! |
Friday, May 2, 2008
This and That (and hair and there)
So, my poor baby has her 6 month doctor visit in about an hour, which means more shots in her precious thunder thighs. I've cried every time she's had this done, right along with her, and I expect I'll do it again today. I've canceled my massage because I just can't imagine relaxing afterwards enough to enjoy it. I'll just have to reschedule because right now I'm in Mama Bear mode and can only think about getting her home safe to watch her for any (God forbid) reaction to the shots.In other news, I am such a good wife. Do you want to how good I am? I'll tell you. Huz was away at a theology meeting last night and I didn't watch Lost so that we could watch it together tonight. How committed is that!? Way committed.
I've had lots of ideas for posts, but just haven't put forth the effort. Hopefully the muse will strike this weekend. Until then, you have to remain bored, my pretties.
Let's see. Maybe I could ask your opinion on something - we all love to share our opinions, right? I saw a girl with this haircut the other day and was tempted. What do you think? I'd probably regret it a month later (as I always do going short), but with the warming weather it's awfully tempting.
I obviously have a thing for short hair. Here's a recent picture of me with my longish hair for comparison.
[So, my friend told me over the phone yesterday that she didn't vote here, but warned me not to cut my hair, lest I be seen as getting the "mommy haircut." She said that everyone would assume that's why I got my hair cut, because as a new mother I felt frumpy and needed to sass things up. What do you guys think? I always get the desire to cut my hair - usually once every year or two - so I don't think it's related to being a new mom, plus I don't feel frumpy since I fit into all my old size 4 and 6 pants. Her other point, though, was a good one. That particular haircut looks awesome the first week and then it quickly looks outgrown. I'm not a fan of high maintenance-must-go-to-the-stylist-a-lot kind of cut. Hmm.]
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