The Diary of Mrs. S

Moving Notice

2007-05-17T22:33:00.000-05:00

I guess I can say I have officially moved. Just as blogger was saving the drafts automatically.

I think I am going to stick with wordpress.

Come on over here.

Hope to see you there.

Whatever Wednesday

2007-05-09T12:01:00.000-05:00

Okay. First, I haven't figured out how to post pictures on Wordpress yet, so I'm going to post here and import them to wordpress.

Second, I don't have much to say right now, but I had show you these pictures!

Sleeping with her Grover

First time swimming! (today)

Time for a Change?

2007-05-08T15:56:00.000-05:00

I think I'm going to do it. I'm going to give it a try. So, come on over here. I haven't updated anything for today, but go ahead and bookmark me.

Friday fun!

2007-05-04T11:58:00.000-05:00

What a little ham!

Thursday's Question

2007-05-03T13:44:00.000-05:00

Was there a fence between you? Write a fictional piece about a real-life neighbor--past or present."

Really. Fictional? Hmmm, I'm no good at writing fiction. But since none of my neighbors, past or present, read this, I'll just tell you true stories.

Our old neighbors in our old neighborhood has these poodles. Little, white, yippy poodles. They would let them out at like 5:00 IN THE MORNING! Yip, yip, yip.... Drove me insane. We loved the neighbors though and are still friends.
The neighbors across the street in that same neighborhood, we called them the hillbillies. No good reason other than they had NO sense. Supposedly, the mom homeschooled the kids, from work apparently because the parents were never home and the kids ran rampant. Their names were even cheesy--Christian, Christopher, and Christina. Dude, the 6 year old couldn't read. So much for home schooling.
Boring answer. Sorry.

Thank goodness we moved!

Should I?

2007-05-02T21:30:00.000-05:00

Let me know what you think. I just don't know how to post pictures and you all know how I love to post pictures. So, tell me. I'll switch if you can tell me how to post pictures.

http://sterlingirl.wordpress.com/

Wednesday's Wise Question

2007-05-02T11:31:00.000-05:00

I thought I would post earlier in the day today. Usually I post later or after Lovey goes to bed.

Wednesday's question is:

"Who cheated you? Friend, enemy, or a stranger? Write about the experience."

Man, what a question. Let me think....

A stranger. A stranger cheated me of my comfort and security while at work. I probably should have never felt "secure" at work these days. A year and a half ago (The Friday night before Hurricane Katrina hit that Sunday) a man was walking near the pharmacy. Showing good customer service (I'm guilty of giving good service, so sue me) I asked him if he needed help finding anything. He had a container of Lysol wipes in his hand. He walked over, put them down on the counter at the counseltation window and said he wanted to buy them. I asked him to step around to the register so I could ring him up. Nevermind that he had absolutely nothing pertaining to medicine to buy, but I'm nice like that. He put the wipes on the counter followed by a medicine vial and a piece of paper which stated that he had a gun and to do what he asked. He wanted the bottle filled with Hydrocodone 10mg (Lortab 10). It's about the strongest C-III medication. C-II meds such as Morphine, Percocet, Adderall, etc, are kept locked up. I filled his bottle up. The hydrocodone was in an automatic counter thing, so I entered to count out 100 tablets, filled it up, and gave it to him. Asshole.
I was scared, shaken. I had never had to call 911 before. We immediately shut the windows so the police could do their jobs. A couple of weeks later, after doing the same to 5 other drugstores, the man was caught. I ID'd him, but thankfully didn't have to go to court. I'm not really sure what ever happened to him, but every once in a while I realize it could have been different.
So yeah, he took that away from me, and I will never be the same. I'm a little more aware of my surroundings now. At least I did gain something from it. I didn't break down until I was on my way home. Thankfully, it happened before Lovey or who knows what I would have done. I was always scared that somebody would come in and shoot us while I was pregnant. Now, I fear that still. Knowing I have Lovey makes me realize how important I am. She needs me, and I need to be here for her.
Don't even get me started on what the jackasses behind 9/11 took from me. I don't think I'll ever feel safe anymore. Now we have crazed gunman to worry about, too.

Tuesday's Question

2007-05-01T20:51:00.000-05:00

"When do we really reach adulthood? No matter what age you are right now...write about what you want to be when you grow up."

This is such a hard question. Most days I don't feel like I am a grown up. By that, I mean, I don't comprehend that I am 27 years old. I've been married for over six years and, I just recently added a baby to the mix. That should make anyone feel like an adult. It's funny this question was asked. I attended a wedding reception of an old coworker Saturday evening. While at work Sunday, my pharmacy manager and I were talking about it. I told her that the bride came over and talked to me for a really long time. I said it was probably because I was one of the few younger people there. Everybody else were adults and older people. Like I forgot I was an adult. I don't know.
I think I am beginning to realize adulthood as I hear about and experience the trials and tribulations that come with growing up. Such as, health issues, mortgages, and caring for my own baby. I often catch myself fearing the loss of my parents. I know the older I get, the older they get, and that scares me. This are just about perfect right now for me. I wish I could just freeze time.

When I grow up, I want to be a successful career woman. I love, love, love staying home and being with my baby girl, but I want to make her proud of me. I want her to see me as successful and know that she has options when she is an adult. (Wait, I don't want her to grow up!) My ultimate goal (as it has been since I was about 6 years old) is to be a pharmacist. I have been accepted to University of Tennessee (at Memphis) College of Pharmacy. I just have to persevere through the rest of the pre-requisite coursework. I don't really have a plan B. Maybe somehow use the Bachelor's degree I already have in Psychology. Who knows?

Tune in for tomorrow for Wednesday's question!

I was invited!

2007-04-30T17:49:00.000-05:00

Ashley decided to have a blog party. What is that? I don't know really, but I wanted to play. She came up with a question for each day of the week to blog about. Good, because that way I don't have to try to think about what to blog. She's done it for me. I was an occasional closet lurker on her site. She probably thinks I'm crazy for wanting to be invited to her blog party. But, who wouldn't jump at the chance for a week of topic given to you! So, if you want to play, go on over to her page and give her your email address.

"Where did you get your name? Write the story of how your first, middle, or last name became yours."

Well, my momma gave me my name. I think she got it out of a Baby name book. I do know that because my two older siblings names' began with a 'J', she decided, what the heck, I'll name baby #3 with a 'J' too. Growing up, I was never fond of my name. Nothing ever had my name on it. There was always things with my sister's name on them (her name is Julie, my brothers' names are Jason and Justin). Yea, it seems they all had normal, common names. Meeting someone with my name, Jana, is always exciting, not only for me, but for the other "Jana" as well. I've grown to accept it now. Just don't call me Gina, Dana, Janice, Janet, Janie...That drives me insane!!
My middle name is Michelle. Nothing fancy. But, I kinda like it. I, like Ashley, gave Baby S my middle name. I really like sharing my middle name with my baby girl.

Oh My Goodness!!

2007-04-23T12:00:00.000-05:00

She did it! Lovey rolled over this morning while she was playing!! She got her arm stuck under her at first, but she finally got it out from under her. She turned three months old yesterday (Sunday). AHHH!!!

The Interview

2007-04-20T09:19:00.000-05:00

I don't really know for certain where this orginated, but I know several people participated. I asked Rachel to interview me. Mainly because, though she lives in the same city basically, and we have mutual friends, we don't "know" each other.

So, here are her five questions for me.

1. When are you having another baby?
I'm really not too sure I want another baby. Don't get me wrong, I love Lovey with all I have and she is awesome and sweet and a GOOD SLEEPER! First, I felt absolutely horrible most of my pregnancy, though she is definitly worth it. Second, I don't know if I can handle more than one, but IF I (we) decided to have another one, it would have to be several, several years from now (like 5). Right now, I'm just enjoying being able to focus on Lovey.

2. How much has married life changed since Baby S arrived?
Well, the focus certainly changed. It's "look at what Lovey is doing", feeding Lovey, worrying about Lovey, etc. Sometimes I do feel bad for giving her so much attention. We do still make sure we kiss each other hello and goodbye.

3. What are some of the craziest people you've had come into where you work?
Hmmm....gosh, I could normally talk your ears off about this topic. Let me think....
Really, most people assume all we do is count pills and throw them in a bottle. Man, if you only knew. We've have insurance to deal with, doctor's offices calling, patients calling. And, yes, it may only take a few minutes to fill one prescription, but it takes a long time to fill 400! And listen, if you want your prescription filled accurately and in a timely fashion, then stop bitching about it to us. In the amount of time you just spent fussing at me, I could have had it half-way done. So there.
Okay, often times people use the pharmacy as a "free clinic" on the weekends. Example, "Hi, I cut my arm with a chainsaw. What can I put on it?" Seriously, not joking. It happened. I was there. We've had women on two seperate occasions whip out their boobies to show us something. This one customer asked "My tongue hurts. What do you think is wrong?" Another, "My stomach hurts. I went to the emergency room, but they couldn't find anything wrong. What can I take?" Umm, yeah.

Shall I go on?

4. If you could live any where in the world, where would it be and why?
Gosh, good question. I really have NO IDEA where I would live. I'm not really big on change. I'm comfortable here. As long as I am near my family, I would be happy. But I guess if we could all move, maybe somewhere in the Northeastern part of the country.

5. What hobbies do you have or what do you do in spare (ha) time?
Duh, shoppping, but that's not really a hobby, is it? Well, I do like to read and take hot baths. Now, I like hanging out with my sister and her baby or taking a walk with Lovey. I also like to watch TV, does that count? I sound pretty boring. Is talking a hobby?

1. If you want to do this meme, although I think most already have, leave me a comment saying, "Interview me." (If I don't have your email address already, either leave it in the comment or email me at youremail@.com)

2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.

3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.

4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.

5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Smile!

2007-04-19T11:00:00.000-05:00

Our first real family photo. I don't really like how I look, but Mr. S and Lovey look sweet.

Lovey hates being on her belly.

Time for a change?

2007-04-18T12:40:00.000-05:00

I've decided to try this 'paying your bills online' business. I'm not sure how comfortable I am with it. I've got everything set up on my online banking website. Lord knows it took forever for me to be comfortable to even sign up for online banking in the first place.

Why the hesitation? Well, that's a big ol' story. Anybody watch Dr. Phil yesterday? It was about this man who would use his brothers' identities for various things. Nothing like opening a credit card account or getting a loan or anything like that. Spoken like someone who has experienced that? Yep, I have. And it's a bitch. No, it was any of my siblings, but it was someone I know, knew, whatever. Technically, she was no longer part of the family.

Several years ago, I think back in 2003 or something, Mr. S and I decided to take advantage of the rock bottom mortgage interest rates. We decided to refinance the house. We go through the application process, we knew our credit was spotless. Well, we thought my credit was spotless. The guy processing the information from the bank proceeded to tell me about this American Express card with several thousand dollars on it, and it was nearly in collections. Then he started naming a couple of other credit cards in which I had NO IDEA existed in my name. Yes, my identity had been stolen. I guess, but not really. A few days later, I find out about a $10,000 loan taken out in my name. How the hell? I was furious!!

But wait, it gets better. This person, this person who decided to screw me over was someone I knew. It was my ex-stepmom. She had even moved to Wisconsin and still managed to f*ck with me down in Tennessee. Apparently, either she had my SS# written down somewhere or old mail of mine was somehow forwarded to her in Wisconsin. How did I know it was her? The dumb bitch put her name on the credit applications as a user of the account. WTF? My dad, he was furious, too, as he was sending lots and lots of child support money to her for my little brothers. And she wasn't working, lazy ____!

Everything added up to about $30,000. And it made it to where I couldn't be on the mortgage. It took a good part of six months to clear everything and get it removed from my credit reports.

That's not what makes me the maddest. Each credit card company asked if I wanted to press charges. Hell, yes, I want to press charges. I filed a police report with the department in Wisconsin. I called the F.B.I. I filed a report with the FTC. I faxed emails from this woman to me (after she found out I knew, she started emailing me for forgiveness and explained why she did what she did...whatever) to the police department. Did anything ever happen to her. NO!!! She even confessed to the police investigator AND the credit card companies. Wanna know why nothing happened to her? She told the creditors to put everything in her name and she would pay them back. WHAT?! Who believes a criminal will pay them? They are idiots. She's probably never sent them a penny.
Why do interest rates on credit cards keep going up? Because credit card companies won't prosecute! Even if you want them to. I guess I could have gone after her personally, but it would not have done any good. What did she have to offer me as repentance?

So, now I own a shredder and shred most everything! I highly recommend getting one if you don't already. I know shredding my things would not have stopped her, but I am more aware of how easy it is for someone to steal from you.

That, my friends, is the root of my insecurity with banking and bill paying online. Anybody else pay online?

Oh, here's my PSA....check your credit often. You are allowed one free credit report from each of the major companies every year. Go here for more information and the link to get your free credit reports.

Learning to ramble like Kellie, I guess.

2007-04-16T21:46:00.002-05:00

Again, I got nothin' today. No news, nothing exciting, unless you count buying Baby S the cutest, itty, bitty pair of denim shorts today at Target. Oh my goodness! So cute. My sister asked me last week how many times a week I go to Target....see Kellie, you are not the only one who has a slight obsession with Target. I go a minimum of twice a week, and that's a slow week. That's what happens when you have five days a week to find something to do. And Baby S is so good, why not?! Today, I went to the SuperTarget to do some grocery shopping as well as pick up some other non-food (translation=non-needed) items. I have some gifts to buy in the next few weeks for someone who's having a baby and for someone who is getting married. I purposefully did not buy anything today so I would have something to do later this week. Ya know, a good reason to go back to Target. I'll actually probably even split that shopping up into two trips.

I think I need help.

Target's just the easiest place to go with a baby. I've had two gift cards to Macy's burning a hole in my pocket for over two months, but I just can't seem to want to go by myself with Baby S. Something about going to the mall. That's one place I don't like to go by myself. I don't know why. It's safe, it's nice and it's got my second favorite store which has these. You are missing out if you don't have any. The best smell is this one. I would have never picked it myself, but I was given it and I love it! So, go. Go buy some. Well, wait. Soon they'll probably have them on sale for $5 or $6 dollars. I always load up when they do that.

Also, go here. I've put some new pictures in the photo gallery.

There's really no point to this entry

2007-04-13T11:22:00.000-05:00

Part of an email from my mom:

Last night as I was tucking J.J. in he said that he couldn’t wait to play his first baseball game of the year Saturday. I asked him if that was his favorite sport. He said,” I wuv baseball and basketball and soccer and football (even though you won’t let me play it until I eat more and get more bigger muscles) but my favorite best sport is playing golf with Uncle S.”

I know I've mentioned it before, but my mom and stepdad have custody of my niece and nephew who are 8 and 7. Unfortunately, they don't have much interaction with their parents and for most of their lives, haven't. My nephew, J.J., has really taken to Mr. S. One time, J.J. was getting a haircut and the lady asked how he wanted it cut. His response was "Like Uncle S's".

Now, who wants to see a picture?

No one?

Too bad.

Already learning to pose

Why to we have Inlaws?

2007-04-11T15:43:00.000-05:00

A friend of Mr. S's mom order a porcelain shoe for Lovey. First, I was a little bothered by it because, to me, the whole porcelain shoe is too meaningful for some stranger to do for me. Second, I was worried about what it was going to look like. Third, I was right to worry. It's not very pretty. Fourth, it's got the wrong weight on there. Fifth, I ordered the one that I want yesterday.
Am I bad? I know, it's the thought that counts, but I don't have to like it, do I?

And, if you are going to tell me that the outfits you put in Lovey's Easter basket only cost $2.50, why did you bother marking out the price on the package of socks?

2007-04-11T12:01:00.000-05:00

My niece Eva. Is this not the cutest picture ever?!

Not an actual Onstar conversation, but a conversation, nonetheless.

2007-04-10T10:21:00.000-05:00

Mrs. S: Thank you for holding. This is Mrs. S. Can I help you?

Mr. S: Hey, baby!

Mrs. S: Hey, how are things going?

Mr. S: We just woke up from a nap. Man, she sleeps good in the bed.

Mrs. S: Yea, she sleeps good in her crib.

Mr. S: No, I mean OUR bed.

Mrs. S: WHAT?!

Mr. S: Well, I was tired, and she was tired, so I figured we could both take a nap in the bed. She slept for two hours.

Mrs. S: No you didn't. She has NEVER slept in our bed. You are so dead.

Poor thing. He was so excited about them sleeping for two hours. (I didn't fuss at him, Julie) I laughed about it really, though I couldn't believe he did it. He was even so proud that he thought to put a pillow on one side of her. They had a good day while I was at work. Of course, as soon as I got home, he wanted to take a shower and brush his teeth. He hasn't quite figured out how to do that while having her. Don't worry. I shared the secret.

Happy Easter

2007-04-08T20:24:00.000-05:00

Mommy and Lovey

Daddy and Lovey

So Sweet!

The Girls

Grasshopper, you have so much to learn.

Assignment Internet

2007-04-05T21:40:00.000-05:00

ya know, like when America's Funniets Home Videos used to do "Assignment America" to get people to send in particular kinds of funny videos. Well, this is my "Assignment Internet". Internet folks, I need your help. I need ideas for dinners. Now that I am at home every night, I usually cook something for dinner. I'm out of ideas! While I am racking up on the "boxtops for education", I am getting tired of spaghetti, hamburger helper, grilled chicken, etc. I need easy recipes! Right now, I do have roast simmering in the crock pot....mmmmm.

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Remember this post? Well, I will say this:

I am glad my relationship with my sister is what it is. It is awesome! I'm glad I have her. If you're reading this Julie, thank you for the peace of mind last night, even at 10:45 pm. I knew I could call you.

I am blessed with my sweet baby girl and wonderful hubby.

I am worried about my stubborn brothers, one who is way old enough to know better (he's 31) and one who is having a hard time learning the real world (he's about to be 21). God help me. I worry so much.

I am pissed that I have to keep Lovey's door shut when the dog is in house because if I don't, he pees in there.

Now, there are more things that I won't go into detail about, but I wanted to share these.

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Does anybody watch House Hunters on HGTV? Why do I love it so much?

And why do I always thing of things to blog about when I'm feeding Lovey and can't get to the computer?

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On the way home from work Sunday, I got caught at a redlight. I notice a motorcycle in the intersection. The motorcycle was on the ground. So was the driver. Not a good place for me to stop. It looked like the motorcycle driver just laid the bike over. I did see the man get up. Apparently, it had just happened because it looked like he was just gathering his thoughts before he decided to get up. Luckily, a good samaritan was directing traffic around him.

And Mr. S is talking about getting a new motorcyle. It's a catch 22. I told him if he were to get a new bike (he wants a Harley this time) that I would want him to get more use out of it. He barely rides the one he has now. BUT, I worry to death when he rides.

Thing is, he has been wanting a Harley for several years. To put off that conversation, I told him I wanted to buy a bigger house and have a baby. Well, guess what? Yep. That's right. I got my bigger house and a baby. Now what?

Now, who wants to see a cute, little baby fresh out of the tub?

You do?

Well, if you insist.

Happy Anniversary?

2007-04-03T09:34:00.000-05:00

I am laughing in my head today. I hadn't forgotten. Blue Angel sent me an email this morning. Apparently, we will never forget. We revert back to middle school kids when we think about it. It's so funny. It's even funnier that we remember every.single.detail down to the flavor gum we were chewing. Crazy. Wanna know.

Fifteen, count 'em, FIFTEEN years ago today, Blue Angel and I got our first kisses. No, not from the same person. They were friends at the time. How convenient.
I shall not name names because you locals would totally know who they are. Plus, I still am friends with the person and the other was in Blue Angel's wedding.

Corny. I know.

Note: Lovey slept nearly NINE hours straight last night. Now if only I would go to bed when she does getting up at 6:00 am would be much easier.

Grant me the Serenity

2007-04-02T21:35:00.000-05:00

I have so much on my mind.

Some I can blog about.

Some probably wouldn't be a good idea.

Some things have me worried.

Some things have me pissed off.

Some things make me feel blessed.

Some things I have to learn to accept.

Some things I wish I could control.

Some things I wish I could change.

Some things I want to scream about.

Some things I wish were different.

Some things I'm glad are different.

Where do you want me to start?

Because I can't take off all my clothes

2007-03-30T15:07:00.000-05:00

First, it's been getting hot here. I know, only in the 80's and it get's MUCH hotter in the summer. But, opening the windows just wasn't cutting it anymore. Lovey was getting uncomfortable, I was getting uncomfortable, Mr. S just plain hated it. I can stand to be warm. If it weren't for Lovey, I wouldn't have done it. But, I did it. I turned on the air conditioner. Oh, central air, how I love thee. It was cooler in here within minutes.

I'm not complaining. I would be perfectly content with this weather all year long. I hate, HATE winter and cold weather. I love spring! Plus, I get to dress Lovey in cute little outfits.

Second, have I told you how good Lovey sleeps. I'm not just Lucky Gem, I'm Lucky Momma! According to what I have read, it is considered sleeping through the night when they sleep 5 to 6 hours straight. Well, Lovey has been doing that for three weeks now and often times sleeps 7 hours before waking up to be fed. I hope this continues.

She's so funny because when she is tired, there is no stopping her from falling asleep. Here, take a look for yourself.

I was on the phone with her in my lap. Out like a light.

I laid her down to change her diaper. Out!

Here, I laid her down to try to keep her awake before bed. That worked.

Spring Fever

2007-03-29T13:29:00.000-05:00

What happens to one's flower beds when one gets pregnant in the summer making her unable to tend to them because of the amount of time spent hovering over the porcelain bowl?

This:

Am I proud? No. It actually drove me crazy because I didn't feel like messing with them. There was a half-assed attempt at planting some Mums and Pansies this past fall.

But now, I'm ready and feeling great. We've already conquered one flower bed.

The spring fun has just begun. The hubby mowed the yard yesterday, the grass is greening, the weeds are dying. It won't be long until we can stomp our bare feet through the soft grass. Oh, wait. We can't stomp in the front yard. Mr. S would have our hyde. That's okay. Come on over, we'll stomp out back!

It hasn't been all fun and games

2007-03-28T12:38:00.000-05:00

What have I been doing since taking leave from work Jan. 5? Well, actually not much the first two weeks. Having a basketball in your belly kinda limits the wild and crazy nights. Once Lovey came, there was a lot of time devoted to taking care of her and sleeping when I could. After several weeks, I had gotten used to less sleep while Lovey was sleeping all the time. I needed something to keep me busy. I took the opportunity to clean out the attic. We've only been living in this house for two years, but there was some stuff we should not have been hoarding in the attic. Like old dishes that belonged to Mr.S's grandparents, and Mr. S thought it would hurt his mom's feelings if we asked her to take the stuff back. Too bad. I wanted it out of the attic. There was six boxes of the crap. I kinda forced Mr. S to ask what she wanted us to do with the stuff. She went through it, took what she wanted and the rest is history. Am I mean? But the end result:

I didn't take a before picture. But there is so much more room to walk around now! And I know exactly what's where. Mr. S looked the other day and complimented me on the nice work.

Tomorrow...what we are doing outside. Pictures included.

Boring.

It wasn't bad after all

2007-03-26T18:01:00.000-05:00

I made it through 9 hours of work on Saturday and 8 hours of work today. It was kinda fun. Really. I know, sick. Anyway, I didn't worry about Lovey because I knew she was being well taken care of by Mr. S. I did miss her and grab her up as soon as I got home. Now I get to spend the rest of the week with her. I feel really lucky that I can do both.

("Hey dog, stay away from me with that big, slobbery tongue")

I am so smarter than a 5th grader

2007-03-22T22:20:00.000-05:00

If y=3x and 3x=12, what does y=? 12 people!! 12!!!! You don't even have to do any math to figure out that problem. And who doesn't know what country you would be in if you crossed the northern border of the United States. And, folks, we here in North America live in the WESTERN hemisphere! Where do they find these people to play? I'm sure the pressure of being on a game show gets to you. But, we're at home screaming at you.

I love the show. Guilty as charged.

Not the same, but close enough

2007-03-22T14:03:00.000-05:00

Over at Isabel there was a challenge to post a Senior Prom picture. Since I don't have a scanner to scan one in, I'll just use the one that was taken last summer. You see, my crazy best friend and I thought it would be funny to try on our senior prom dresses 9 years after that fabulous night. (Oh boy, this year is our 10 year class reunion). We had had a few drinks. Good times.

Here we are:

Spring is in the air and in my hands apparently

2007-03-21T09:26:00.000-05:00

Don't ya just love Spring?! Doesn't it make ya want to turn flips or maybe a backhandspring? Wait, did I just type backhandspring? Yep!

You see, I took gymnastics when I was a young kid. My sister and I were on the competition team. (I even remember a button I had that said "Made it to State in '88). Anyway, that next year my parents divorced, and we moved an hour away. That made staying at the same gym for gymnastics impossible. I wish now I had been more insistant that my mom put me back in gymnastics. While I can't still do the splits and for sure can't do a backhandspring on the beam anymore, I can still do a backhandspring. Nope, you don't need glasses. I said I can still do a backhandspring. The warm weather made me want to try it. I usually do a couple a year, just to make sure I can. It's kinda like riding a bicylcle. So, with the pressure of my 8 year old niece, I did it. I did a backhandspring in the front yard of my mom's house. I was so excited. I mean, I'm 27 and just had a baby 8 weeks ago. I might just have to do backhandsprings more often now. It's a real esteem booster.

Also, yesterday, Baby S and I took a walk around the neighborhood. It was very nice and peaceful. Never thought I would be one to walk the neighborhood with a stroller in tow. I liked it. I'm going to keep doing it, but next time in shorts. Whew, it got hot! (Kellie, I know you are wishing you had our 80 degree weather!)

I go back to work Saturday. I am only going to work two days a week though. I really like being home with Baby S and playing with my sister and Eva during the day. I also like my job and my customers are asking about me. It's a good chance for me to get out of the house without Baby S (as much as I'll miss her) and for me to make some play money and not feel guilty for shopping all the time.

Speaking of shopping, I thought I was going to have to shop for new shorts this summer. I went through my drawer last night, and I can still wear several of my shorts. Though, they are a little tighter, but I won't have to wear a belt with them this year. I was very happy about that. Maybe with the backhandsprings and walking, they'll losen up.

I think that's about it for now. I need to get ready while my Lovey is asleep. My sister and I are taking the girls in their matching Old Navy outfits to see the Easter Bunny at the mall.

I call Baby S "Lovey". She's just so sweet.

Seak Peek

2007-03-19T18:46:00.000-05:00

My sister and I went Easter dress shopping! Look at my baby girl. I told her to smile for y'all!

Where does the time go?

2007-03-18T21:07:00.000-05:00

Six years ago on March 18, 2001, I married Mr. S. He is wonderful, he spoils me, he takes care of me, he supports me (not just financially), he is my hubby, my best friend, and truly the person I share everything with. (No kidding, we're the first ones to run home and tell the other the latest.) I couldn't be happier. (Okay, I could be finished with school for this career path.) He didn't seem the marrying kind when we met. Far from it. He was the pot smoking, alcohol drinking bachelor. I was 17 and a senior in high school, he 23, living in an apartment with a roomate. That was in 1996. I managed to con my way into his heart by the time I was 18, and into his house by the time I was 19. He graciously let me put up pictures and curtains. Finally, at 21, and living together for over a year (of course, rent free), he asked me to marry him. By then, he had been with me as I graduated high school, turned the big 18, started college, and turn the big 21. Since, he has seen me graduate college with my Bachelor's degree, try my hand at a counseling career and a real estate career, and change my mind once again and try for pharmacy school. He has seen me turn the big 25, comforted me through my pre-cancerous cells scare (of the cervix), and watched my give birth to our baby girl. I know he's going to be by my side for many more events in not only my life, but now Baby S's life. Did anybody see the first episode of Wedding Bells? There was a part where the bride asked one of the wedding planners if getting married makes you more secure about your relationship and seven years down the road, are you still as much in love. My answer, YES. Completely, totally YES!

As we sat in our private little booth at dinner last night, we talked about us. What we have shared over the past 10 years. He told me things he remembered, things I didn't think he did. We didn't talk about the future or what Baby girl will be doing in the next ten years. We just focused on the here and now. We had a great, relaxing dinner at our favorite fondue restaurant.
Before we went to dinner, we went to see Premonition. Probably not the best movie to go see on your anniversary. But, it did have a good moral to the story. It's a good movie. Go see it.

Are you thinking where is Baby S during all this? She was with my mom. They picked her up around 2:00 pm and took her to my step-dad's mom's house about an hour away. Not only was it the first time someone was going to keep her, she was going out of town. Don't worry, I had given it some thought the night before. I knew she would be in good hands (a pharmacist and a paramedic who have raised umpteenth million kids can handle an eight week old). I just was going to miss her and was afraid she would miss me. Hrmf! She did great! But, I sure was glad to see her come home around 9:30 last night. She even slept for 8 hours straight last night. EIGHT HOURS WITHOUT WAKING UP! I woke up at 5:30 and immediatly went to check on her. She was sound asleep.

We had a great anniversary, regardless of the fact that we didn't exchange gifts. We didn't need to. We have what we want.

Vintage 1979 Dress

2007-03-13T15:04:00.000-05:00

I was 7 weeks old myself when I wore this same dress back in 1979. Here my baby girl is 27 years later wearing it. I wish I had a scanner to scan in my old picture.

I'm hungry AND I can't go back to sleep

2007-03-12T05:24:00.000-05:00

It's like 5:20 am... AM! Way too early for me to be awake. No, Baby S is not awake. This is what it is. Mr. S has this little thing that we like to call "jumpy leg". Technically, he's been diagnosed with Restless Leg Syndrome. But, I'm the one that really suffers from it. He came to bed this morning around 4:00 a.m. On the weekends, he usually stays up to give Baby S her middle of the night feeding. Works great for me. But tonight, his leg was "jumpy". I woke up when he came to bed. Fine. But, I was having difficulty going back to sleep. Fine. OH NO. That's when it started. The slight twitching of the leg. As you may recall, I sleep alone all.week.long. I really have to adjust to weekend sleeping with Mr. S. So, really, anything out of the ordinary throws me off. Tonight was one of those nights. Not Mr. S's fault. And the leg twitching probably wouldn't bother most people, but I lay there anticipating the next twitch, so I can't go back to sleep. Bleh. Well, I decided to move to the couch. Well, 30 minutes later, here I am. Still awake. And before, I would've been able to fall back to sleep pretty easy on the couch. But, have I mentioned my child sleeps in the living room? She does. It's simple really.

Remember the first two weeks Mr. S was home with me and Baby S, and he stayed up at night with her while I slept. Well, where do you think Baby S was. In the living room in her Pack-n-play. When Mr. S went back to work, we moved it into our bedroom. Baby S wasn't sleeping well. I'm convinced it was because she sensed me in the room because she wouldn't make a noise until I came to bed, then she would wake up and not really go back to sleep real well. That went on for a week or two, and I couldn't take the lack of sleep anymore, so we decided to try moving her back to the living room. Ahhh, it seems to work. She does well, I do well. I don't hear her every little groan....until tonight. Cuz I tried to go back to sleep on the couch. Again, here I am. Still 5:40 in the morning. I should be sleeping. MY BABY IS SLEEPING! Plus, I have a full day tomorrow. I may have to cut something out. I don't know if I'll make it. Baby S's granny (Blue Angel's mom) is coming over around noon, my sister and I were going to go clean my mom's house, and I have a jewelry party at 6:30 pm. Don't worry Stephsky, I'll be there.

Cleaning my moms house? Why? Well, they are on a cruise with my niece and nephew. Lucky kids. I'm so jealous. They deserve it. That's another story. But, my mom and stepdad have custody of my niece and nephew who are 8 and 7. Keep in mind, my mom is 55 and my stepdad is 60. They should be empty nesters. No, they have always had kids in their house. My mom is a pharmacist so she works full time. My stepdad, though on leave for an injury right now, normally works as well, but is home alot with the kids because of his schedule (at the Fire Dept). Oh, yeah, why are we cleaning their house? A 7 and 8 year old take up alot of time. Especially when they have full schedules of Girl Scouts, Cub Scouts, basketball, baseball, soccer, you name it. And, as great as my stepdad is for accepting my niece and nephew as his own flesh and blood, he and the kids can make a mess of a house while she is at work. It's a bit overwhelming for my mom. It's been really bothering her lately. So, while they are on vacation, my sister and I thought we would relieve her of some stress. It probably won't stay clean very long, and I'll probably have to shoot my stepdad, but it'll be worth seeing the relief on my mom's face.

Done with that. On to what else that's been running through my mind.

Blue, last night...good times. I know you probably don't want to hear that. I'm sorry. And, I hope that doesn't put you under any pressure or make you uncomfortable. But, it was fun. Maybe a little awkward, but we (Mr. S and I) have missed the fun times. Okay, you can shoot me now. But first, you HAVE to post the story of the bathroom in Alabama!

Hmm..is there anything else? Well, for those who didn't get my email, go here.

OH!! I can't believe I almost forgot. Recall, Baby S is only 7 weeks old. SEVEN WEEKS!! Mr. S's mom has asked three times when we are going to start her on cereal. The last time she asked Mr. S, I only heard his side of the conversation because they were on the phone. I heard him say, "She's not old enough." So, of course, I questioned him when he got off the phone. I was a little bothered by her inquiry. I asked why she was asking and he said because she said by the time they were Baby S's age she had started them on cereal even though back then it was not recommended either. WHAT? Then leave us the hell alone about it. First, OUR baby. Second, we had already told her probably not before she's around 4 months old, but we were going to take cues from Baby S letting us know when she was ready for cereal. If she's ready before then, fine, if not, fine. She is doing terrifically on her formula. Sleeping beautifully at night. Yeah, let her ask me again.

No words needed

2007-03-10T10:54:00.000-06:00

Hair, Be Gone!

2007-03-10T10:39:00.000-06:00

I got my hair chopped yesterday. It's short. Shorter than I expected, but I like it. I'm not sure how it'll do when I wash and blow dry it, cuz you know it never again looks like it did when you leave the salon. It's kind of a short, choppy bob. Similar to Reese's pic. Like?

Just because I wanted to share

2007-03-08T17:44:00.000-06:00

I bought these for the girls. Aren't they going to be so cute in their matching outfits. Of course, of course, we will take pictures. Oh, just wait for Easter pictures in their little frilly dresses.

Quick Peek at Baby S

2007-03-08T15:26:00.000-06:00

I was vacuuming. She is so relaxed! She loves the vacuum cleaner.

Tummy Time! Ain't she cute.

I went shopping today to buy little long legs some sleep-n-plays. And while I was there, picked up a few things for me. Guess what?! I bought a size 3 jeans!! Yay. My 5's are getting looser. Maybe it's because I haven't had any Girl Scout Cookies this week. That's okay. I'm going to to to my mom's house and buy some more.

Hello, my name is Mrs. S and I'm a Samoa addict.

Having a Baby Really Does Change Everything

2007-03-07T11:29:00.000-06:00

I'm still not able to upload any pictures, so I guess I'll appease Kellie and blog. Just kidding, Kellie. I know I've been slacking. But jeez, I have a baby!

Now, they really have it right. Having a baby DOES change everything. It changes you. It changes your family. It changes how and when you get ready to go somewhere. It changes how you sleep, oh boy! I know I was in denial about how much my, well, our life would change. We cheer when she burps. We hug when she sleeps. We shower a little more efficiently. We make lists for shopping because we WILL forget something if we don't. She is always on my mind. When I don't get to hold her for a while, I can't wait til I can. I wonder how I will do when I go back to work, even if it is only two days a week. Will she miss me? I know I will miss her.

Mr. S and I will be celebrating our 6th wedding anniversary March 18. I've asked my mom to babysit while we go out to dinner. We usually either go here or here. I guess we need to decide so we can make reservations. I know I won't worry about Baby S while we are out. I will, however, probably miss her. It's amazing, really. How such a tiny little soul can do that to you.

On a side note, BABY S IS SMILING on PURPOSE now!! It is so cute. She likes Patty Cake. And loves to be talked to. It's inevitable, she's gonna be a chatterbox. AND, she is six weeks old already. I held her a little extra on Monday because I thought, "She's only going to be six weeks old once." Who knew I could be such a sap. I just can't believe I've made it this long being sleep deprived. She does okay going back to sleep in the middle of the night, but once she is up at 5:30 or 6:00 am, she's up for a little bit. That's just when I feel like I have to go back to sleep. Eventually, I get her back to sleep, and we nap on the couch for another couple of hours.

Baby S goes later this month for her two month check up and SHOTS! I think I'm going to need someone to come hold my hand. Any volunteers? No? Really?

*Totally off the subject, but remember I said Mr. S's parents smoke like chimneys, and they went to Denver a couple of weeks ago. Denver, higher altitude, thinner air. Tennessee, thick, humid air. Getting my drift. My stepdad warned Mr. S that his parents were going to have a hard time breathing in Colorado. He called it. The day after they arrived, Mr. S's dad was put in the hospital and on oxygen because he couldn't breath.
I told Mr. S that they wouldn't blame it on smoking. I was right. His mom came to visit Baby S a few days after their return. Mr. S asked how his dad was doing. His mom remarked "He's not going back to Denver with me until he looses some weight." (he's a bit overweight, to say the least). WHAT!! Of course, Mr. S asked if he was still smoking and she said "Yes, but he needs to lose that weight." Dude, they won't even acknowledge that the smoking was the main reason. Aahhh!!

Baby S is waking. I've spent most of her nap blogging. Happy now?

Argh!

2007-03-06T17:49:00.000-06:00

I'm trying to post pictures from the girls' first trip to the park today. Wouldn't ya know, Blogger is having issues. Check back. I'm going to keep trying.

An Almost Slumber Party

2007-03-01T10:11:00.000-06:00

My sister and I are pretty chicken when it comes to storms. I don't know why. Any mention of tornados on the news freaks us out. Actually, I have gotten much better since we moved into this house because the trees we do have in our yard aren't big ones. At our other house, we had a gigantic tree in the back yard. Plus, one time, our neighbors' had a tree fall into our yard, luckily only scraping the house and only damaging the fence.
Yesterday, the weather reports were a little frightening talking about how severe the storms could get because of the cold front moving in behind the warm front. I even got an email and in it was this from someone working at one of the local news stations:

Morning folks...don't mean to sound like chicken little but I just
had a weather briefing and things could get pretty rough around midnight
and on into early tomorrow morning. Things are setting up much like this past Saturday with two major differences. One - the storms that were south of us Saturday will be over our heads tonight. Two - and here's where it gets a little technical, but a cap in the atmosphere will erode very quickly tonight causing thunderstorms to explode. This is what will cause us to have large hail and more than likely super cell tornados. These are the kind that are not as widespread but do the most damage. I'm not trying to alarm anyone, just might want to be on the lookout before you go to bed tonight. The main reason I'm sending this out
is because every single computer model agrees with this forecast. This is extremely rare when all 5 agree.

While the email had me a little worried, I didn't want to worry too much. Because, one, that would never happen here (that's how I rationalize things) and two, there's not much I can do about it. BUT, my sister had also been keeping up with the weather reports. We had been out shopping together earlier (yes, Kellie, we went to Target where we also ran into Margarita), and we didn't really talk about the weather. I mean, we were shopping, with our cute little babies. Later, she called wanting to know how I felt about the possible severe weather. Neither of us really wanted to be alone (her hubby works nights as well). She suggested either Baby S and I go to her house or Baby Eva and her come to my house. By this time, Mr. S wasn't feeling any better and hadn't gotten much sleep (some sort of allergy/sinus attack) so he decided to take the night off. Problem solved. Baby Eva and my sister came to my house. We thought the girls were going to have their first slumber party. We were having so much fun playing with them.
But, we watched the 10:00 news, and it seemed that the weather may not get as bad as they had thought. Even the worst wasn't supposed the come through until around 6 am. So, my sister decided to go ahead and go home so Baby Eva would be more comfortable.

So, it's almost 11:00 am and so far, it's only rained. I think I heard a few claps of thunder last night, but that's it. We are still under a tornado watch until this evening. Maybe there is something still possible, but I've been up since 7 am, and it hasn't done a thing.
What did I learn from all this? Not much really. I already knew the news could blow things out of proportion. But, I guess it's better to err on the side of caution.
Since Mr. S was home last night, I got to sleep all night!!

Especially for Kellie

2007-02-27T14:47:00.000-06:00

Me? Party at 2 am? Of course not. I party at 1 am!

I have the cutest niece ever!

Shhhh...don't tell her Daddy. He's a Florida State Fan.

Is Scrapbooking for Dummies?

2007-02-26T22:32:00.000-06:00

Any scrapbookers out there? I know you are Stephsky. I am finally going to make a scrapbook of my trip to New York City. I went last March. It was a weekend getaway for me and Blue Angel. It was awesome. My profile picture was actually from a little restaurant in Little Italy. Now, I want to put it all together. I have the scrapbook. That's it. I plan on going tomorrow, Baby S willing, and getting some paper and stickers and whatever else I see. Anybody have any suggestions or hints. I'm not very creative, so we'll just have to see how it turns out.

I need to head to bed since Precious S is asleep.

Pic from New York? You know you want to look. These are the only two pictures with ME in them that I have on my computer. Blue Angel took pictures of me with her camera so I have hard copies of those instead. Oh, well.

Ain't we proud

2007-02-26T12:59:00.000-06:00

First, do you know what time of year it is?

Sweetart JellyBean time!!! The greatest candy ever. Between these and the Girl Scout Cookies, I'll never lose these few baby pounds.

Second, most of you locals probably have read this at some point. Thought I might give the out-of-towners a laugh. And if you don't want to read, scroll down to the bottom. You know there's a picture.

ANNOUNCEMENT: Mattel recently announced the release of limited-edition Barbie Dolls for the Memphis market:

"The Avenue Mall in Collierville Barbie" This princess Barbie is sold only at The Avenue Mall. She comes with an assortment of Kate Spade, Prada and LV Handbags, Rolex watch a Lexus SUV, a long-haired foreign dog named Honey and a 25,000 sq ft. patio home. Available with or without tummy tuck and face lift. Workaholic Ken sold only in conjunction with the augmented version.

"Germantown Barbie" The modern day homemaker Barbie is available with Ford Windstar Minivan and matching gym outfit. She gets lost easily and has no full-time occupation. Traffic jamming cell phone sold separately.

"Orange Mound Barbie" This recently paroled Barbie comes with a 9mm handgun, a Ray Lewis knife, Chevy with dark tinted windows, and a Meth Lab Kit. This model is only available after dark and must be paid for in cash (preferably small, untraceable bills) unless you are a cop, then we don't know what you are talking about.

"Cordova" This yuppie Barbie comes with your choice of Rolls Royce convertible or Hummer H2. Included are her own Starbucks cup, credit card and country club membership. Also available for this set are Shallow Ken and Private School Skipper. You won't be able to afford any of them.

"Covington" This pale model comes dressed in her own Wrangler jeans two sizes too small, a NASCAR t-shirt and tweety bird tattoo on her shoulder. She has a six-pack of Bud light and a Hank Williams Jr. CD set. She can spit over 5 feet and kick mullet-haired Ken's butt when she is drunk. Purchase her pickup truck separately and get a confederate flag bumper sticker absolutely free.

"Harbor Town" This collagen injected, rhino plastic Barbie wears a leopard print outfit and drinks cosmopolitans while entertaining friends. Percocet prescription available as well as warehouse conversion condo.

" Mississippi Cross the Bridge Barbie" This tobacco-chewing, brassy-haired Barbie has a pair of her own high-heeled sandals with one broken heel from the time she chased beer-gutted Ken out of Barbie's house. Her ensemble includes low-rise acid-washed jeans, fake fingernails, and a see-through halter-top. Also available with a mobile home.

"Downtown Barbie" This doll is made of actual tofu. She has long straight brown hair, arch-less feet, hairy armpits, no makeup and Birkenstocks with white socks. She prefers that you call her Willow She does not want or need a Ken doll, but if you purchase two Downtown Barbie’s and the optional Subaru wagon, you get a rainbow flag bumper sticker for free.

"South Memphis Barbie" This Barbie now comes with a stroller and infant doll. Optional accessories include a GED and bus pass. Gangsta Ken and his 1979 Caddy were available, but are now very difficult to find since the addition of the infant. LMAO!!!!

"Bartlett Barbie" She's perfect in every way. We don't know where Ken is because he's always out a-'huntin'.

Midtown Barbie" This versatile doll can be easily converted from Barbie to Ken by simply adding or subtracting the multiple snap-on parts.

Baby Eva with her favorite Aunt....ME!

She's still sleeping

2007-02-25T05:56:00.000-06:00

Y'all, it's 6:00 am and my baby girl is still asleep. I am up before she is. I put her down at 9:00 pm last night, and she has woken up once. Mr S. was home, so he took that feeding. I'm sure it is just a fluke, although I did buy some different bottles yesterday, and she seems to like them. She ate really good at 1:45 this morning, so that's why she's still asleep. I guess I need to go back to Target (oh, darn) to get some more of those bottles. They're just basic Gerber bottles. Nothing fancy and they're cheap! I have been using the VentAir bottles.

Since Kellie fussed at me for not posting pictures the last couple of posts, I'll leave you with a picture of the cousins with their Valentine's Day presents from their Daddy Lou.

My sweet baby girl

My silly baby niece

The 'Mutha'

2007-02-22T02:16:00.000-06:00

(as Kellie put it) And I'm doing it one-handed.

1. Are your parents married or divorced? Divorced from one another but both are remarried.

2. Are you a vegetarian?Heck no! Bring on the steak and chicken
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3. Do you believe in Heaven?Yes

4. Have you ever come close to dying? I guess it depends on if the guy really had a gun or not. (was robbed for some hydrocodone at work)

5. What jewelry do you wear 24/7? My weddingrings and anniversary band and my diamond earrings.

6. Favorite time of day? Sleep time

7. Do you eat the stems of broccoli? Most of the time

8. Do you wear makeup? For sure!

9. Ever have plastic surgery? Nope

10. If you did have plastic surgery, what did you have done?

11. What do you wear to bed? PJ pants and T-shirt

12. Have you ever done anything illegal? Well, I've sped, I got drunk underage, but as far as anything serious, No.

13. Can you roll your tongue? Yup!

14. Do you tweeze your eyebrows? When I remember. I'm really bad at it though. Anybody have any tips?

15. What kind of sneakers do you wear? My Nike's or New Balance

16. Do you believe in abortions? I believe it's a choice not to be taken lightly.

17. What is your hair color? Blondish

18. Future child’s name? Prolly won't have another child, but my baby girl's name is Ryan

19. Do you snore? I don't think so

20. If you could go anywhere in the world where would it be? Somewhere tropical, warm, and beachy

21. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Did when I was a kid

22. If you won the lottery, what would you do first? Set aside money for baby girl and invest the rest

23. Gold or silver? Either

24. Hamburger or hot dog? Hamburger (but those hot dogs in Destin were good, eh Blue)

25. If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? POTATOES!

26. City, beach or country? Beach

27. What was the last thing you touched? I'm holding baby girl

28. Where did you last eat? on the couch...GIRL SCOUT COOKIES! Had lunch at Newks in Collierville yesterday.

29. When’s the last time you cried? yesterday, just a little

30. Do you read blogs? Guilty

31. Would you ever go out dressed as the opposite sex? Not likely

32. Ever been involved with the police? Well, my step-brother is a Narcotics officer, but other than a ticket, no

33. What’s your favorite shampoo, conditioner and soap? Caress soap and the green Herbal Essences

34. Do you talk in your sleep? I have before.

35. Ocean or pool? Ocean when on vacation

36. Sauna or whirlpool? Whirlpool

37. Starbucks or Krispy Kreme? Love some hot Krispy Cream donuts and an occasional Starbucks

38. Aisle or window seat? Isle. I don't like to see that there is nothing but thousands of feet between me and the earth. Ask Chrissy!

39. Ever met anyone famous? Dude, Keith Urban and Dierks Bently

40. Do you feel you’ve had a truly successful life? Well, I'm happy.

41. Do you twirl or cut your spaghetti? Twirl
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42. Rikki Lake or Oprah? Oprah, but not so much anymore. She seems to be on her high horse.

43. Basketball or Football? Ugh!

44. How long do your showers last? maybe 10 minutes

45. Do you drive automatic or stick? automatic

46. Cake or ice cream? Ice cream

47. Are you self-conscious? most of the time

48. Have you ever drank so much you threw up? couple of times

49. Have you ever given money to a beggar? No, they need to get a job!
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50. Have you ever been in love? Yes.

51. Where do you wish you were? I'm pretty happy here at home

52. Are you wearing socks? nope, slippers

53. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? Yes. My stepdad is a paramedic and in middle school he would come by and pick me up and take me to bowling when nobody else could. How fun is that!

54. Can you tango? tango tango or the bedroom tango?

55. Last gift you received? for me? chocolate covered strawberries, I think

56. Last sport you played? I tried golf several years ago

57. Things you spend a lot of money on? I love to shop for anything

58. Where do you live? in my house

59. Where were you born? Memphis, TN at Baptist East

60. Last wedding attended? Blue Angel's brother's

61. Favorite position? on what? politics, religion, sex?

62. Most hated food(s)? hard to say cuz I usually don't try things I don't think I'll like

63. Most hated soda pop? Root beer

64. Can you sing? I am physically capable. I would NEVER do it with anyone else around.--me neither Blue.

65. Last person you instant messaged? my stepdad

66. Last place you went on holiday? Destin, FL this past summer

68. Favorite alcoholic drink? Strawberry Daquiri.....I still haven't had one sine before got pregnant...anybody?

69. Current favorite song? I haven't listened to much radio lately

Now it’s time to tag 3 friends. Here we go: whoever is left!

How old is too old?

2007-02-19T12:18:00.000-06:00

I went shopping to Kohl's one day last week. I needed some jeans that fit me a little more comfortably. While I can squeeze into several pairs of my pre-pregnancy jeans, they are a little tight. While my husband thinks I have a nice ass, I don't like to accentuate it by wearing painted on jeans. Ladies, (and gentlemen?) I had to buy a size 5. Before, I wore a 1 or 3. So, I'm 12 pounds heavier right now, mostly in my nice ass, LOL, and really I am totally okay with that. What bothers me most is that I may have to buy more jeans when my others are perfectly fine, just a little small now. Mostly I'm upset about my jeans I bought in NYC last year. I can't wear them. They have meaning. Dude, I was in NYC!
So, I have a question. While my booty did get a little more jiggly, my hips are what seems to be the problem. Ya know, I guess they 'spread' to have a baby. DO THEY GO BACK? Like I said, I don't mind the extra junk in the trunk and thighs, cuz, well, it probably did me some good to gain a little weight. I know it's only been 4 weeks, but I do plan on sit-ups and running up and down my stairs in my house to get rid of the little belly bump.

Back to the title. While I was shopping, I realized I shop strictly in the Juniors section. At 27, am I too old. The Misses dept. seems to have clothes that are too, well, I don't know, not young. But when do you stop shopping in the Junior's dept. I did before because that's the only clothes that I could find to fit. With my new found hips, I might can wear some Misses stuff, or even the Petite stuff since I'm kinda short.

This got me thinking.

When are you too old to:

Eat Fruit Loops and Cap'n Crunch (not only for breakfast but for any meal)
Eat chocolate pudding in the snack pack
Eat popsicles (cuz you know I love me some popsicles)
Call your momma when your sick
Wear pick fuzzy slippers (no, I'm not wearing them now...wink, wink)
Get middle school silly with your best friend
I do know that I am too old to be reading Cosmo magazine (you almost have to be a college slut to read that magazine)-sorry, hope I didn't offend anyone.

That's all I can think of right now. Anybody else have anything you do that you question whether or not you are too old?

When she's asleep

2007-02-15T11:43:00.000-06:00

I have a post. It's just really difficult to type with one hand.

HAPPY LOVE DAY!

2007-02-14T12:09:00.000-06:00

I confess, I'm from Tennessee

2007-02-12T22:13:00.000-06:00

THINGS I HAVE LEARNED LIVING IN Tennessee:

Possums sleep in the middle of the road with their feet in the air.
There are 5,000 types of snakes and 4,998 live in Tennessee.
There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000 live in Tennessee plus a couple no one's seen before.
Onced and twiced are words.
It is not a shopping cart; it is a buggy.
People actually grow and eat okra. (I love fried okra!)
Fixinto is one word.
There is no such thing as "lunch." There is only dinner and then there is supper.
Iced tea is appropriate for all meals and you start drinking it when you're two. We do like a little tea with our sugar!
Backards and forwards means "I know everything about you.
"DJeet? is actually a phrase meaning "Did you eat?"
You don't have to wear a watch because it doesn't matter what time it is. You work until you're done or it's too dark to see.
You don't PUSH buttons, you MASH them.

YOU KNOW YOUR FROM Tennessee IF:

You measure distance in minutes.
You've ever had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day. (For Sure!)
You use "fix" as a verb. Example: "I'm fixing to go to the store. (Again, right on the money)
"All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, grain, insect or animal.
You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both unlocked.
You know what a "DAWG" is.
You carry jumper cables in your car . . . for your OWN car.
You only own four spices: salt, pepper, Tabasco and ketchup.
The local papers cover national and international news on one page, but require 6 pages for local gossip and sports. (not so much here)
You think that the first day of deer season is a national holiday.
You find 100 degrees Fahrenheit "a little warm."
You know all four seasons: Almost Summer, Summer, still Summer and Christmas. (Yep!)
Going to Wal-mart is a favorite past time known as"goin' Wal-martin" or off to "Wally World."
You describe the first cool snap (below 70 degrees) as good pinto-bean weather.
A carbonated soft drink isn't a soda, cola or pop . . . it's a Coke, regardless of brand or flavor. Example: "What kinda coke you want?"
Fried catfish is the other white meat.

Really, we're not that bad. Of course, I've lived here all my life. And I do live in a suburb of a major city, so some of these don't really apply. Now, we do like us some fried catfish (I had some Saturday night, actually). "Fixin to" is standard vocabulary and everything is a coke.

Just thought I would share this. I saw it on Myspace.

Please don't judge us. Hey, Kenney Chesney is from Tennessee....yummy! And we do have the Vols and the Titans! The Grizzlies are okay, too.

Hi

2007-02-10T13:53:00.000-06:00

Mr. S just left to go play golf. He asked me a thousand times if I was okay with it. Seriously, I am so okay with it. He deserves to go out and enjoy himself. I'm such a good wife. He did take Baby S this morning after he got home from work and let me sleep for several hours without interruption.

Be sure to check back on Valentine's Day. I took an adorable picture of my baby girl in a V-day shirt from my dad and stepmom.

Tired of pictures yet?

A Hospital Story

2007-02-09T13:00:00.000-06:00

I'm here. Just kinda tired. This week has gone well though. It's been an adjustment trying to stay awake in the wee hours of the morning when Baby S wakes up. She only got up once between 9:30 last night and 6:00 this morning.

Some other news, Dave's sister gave birth to her first baby yesterday. She was 3 days past her due date. Her doctor was in no hurry to induce either. She lives in Colorado. She had a baby girl, 6lbs 14oz, 20.75 in. Dave's mom was convinced she was going to have a big baby because apparently she looked "huge" in her pictures. I hope she never told his sister that. Anyway, still funny to me that out of the three of us that were pregnant, I freaking had the biggest baby. I'm convinced it's because of all the milk I drank! Maybe? Good thing, the inlaws will be leaving for Colorado Sunday for a week!! Whoohoo, no calls. The bad news, they'll probably want to come over tomorrow to see Baby S before they leave. Maybe I'll just not be home.....I know, I'm terrible. But, if you knew these people, you would agree with me. Smoking is not the only issue I have with them, it's just that they aren't exactly the most intelligent people. Dave could NOT have come from these people. Okay, sorry enough about them. For some reason, they are just really bugging me now. This could become a problem.

OH, WAIT! I've been trying to remember to blog about the whole hospital incident with Mr. S's mom. Here's a little background first. (Don't you just love background?) Blue Angel and I have been best friends since we were 12, that means for 15 years. Her mom, or as I refer to her "Mom", is like another mother to me. She has been there for me and my family through thick and thin. She's a wonderful, unselfish person who has never judged me. She has taken care of me when I was sick, when I wouldn't live with my family, for whatever reason. She's been a mother to me. Blue Angel and I have seen each other experience everything from first kisses to engagments to, now a baby. I don't judge her and hopefully she doesn't judge me.

So, it was only natural that both Blue Angel and Mom were with me almost the entire time during labor. Just a few minutes after Baby S was born, my mom left the room for Mr. S and I to be alone with Baby S. A short time later, she came back bringing Daddy Lou (my step-dad) to see his newest granddaughter. He had to leave to go pick up my niece and nephew from their after school program, so he was the first one to come back to see the baby. Very soon afte that, Mom and Blue Angel couldn't wait any longer and made the decison to come see the new family. Nobody told them to or not too. But, they knew it was okay to come back. It was just that my mom hadn't made it back to the waiting room to get everybody. No big deal. She was actually about to do that. Well, apparently, the MIL (Mr. S's mom) decided that she was going to pitch a bitch and leave the hospital because Mom and Blue Angel went back before she did. She knew where they were going. They said out loud that they were going to see the baby. She chose to sit there. She got pissed and as Mr. S was heading down the hall to get her, he overheard her saying that it was a damn shame that she couldn't even see her granddauughter. Mr. S proceeded to ask what the problem was, and she said she would talk to him later. Well, see, if you tell Mr. S you'll talk to him later, then he'll talk to you later. He doesn't play games. That pissed her off even more because later she told him that he should have been "man enough" to walk out after her to stop her. Whatever. Again, Mr. S doesn't play immature games like that.

I felt really bad for my sweet hubby that his mom was acting like such a fool. He didn't deserve that. He said it didn't bother him though. Within the next day or two, the MIL called my step-dad, I think basically to gripe about the situation. She picked the wrong person to gripe to. My step-dad took up for Mr. S and told her he held Mr. S higher than his own son and to never say Mr. S was not a man for not following her. He also took up for Mom and Blue Angel, explaining that they had every right to be involved the way they were.

I think this is where alot of my new disdain for his family is coming from. Maybe it's just the new Mommy thing too. Maybe I've always had this strong dislike for them, and now I have even more reason to voice it. I don't know. I just know I try not to say anything to Mr. S. It's still his family whether he likes them or not.

Wanna see another pic? Sure you do. Here is Baby S in the arms of her Aunt Julie (my sister, baby Eva's mommy)

I made it!

2007-02-06T10:40:00.000-06:00

My first night alone with my baby girl, and we survived. It wasn't so bad. She went to sleep around 9:45 pm, slept until 1:00 am, as I expected. Then she woke up again around 4:30 am, except this time she was ready to play. She was bright-eyed and awake for almost 2 hours. Then, we slept until 9:30 this morning. I am on my second cup of coffee. I am a only-out-of-necessity coffee drinker. But, I'm doing good so far today!

Last night, we went out to dinner for my mom's birthday. Yummy, steak dinner. I don't have much time right now, but of course, here's a picture of the cousins from last night.

It took me all day...damn Blogger

2007-02-05T07:21:00.000-06:00

Did everyone have a good weekend? I had a pretty good one. Congrats to good ol' Peyton Manning. I am no football fan, barely even watched part of the game, but it was good to see the Colts win. I know the whole state of Tennessee is probably happy about that. Enough about that.

Baby S and I went to Target Saturday with my sister and Eva. It was interesting. I felt so strange walking into Target with a stroller (the whole carrier/stroller system). My sister and I both. We looked like stuck up (Collierville) moms. Actually, I hope not. We didn't stay very long. It was like Christmas time. The place was packed!! Ugh! It's a good thing I went with my sister. Getting the stroller out and carrier in place was fine. It was trying to get the carrier off the stroller that slowed me down. I didn't know how. We were laughing so hard. Imagine if I had been by myself. I would've have been calling my sister for help. My sister has the same time travel system. Then, though I had practiced, I couldn't get the darn thing folded. Took both of us. But now, I know. And it's really easy. Whew!

I then ventured to my mom's house. She hasn't gotten to spend much time with Baby S. Baby girl got rocked and snuggled by her Noni for two hours. It was the first time I had taken her over there. I was kind of putting it off only because that would open the door for Mr. S possibly wanting to take Baby S to his parents. I told him I wasn't ready to fight that battle yet. And, I think it's going to not only be a battle, but an all out war. Let's see how long I can avoid it! Any bets? I'm still dead set AGAINST taking my sweet little, tiny lunged baby girl to that smoke filled house. Remember. At the hospital, Mr. S's mom (I'm not too keen on calling her my MIL), would go outside and smoke 4-5 cigarettes in a row. Ugh! She calls almost every day. She came over yesterday to hold Baby S. When she coughed, she covered her mouth but didn't turn her head. I gave her a look, hopefully got the hint. Really, I just don't know what to do. I don't want to get into a big ol' fight with Mr. S. We don't fight, really, we don't. This subject is tough. It's his parents, but it's our little girl. I don't even want to think about it right now. So, that's enough for now. I'm sure I'll have to gripe about it some other time.

Tonight Mr. S goes back to work. I'm a little nervous about how to handle the overnight shift. I haven't really had to do that. I'm also looking forward to it. I need to see what it's like. I'll let you know.

Baby S had her two week check up today. She's up to 7lb 13oz and 21.5 inches. Wow, I can't believe how much she has grown. At her appointment at 4 days, she was down to 6lbs 14 oz, so in a just over a week, she gained nearly a pound and grew an inch! After her appointment, I made a solo trip to Kohl's. Just me and Baby S, to get her Noni a photo album for her birthday so she can show off her grandbabies. We did good. It was fun.

I wrap up today's progamming with a picture of the cousins, Eva and Ryan.

Aghhh!!!

2007-02-02T15:47:00.001-06:00

A couple things:

When do you stop checking to see if she's breathing?
I am squeezed into my size 3 LEI jeans.....I mean squeezed, but they are buttoned and zipped!
The boobs, gone.

Part II

2007-02-01T12:50:00.000-06:00

First off, here she is this morning.

Okay, on with the story.

We get to the hospital, they sweep me off to a L&D room (love the pre-registering thing), and I get changed into a hospital gown. The socks, they stayed on! Why do we leave our socks on, ladies? I wait for the nurse to come in. I go to an all female OBGYN group. For a reason. I just wouldn't feel comfortable with a man down there. I don't know why. So, what nurse do I get. The only male nurse in Labor and Delivery, Earl. Yes, his name was Earl. He didn't look like an Earl. He was actually very kind and comforting. But, dude, a DUDE was checking me down there. So, out the window the modesty jumped, head first without a parachute. Earl wasn't my nurse the whole time. His shift ended at 7 am.

I get comfortable in bed (comfortable, yea, right! I'm in labor). I have to wait an hour to see if I am progressing. If I wasn't, then they would send me home cuz this hospital delivers TONS of babies. Whew, I progressed from 3 cm to almost 4 cm. I wasn't going home, regardless. I was determined to fight that battle. Hooked to an I.V. and filled with fluids to get ready for the epidural. Brrrrrr, the fluid makes you so cold until your body adjusts. Anywho, that went pretty fast. Good thing, too. I was ready for that epidural. Remember, excrutiating (sp?) pain.

Ahhh, the epidural lady. I was so glad to see her. I was prepped and shot up. Your right, the epidural part wasn't bad at all! Within 10 minutes, I was floating on air. I was in heaven. I felt like myself again, well, the top half of me. I think I got my epidural around 3:30 am or so. It's all such a blur. Time really did fly by.

Nothing much happened from here until about 2:00 pm. (Somewhere around 6-7 cm they broke my water). I pushed with the nurse for about an hour. Then the doc was called. I pushed with her, probably about 6-8 (might have actually been more) sets of three and finally at 3:44 pm, little Baby S made her entrance into this brightly lit world.

I cried, Mr. S cried, my mom cried. I couldn't help it. I was so overcome with emotion. I couldn't believe what I had just done.

Little Ryan came out crying, just like her momma did over 27 years ago. We all breathed a sigh of relief to see she was perfect. I will never forget seeing Mr. S holding our little girl.

Still now, he is so gentle with her. He has been so great. I couldn't ask for anything more from him. I asked him how he felt just as baby girl was born. He said it was the most amazing thing he had ever experienced. He said he was so worried about the both of us and was just waiting for the clean bill of health for us both. He was going back and forth between me and Baby S checking on us.

We stayed in the hospital for two nights. I really wasn't ready to go home after just one night. The doc gave me the option to stay, and I took it. Poor Mr. S was a good sport about sleeping on the pullout vinyl couch for two nights. The morning of Jan. 24, we left the hospital with a new baby in tow......

Birth Story Part I

2007-01-31T17:00:00.000-06:00

My labor and delivery was pretty uneventful. But hey, I have a new found freedom with a little less modesty, so I'll share.
It all started last Sunday, Jan. 21. I hadn't really been feeling good for the past couple of days, but I was in the last week and figured it was just fatigue. Sunday afternoon, Mr. S and I went to the grocery store. It was a little difficult to walk around the store, and I actually had a few mild contractions while we were there. Didn't think much about it. I did nothing the rest of the day. Just stayed on the couch, not feeling well, hurting mildly. I had talked to my mom a couple of times, and she was sure I was in early stages of labor. I liked to pretend I wasn't even pregnant and labor wasn't the issue. Ya know, like if you ignore something, it'll go away. I was a little scared of the whole labor thing. Baby girl let me watch my Desperate Housewives and Brothers and Sisters with little interruption. Then, about 9:30 pm my contractions were pretty strong and coming every 15 minutes. This went on for about two hours. I talked to my mom again, Mr. S called the hospital to see how long to wait to come. They said with contractions about 5 minutes apart. Well, that is all they had to say because as soon as Mr. S hung up the phone, the contractions started coming every 5 minutes. The call was made again to my mom (by this time is was 11:30 pm or so), and she met us at our house 5 minutes later. Off we went to the hospital. By the time I made it to the hospital, my contractions were anywhere from 2-4 minutes apart. I was in horrible pain. Like nothing I had ever experienced before. Like nothing I ever want to experience again.
Then it hit me. I was at the hospital. I was about to have a baby. A real, live baby. I was about to have to push out a real, live little person.

Just popping in

2007-01-29T10:44:00.000-06:00

This blog has totally changed...at least temporarily. I'm sure you all hate looking at a sleeping baby, right? Didn't think so.

I actually get to say that I'll have a birth story type entry. Not so much the about the birthing part as the whole hospital, family story.

But, right now, we are all still doing really well. Thank heavens for my awesome hubby for keeping basically his nighttime schedule of being awake and allowing me to sleep at night. Seriously, have been getting 6 & 1/2 to 7 hours of sleep at night. We finally figured that little situation out after two nights. At least, I have a transition time of getting used to having a baby without being totally exhausted at the same time. Ask me next week when Mr. S goes back to work.....

Oh, and the boobs are ginormous, at least for me. Too bad I can't keep them. So far, they haven't hurt much. I have already leaked on the husband. Funny story, I was letting him say goodnight to them before I smashed them into their holder (ya know, I've never had boobs to die for). He did as he was instructed and did not touch, but I sat in his lap (I had had a moment earlier in the day....you know, one of those hormone moments) and he wanted to comfort me. Instead, he got a wet shirt. I was a little embarassed, he told me not to be. That nothing about me should be emabarassing or gross. Okay, better stop now before I have another moment.

Baby S

2007-01-26T12:32:00.001-06:00

Here she is. My beautiful, perfect little girl.

Ryan Michelle
7lbs 6 ounces 20.5 inches
Jan. 22, 2007
3:44 pm

Family Photo

2007-01-26T12:32:00.000-06:00

This picture took a whle to upload. I'll keep trying to get a better picture of Baby S.

The 25th it will probably be

2007-01-18T18:14:00.000-06:00

I had another checkup today with the doc. Her words "Yea, you're 3 cm." So, here I am at 3 cm just waiting. She didn't give me any indication that I wouldn't make it to the induction date. She said I was at a great starting place for induction. That makes me feel better. Only 7 more cm to go. Doesn't sound so bad. If I can do 3 cm without labor, surely I'll dilate pretty easy with contractions. Right? I'm hoping so.
Total weight gain for me is 31 pounds. Seeings how it is all in my belly, I'm thinking maybe Baby S is a chunker. Wouldn't that be funny for a fat little baby to come out of me! Not too big though, I do have to push her out.
So, I've decided I am definitely going to take it easy until next Thursday. I don't want to induce any labor being this close to a scheduled delivery. It eases my mind to know I have a date, and hopefully Baby S will cooperate. I'll keep my legs crossed. LOL!

Another note, Mr. S and I had a wonderful steak dinner tonight. For you locals, there's a new place called Yazoo's (where Lonestar used to be on Stage Rd). It was delicious. But be warned, it's a little pricey, but we knew that going in. It's a nice place to treat yourself.

Crawled off the couch just for y'all

2007-01-17T11:51:00.000-06:00

Hey guys! Gosh, anybody else just want to sleep all day, or is it just me? Anyway, still hanging on here. Some people may call it nesting, but for those who really know me, it's just cleaning. I've said it before. It's what I do. I just want the house to be clean and straight for when people come over. I can't stand my house to be dirty, muchless dirty for guests. I do a little each day. I was Swiffering last night as I was telling Mr. S about my mom. She mopped the kitchen floor the night before she had me. He told me to go sit down because he was going to work and didn't want me to go into labor while he was at work. Of course, that could happen anyway. Why is he just now freaking out about that!
So, on my agenda today, is making another, yes I went yesterday with my sister, trip to Target for some cleaning supplies that I am either out of or low on. Seriously, ask Mr. S. I like shopping for cleaning supplies. So many to choose from! I'll tell you one that is good, the Mr. Clean Extra Power cleaner. It's awesome for the bathroom. I'm thinking about trying that Easy Off Bam. Anybody tried that one?
It's good for me to get out of the house. It usually tires me pretty quickly, but hey, I'm walking so maybe Baby S will be here before the 25th. It's just been so darn cold. Brrrr. After I got home yesterday afternoon, I noticed the temperature was 26 freaking degrees! I HATE COLD WEATHER!! WITH. A. PASSION. I'll need to bundle up for my outing to Target today. It's only 31 degrees right now.

Time for my Coke for the day!

Still Here

2007-01-15T15:58:00.000-06:00

No baby yet. Just haven't felt like posting. HOPEFULLY tomorrow the sun will come out. I'm tired of gloomy, rainy weather. Three days, or has it been four, is enough! So, I'm going to take the remainder of the day and relax on the couch in front of the TV. I'll be back....

Special Delivery

2007-01-12T11:28:00.000-06:00

Remember when I told you about Mr. S ordering this for Baby S. Well, he also ordered this for himself. He had been waiting nearly a week for these to arrive. Side story, Mr. S works for FedEx Express.....key word express. Hence, the use of airplanes. These items were shipped FedEx Ground from Washington state. Hello, other side of the country completely. FedEx Ground is the truck based extension of FDX Corporation. It was the cheapest for shipping also. We don't get the enormous discount when things are ordered via the website, but seriously, it is dirt cheap for us to FedEx something. Anywho, I do have a point in which I will get to in a moment. But first, let me just reference the FedEx Ground and FedEx Express situation. Mr. S was expecting his package like on Tuesday, he ordered the things Friday. The expected arrival date was today, Jan. 12. He even called about the package because he wasn't pleased with the lack of updating of the website for tracking the package through Ground. This is funny to me, because he is not used to waiting that long for a package. Again, he works for Express. Another reason this is funny to me is because Mr. S just can't grasp things being closed at any time, especially on Sunday. He says he is used to picking up the phone anytime of day, especially at 3:00 in the morning, and getting what he needs. Ya know, cuz FedEx is a 24 hour. 365 day company.
Oh, so back to my original point about the package coming yesterday. He was so excited to rip open the box to find Baby S's fleece jacket. He didn't even look at his pullover until he had checked out the little jacket. My niece and nephew were over, and he called them into the kitchen so he could show it to them. So sweet, he was more delighted that baby girl's jacket came. He made sure to show it to my mom when she came over, too. Oh, and his pullover was nice, too. He tried it on and put it in the bedroom. But like I said, made sure he kept out Baby S's little jacket.
He also said, "Oh, she can wear it home." Me, I said "Um, honey, it will swallow her whole. It's a 12 month size." He has no idea how tiny she will be in his arms. Gotta love him for that.

Hello

2007-01-11T15:22:00.000-06:00

First off, go visit my newest Blog of Choice. Welcome Stephsky to the blogging family. She's got a really great first post!

Second, my doctor's appointment today had me a little excited. She suggested induction if I wasn't opposed, since my cervix was favorable...whatever that means. She was looking to do it around the 19th (my due date is the 27th). I was thrilled because that would mean I would have an actual date. Well, the hospital can't do it until the 25th, so tenatively I am scheduled to be induced on the 25th, that is if Baby S doesn't decide to debut sooner. So, back to being freaked out about when and where I'll be when labor strikes. I leave you with my latest belly shot.

Wanted to share this..

2007-01-10T11:11:00.000-06:00

I got this email from my mom this morning:

How are you feeling today? It must feel pretty good to know that everything is ready and that in a few days a beautiful baby girl will be in that little bassinet. Your life will never be the same again and you will wonder what you ever did without her. She will be the joy of your life just like you have been to me. You will love her like you never knew you could love a tiny little being because she is a part of you and Dave. Your home, like Julie’s will now be blessed with joy and happiness like you and Dave have never experienced before. I know you are a little anxious, but I assure you that once everything is over you will forget all the discomfort of the nine months and you will treasure it . I and all the family will be here for you on the day you go to the hospital and everything will be fine. I can’t wait to see baby Ryan. I can’t wait to hold both my new baby granddaughters and have a picture made of all 4 of my beautiful grandchildren. I am the luckiest grandmother in the world to have 4 beautiful children and 4 beautiful grandchildren. I love you all so much . LOVE, MOMMA

What a way to make a preggo cry!

Does is still matter if we're not Chinese?

2007-01-09T22:00:00.000-06:00

Mr. S and I went to a Chinese restaurant yesterday for a late lunch. I'm not big on Chinese food. I usually eat the most American thing I can find, but Mr. S was craving it and I was feeling up to it, so I let him have it. (Today we had to make a run to the grocery store for chocolate pudding...again, not my craving.) Anyway, you know the paper placemat thingies that some restaurants use, the Chinese place had the ones with the Chinese Zodiac chart. Depending on what year you were born depends on what animal you are.
Well, I'm a Sheep and this is what it says: Elegant and creative, you are timid and prefer anonymity. You are most compatible with Boars and Rabbits but never the Ox.

Wanna guess what Mr. S is? Come on, go ahead. This is what his said: Bright, patient, and inspiring to others. You can be happy by yourself, yet make an outstanding parent. Marry a Snake or a Cock. The Sheep will bring trouble.
Yea, he's an Ox.

Oh, and yes, I brought the paper placemat home just so I could blog about it. Pathetic.

One More Thing

2007-01-08T17:54:00.000-06:00

Mr. S came home from work Friday morning all excited about ordering this for Baby S.

First day of Leave

2007-01-06T12:21:00.000-06:00

Ahhh....even though I slept crappy, I woke up feeling a little refreshed knowing I didn't have to go to work. That's nice. No tears shed.

After reading this, I decided it was probably a good idea to take my infant seat back to Target, since it rated the worst. Yea, the picture of the infant see flying off the base, that's the one I had. It was cheap. I registered for it not thinking anyone would actually get it for me. But, I got it. So, I loaded it up this morning and met my mom at Target, where she had already pulled the Graco SnugRide one that fits my stroller. One of only two that passed the safety tests. I feel better, my mom feels better, and my sister and Baby Eva feel better about Baby S riding around town now. Not to mention, I spent nearly another $100 on top of the exchange at Target. I did buy a gift for someone, but still. I'm telling you, Mr. S needs to take the checkcard away now that I am off. No, seriously, I'm good. I won't go crazy shopping. I've got way too much to do around the house anyway.
Oh, shout out to Margarita. I ran into her at Target. Thanks for easing my mind about things. You are a sweetie and I love you!! Another shout out to Casey. Ran into her, too. Lovin' that little G'man, and you too!

Other things I have to do today:

Pack the hospital bag
Install the now safe infant seat in my car
Make a call list for when Baby S debuts
Go to Golf Galaxy (ok, so Mr. S wants to go)
Prop my feet up and relax!

Things I plan on doing before Baby S comes:

Clean the house from top to bottom, including baseboards, doors, trim.....it's not nesting. It's something I do, but I really want to get it done before Baby girl comes
Having dinner with Mr. S every night
Reading, I never get to read while in school and during my earlier months, reading made me sick. I just started a new book last night.
Relaxing!

Finally!

2007-01-05T23:07:00.000-06:00

Today was my last day of work!!!!! I haven't given them a timeline of when I'll want to return. I just told them I would let them know!!!!

More baby talk

2007-01-04T22:29:00.000-06:00

Seriously, I know y'all are getting tired of the short posts, but I usually sit down at the computer after I get home from work and my legs and back ache. So, I don't feel much like chatting it up. Again, seriously, next week I'll be well rested. Why? BECAUSE FRIDAY IS MY LAST DAY OF WORK!!!! As in tomorrow, as in Jan. 5!!! By 7:00 pm, I will be a lady of leisure for awhile. Maybe Mr. S should take my checkcard....

Had a doctor's appointment today. All is still well. Am 2 cm dilated and 50% effaced. Yea, my sister failed to mention that the doc checking my cervix would hurt like a bitch. She made me have a contraction. Yea, that didn't feel good. Now I know that is what it was in the middle of the night a few nights ago.
I am starting to freak out about the whole delivering this child issue. I like to plan, and not knowing is driving me crazy.

I would like to formally ask for ANY and all advice you mommies out there have for me. What do I need to pack for the hospital? Will I know when it is time to go to the hospital? Any and every piece of wisdom is welcomed. Seriously freaking out and about to cry about it.

Getting Ready for Baby

2007-01-02T22:57:00.000-06:00

Talk about reality check, walking into the bedroom and seeing this. It looks like it's just shoved in the corner, but there is really more room than it looks. The pack-n-play is one of the things Mr. S had fun putting together over the New Year's weekend.
Seriously, this man is so excited about this little girl. If anybody would have known him way back when (with the exception of Blue Angel, she knew him) you would not have ever believed he would be where he is today.

Oh, and I must say THREE MORE DAYS OF WORK!! Not to mention the decent raise I just got! Although, when I do go back to work....sometime....I will only be working two days a week, so the raise won't be so significant.

Blue Angel made me a CD with baby shower pics, so on my time off I promise to upload some pictures.

Okay, my back hurts :( so off to bed I go!

A Few Christmas Snapshots

2006-12-29T23:35:00.000-06:00

This is my ever so sweet niece, Eva.

This is my ever so sweet hubby holding baby Eva. I think he kinda likes her.

This is my silly nephew getting his first set of golf clubs. He can't wait for Uncle S to take him to play!

Ding, Dong The Evil Man is Dead

2006-12-29T22:34:00.000-06:00

I don't really get into politics, and I don't get into world issues here. But I am glad to read this.

I'm Here...if only for a second

2006-12-27T22:08:00.000-06:00

Sorry guys, I've been tired. Oh, so tired. Christmas is so exhausting. I didn't even have Christmas with my dad until tonight. More details about all the Christmas fun to come.

Oh, the hubby got me a Sony Handycam for Christmas. YAY!

* I drank orange juice Christmas morning. Seriously, big step since the whole orange glucola glucose test incident. I would have preferred milk, but the parents don't buy whole milk, and I just think it is a sin to drink anything but the milk that is full of fat!

Saturday Sound Off

2006-12-23T14:25:00.000-06:00

Ahhhhh!!! I'm almost done wrapping presents. I have been wrapping for nearly two hours today! Some I HAD to wrap today because Mr. S and I and having Christmas with them tonight. We are going to Blue Angel's mom's house tonight. It's been a tradition ever since she and I have been friends.....for 15 years!! That's weird to say.
I also had to make sure I wrapped Mr. S's gifts. He is so impatient when it comes to giving me gifts. He wants to open our presents today. He said he wanted his to be the first one I opened. Who knows why? I actually have NO idea what he got me this year. Usually, he inadvertantly gives me too many hints and I figure it out. He has been very quiet this year. I'll let you know.

On another note, Gosh, are my ribs sore! Baby S is always moving and kicking them. I was so sore last night, it was difficult for me to fall asleep. It's so tricky getting comfortable in bed. You should see all the pillows I use. I guess I'm lucky to have to whole bed to myself so I can be comfortable. Oh, and the joints. My feet and knees crack every morning as I get out of bed. The swelling is minimal. I notice it in my hands and feet. Otherwise, doing pretty good for a preggo!

Happy Saturday.

2006-12-22T09:19:00.000-06:00

Wow, I feel much better today. I don't know what the deal was yesterday. I just felt yucky in general. But after going to bed at 8:00 last night and sleeping until 8:00 this morning, I'm feeling pretty good, stiff, but refreshed.
I didn't wrap a single present yesterday like I had planned. Yea, it's the 22nd and I still have more than half of my gifts to wrap. I have NEVER waited this long. After my doctor's appointment, I did bake some cookies. Well, they came from a box, but they turned out good.

Also, here is my 34.5 week belly shot!

I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas!

Sorry to be so brief

2006-12-21T18:01:00.000-06:00

Said I would let you know how today went.
The doctor said everything is looking good still. I'm slowly putting on the pounds. I'm at 125, started from 99 lbs. My iron supplement is still agreeing with me. Oh, and I'm not sure I will be able to see the cup next time. I mean, you're bent over the toilet, trying to pee in this little cup with a big ol' belly, all while trying to keep your balance. It's interesting.

I haven't really felt well today. I still went out for a couple of hours with my sister. We went to, as Kelli, puts it, the crackhouse. Actually, Target wasn't that bad. It was crowded in the toy section, but otherwise it was okay.

T minus two weeks and one day until my last day of work!!!

Short one

2006-12-20T22:08:00.000-06:00

Courtesy of MsTags.com

I have a doctor's appointment in the morning and shopping in the afternoon with my sister and Baby Eva. I'll let you know how things go!

2006-12-18T21:33:00.000-06:00

Blah, Blah, Blah

2006-12-15T21:25:00.000-06:00

Wow, I have absolutely nothing to say. I guess I'll just shoot some bullets.

School is out. GOOD!
Work is busy, busy. My last day will be Jan. 5!! I want to be lazy a few weeks before Baby S comes.
I keep eating these darn sweetarts from the basket that SillyHily won at the shower and gave to me. I lurve sweetarts!!
I haven't wrapped a single Christmas present. I will this weekend, I promise.
Dave and I haven't gotten each other presents yet. He knows what he is getting me, but I have no idea what to get him.....anyone?
I got my sister this, and it turned out so precious. My mom has one for each of us, so it is a sentimental thing.
My sister doesn't read this.
Mr. S and I will be cleaning the house this weekend. It is not a pretty sight right now, and that, my friends, is driving me crazy. Yes, it says Mr. S and I. He helps me and is actually very good at it.
For anyone that has heard the overplayed Hinder song "Lips of an Angel", well, now there is a country version of it...not so good.
I'm still eating the sweetarts even though I keep telling myself "okay, last one"
Really, these are the last three.
Seriously.
Over the holiday season or while I am off from work, I want to make a scrapbook of my and Blue Angel's trip to NYC this past March. I am so proud of us, being in New York, alone, two girls, and we did it, of course, not without a few unexpected, not so good detours, but we did it!
I would love to go back to New York City! The plane ride, no so much in love with.
I haven't eaten another sweetart.
Who cleans their big ass grill at 7:00 in the morning...oh, wait. My neighbor does. Mrs. S does not to be woken up by stupid noises. Yea, he was doing that this morning and was apparently cooking all day. WTF, it's December. Yes, it was like 70 degrees, but still.
Christmas is ten days away.

Good night, y'all!

Dooms Day

2006-12-13T11:49:00.000-06:00

Help me. I have to go to one of the most dreaded places on earth. Wal-Mart. I hate Wal-Mart. I hate the chaos, the crowd. And at Christmas time? I must have lost my mind. (Actually, it appears Blogger has lost it's mind. I can't hit the "enter" button to go to the next line. Retard.) I plan on making the trip to Wal-Mart this afternoon. I seem to have abused yet another space heater into quitting. This makes the third space heater in a matter of 4-5 years. I hate being cold, therefor I keep a space heater in the bathroom. I can't put on my smell good lotion without my heater. And just as I am able to tolerate my smell good stuff again, darn it. And why Wal-Mart? Well, they probably have the biggest selection. Yes, I am picky about my space heaters. I know, just accept that I have my little quirks. This not being able to go to the next line business is driving me crazy.

Shout Out

2006-12-10T20:19:00.000-06:00

First, I want to send a big THANK YOU to Blue Angel for throwing me a great baby shower! Love you!
Second, another THANK YOU to Casey, Hily, Margarita, Kim, and Stefanie for coming to the shower and bringing Baby S gifts. Seeing you girls really meant alot. Y'all are wonderful people.
I got a lot of great gifts. More later. Right now, my back really hurts and I'm exhausted.

Good Night.

Ode to the Man

2006-12-08T22:32:00.000-06:00

Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind.

I got an email describing people born in each month. I only read mine and the Mr.'s. Above is what is said for the month of November. Mr S. is a November baby. And that is why I married him. Not so much what is in small print, but what I highlighted in bold.

Yabba Dabba Doo!

2006-12-07T23:01:00.000-06:00

My new daily vitamin

Well, the doc said I had to take some iron. My hematocrit is low. So, since I think the problem is me taking iron too close to the time I take my prenatal vitamins, the doc said to stop taking my prenatals and take the iron supplement (which has a few other vitamins in it too) and to maybe take a children's chewable tablet. So, I'm hoping that if I take my Flintstone's in the morning and the Repliva (iron) at night, maybe I can tolerate it. Cross your fingers. Flintstone's vitamins are yummy at least.
Everything else is fine. My belly is measuring fine, too. The weight, I'm up a total of 23 pounds at 33 weeks and Baby S is head down, so she is positioned fine so far.
OH, and my sister says she already has clothes to pass down to me that Baby Eva has grown out of. Baby Eva is one month old today! She's gettng big and still beautiful.

Christmas is Here at the S Household

2006-12-06T13:09:00.000-06:00

What do you need to put up the Christmas Tree?

One bowl of Christmas M&M's

One Dog in "his" yard (we fenced off a section of the backyard just for the boy)

All My Children on TV in the background

The tree assembled (whoever invented the pre-lit tree is a genius)

Voila!

I like my tree with an eclectic mix of ornaments. Many from my childhood, some fun ones, and a few traditional ball ornaments. I admit, it's a little lopsided at the bottom, but whose tree is ever straight anyway?

Merry Christmas

Why Do I Need a Title?

2006-12-06T09:42:00.000-06:00

Once again, I must direct you to Stefanie's page. Read it. Seriously. It may be just what you need. Thanks, Stefanie.

Let's change topics here. I haven't made mention here about the in-laws. Why not? Probably because I try not to think about them. Mr. S tries not to think about them. Right now, he is headed to a funeral for one of his great Aunts. He never asked me to go. I offered though. But, I am still fighting the sniffles, and he knew I wouldn't want to go anyway. That makes me sound bad. But, I know but a few people on his side of the family. Mainly, because he doesn't really like his family. They don't share the same views, morals, etc. This goes for both his mom's side and his dad's side. I can think of two uncles that Mr. S associates with. One is a golfer, the other was practically his father when he was a child.

Since Mr. S doesn't do much with his family, including his parents, I don't know much of them either. Fine by me. I'm kind of partial towards my own family anyway. But, Mr. S is too. He's told me.

The big problem may arise after Baby S is born. See, the in-laws, they smoke like chimney's. No kidding. If you looked up chain smokers, their pictures would be the epitome of chain smokers. I can't even describe how thick with smoke their house is and how they reek of smoke all the time. Hell, they can't even carry on a conversation without struggling. Every other word is followed by a hacking up of a lung. It's awful! And gross! And ya'll, his mom once smoked under.the.table in a non-smoking section of a restaurant. I was so pissed!!

And I don't want my baby in that house.

I refuse to purposefully take my daughter into that environment. Read it everywhere, there is no safe amount of cigarette smoke for babies. Even if they didn't smoke while we were there, the smoke lingering in their house would be bad enough.

This hurts Mr. S's feelings. I know it does. I'm hoping that once he holds his little girl, he will want to protect her more than anything in this world, including from cigarette smoke. He seems to believe we can take her over there. I say, not with her little bitty lungs. They can come to our house whenever they want. They know they cannot smoke in our house or cars.

This topic has not been brought up to the in-laws yet. I'm dreading the day, but it has to happen, right? I'm not being irrational, am I?

Because I Was Tagged (Which thrills me!)

2006-12-04T21:44:00.000-06:00

And I need a post for today. So, here goes.

6 Weird Things About Me

1. I mentioned this before, but I must mix my peanut butter and jelly together in a small cup before smearing it on the bread. The ratio of peanut butter to jelly has to be just right. I taste it to make sure. It looks pretty gross, but I love it! OH, and I eat the crust off to save the middle and best part for last.

2. I keep chapstick with me wherever I go. I have some in my purse, in my labcoat pocket at work, on the bedside table, and in my bathroom. I am addicted to chapstick and I am picky about it, too. Carmex is what I use the most, but I have some Burt's Bees in my purse.

3. It's hard for me to sleep in the bed with somebody. Strange for those who don't know me. But, Mr. S works at night, so I get the whole bed to myself. On the weekends, I have to fall asleep before he comes to bed or I can't go to sleep.

4. I wear thongs. I love thongs. No, that is not weird. What may be weird is the fact that when I change for bed, I change into full bottom panties. Anybody else have two sets of panties?

5. I love homegrown, ripe tomatoes. Give me a tomato, salt, and a paper towel and I am good to go. I eat them like an apple. Man, now I want a tomato.

6. I don't like mayo, ketchup, mustard, relish, anything like that on my sandwiches. I don't eat cheese on my hamburgers, pickles only. I love, love, love tomatoes, but hate cooked tomatoes in sauce and stuff. Like spaghetti sauce, I'll pick out any chunks of tomatoes, mushrooms, peppers, etc. Philly cheesesteak sandwhiches with meat and cheese only, please. I'm a pretty plain food person.

I don't know how good my list of weird things is. I can't really think of much right now. And, I don't know that I can tag 6 people that haven't already been tagged, but Blue Angel.....you've been tagged.

Don't Be Too Hard on Me

2006-12-03T11:04:00.000-06:00

So, I'm not so good at keeping the commitment alive of posting every day. Last night was Blue Angel's brother's wedding. Knowing both the bride and groom makes a wedding so much sweeter. I love weddings anyway. I like going to them, seeing the excitment of the moment, the emotions, and listening to the vows. A little romantic at heart I guess. Oh, which reminds me, I need to remind Mr. S that it is less than 20 years until our renewel of vows for our 25th anniversary. LOL!
I'll let Blue tell you more about the wedding weekend, and maybe she'll post a picture of me and her at the wedding.

I'm still fighting this stupid cold thing. It's been a week now, and I'm pretty tired of it. The sneezing, the runny nose....ARGH!!! Plus, I want to go visit baby Eva, and I can't because I would hate to get her sick.

It's Sunday. Time for house cleaning and shopping.

This Counts

2006-12-02T00:29:00.000-06:00

I did not intend to stay out past midnight, so I am counting this post as Friday's. Short, but sweet. Here is a picture from the event tonight.

I Need to Vent

2006-11-30T21:40:00.000-06:00

Ok, tomorrow I am going to put my foot down and almost give an ultimatum to my pharmacy manager. I don't know if I'm just weak or what, but I haven't exactly have an easy pregnancy. I was sick for the first 5 1/2 months, had about one good month, and now I'm just plain tired and my back hurts alot. I work on my feet. There are no stools or chairs in the pharmacy, not that I would have time to sit down anyway.
I still took classes this semester, though I shouldn't have. It has proved to be too much. I had cut my hours at work to 3 days a week, then slowly my manager would ask me to work an extra day. Now, this week I am working five days, and next week she has me scheduled five days. Y'all, I just can't do it. I physically can barely walk by the end of my shifts. I'm usually good for about 4-5 hours, but after that, my back is killing me and I start feeling bad. There's a few of you that know how hard of a worker I am, and I don't get any help from my fellow technicians. Am I just a pu$$y and need to suck it up, or am I in the right by requesting less hours? I just don't want to stress me or my body out too much.
The ultimatum....either take me off at least one day next week or I'll just go ahead and take my leave now. It's an issue right now because one of the other technicians is going on leave starting next Thursday for some surgery that all of the sudden she decided to have (coincidentally as I will take my leave soon too........hmmm, you decide) and another technician requested off the entire week next week to study for finals. But, if I had asked off, I probably would have been told no. Why, because that place will be chaotic without me. I'm not cocky about that, it's the truth. Ask What The Hell. My customers are even asking me what they are going to do without me. I have a very strong work ethic. I put my customers before any chit chat. My fellow technicians don't seem to acknowledge my hard-working ass! Whoa, sorry. That was vicious. I could go on for days. I really do enjoy my job. But a lot of the times, my fellow employees make it difficult for me.
Okay, I feel better now. Thanks for listening.

Untiltled

2006-11-29T22:07:00.000-06:00

Do you ever catch yourself doing or thinking like your parents? Come one. I know you have. Even though I said I never would, there are some things I laugh about when I do them. For example, whenever I leave a room, I must turn off the light. Poor Mr. S, if he is behind me, off goes the light before he can even make it out. If he walks into the living room and leaves the kitchen light on, he is barely on the couch before I get up and turn it off. It isn't because we can't afford the utility bill, it's just that it's wasteful. My parents used to get on to us for having every light in the house on.

Another thing, I have to use an ice cream scoop to get ice cream. (I've got Mr. S trained now, too.) When I was a kid, my siblings and I would just grab a regular spoon and scoop away, bending the spoon half the time. It used to irritate my dad. Now, I'll be damn if I have a bent spoon over some ice cream.

Was anyone else not ever allowed to eat just chips? My dad would always make us eat a sandwich if we wanted chips. It's still hard for me to eat just chips, but I have overcome and will eat stray Cheetos now and again.

Oh, if Mr. S and I have fishsticks (I know, sounds gross) for dinner, I must have macaroni and cheese with it cause that is what my dad always fixed with fishsticks. Also, my peanut butter and jelly has to be mixed together in a cup, in the right proportions to taste, before putting it on bread. That's how my grandmother did it for my grandfather and her grandkids. I don't like it any other way, and I plan on fixing it that way for Baby S. Mr. S thinks it's disgusting. I say it's much easier to eat because the jelly doesen't drip out. He says that's what is fun about PB&J.

One last thing I can think of right now is christmas ornaments. My mom always bought us kids our own Christmas ornament every year. Now, I have all mine and my siblings have theirs. It's so neat to see ornaments from when we were babies. I continue that traditon and buy Mr. S and I one every year. I have even bought Baby S one this year with her name on it. One day I'll be able to tell her I bought it before she was even born. I hope to pass this tradition to her and any other children I may have.

Anybody else have any quirks they reluctantly, or maybe not reluctantly, inherited from their folks?

Read at Your Own Risk

2006-11-28T14:29:00.000-06:00

Today is a yucky day outside. No sun, a light drizzle now and then. Not cold, not warm. Just plain icky.
Not good for one's mood. Which mine is pretty crappy today.

I'm tired.
I'm tired of school.
I hate my classes.
I don't want to go to work. ( I normally don't mind that)
I just want to curl up and go to sleep.
Oh, the cold...still fighting it. The weather today isn't helping in that area either.

Happy Tuesday. It sucks.

Sorry for the foul mood. I don't do tired very well.

Weekend Wrap

2006-11-27T11:17:00.000-06:00

Mr. S and I didn't have a very exciting weekend. Nothing like Blue Angel. We were both feeling pretty crappy. Both battling some sort of cold bug. Mr. S seemed to have had it worse. I'm fighting it, and hopefully winning.
It is getting increasingly more difficult to get dressed in the mornings. Mostly it's hard putting on panties (my balance isn't so good when I raise one leg up!), socks, and shoes. I absolutely cannot lay down after I eat anymore. Oh, the heartburn is horrible!! I have never experienced heartburn or reflux or anything before, so it's new to me. And, I could stand to live without it.

I mentioned last post that I hadn't done much in preparation for Baby S. Well, her clothes, sheets, blankets, etc. have been washed. Her room organized and curtains hung. I haven't settled on the arrangement of the furniture though. I need some other opinions.
It was fun washing her little clothes. Mr. S. especially liked her itty bitty socks. We didn't lose any in the wash this time. Though any time we would open the dryer, tiny socks would fly out. And everything is pink!

Since Mr. S hadn't slept much this weekend, he slept in today. While he was sleeping, I baked him a pecan pie. Aren't I a great little wifey.

I think I may have to have a piece of that pie now.....

OH, and y'all. I saw a Red Ryder BB Gun this weekend at that Bass store....heck what's the name of that store. You know, the redneck something about Bass store. Crap, anyway, I saw the infamous BB gun. It even had a warning about injury to the eye! Good thing we are having a girl. I think Mr. S would have bought one.
Bass Pro Shops, that's it.

I Slipped

2006-11-26T09:18:00.000-06:00

Well, crap. I missed a day. Actually, I felt like crap on Saturday. I had a headache all day. I didn't even enjoy the few places Mr. S and I went shopping. I love shopping. I woke up this morning knowing why I had a headache, now my throat is sore. Lovely.

Have I mentioned how terrific my sister looks just two and a half weeks after having her baby. Wow, she looks great! Gives me hope that I will have the same luck.

Speaking of....I officially have less than nine weeks left. Nine weeks, people. My sister is so excited about the babies meeting. I know, they won't really understand, but it's fun for us. I feel like there is so much left for me to do. Her room isn't completely ready yet. Everything is in there, I just don't have it straight. I don't have everything I need. I do have two carseats! I need to wash her clothes, blankets, etc. Yikes, can time just stand still for awhile. I planned on tackling her room yesterday, but that was a lost cause since I wasn't feeling well.

Mr. S and I often talk about what kind of personality Baby S will have, what color hair she will have, etc. I also often tease him about how much of a chatterbox she may be, that is if she takes after me in that area. He just laughs, because he knows what I mean. I can talk Mr. S's ears off...ninety to nothing. He told me last night, he hopes she is alot like me. Well, I hope she's alot like Mr. S. Actually, I hope she's a perfect blend of us both. We'll just have to wait and see. And we are both excited to find out!

2006-11-24T18:35:00.000-06:00

I don't feel real well today and I'm tired, so I'll just leave you with this picture of an eyes open Eva!

She was so sweet to hold and snuggle with on Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving

2006-11-23T10:23:00.000-06:00

What I am thankful for

My wonderful husband who I can't wait to see become a father.
In a couple of months, we will get to meet our little baby girl.
My quite large, very branched family who came about through divorce, but are indifferent to the DNA.
My close relationship with my sister and my mom, though not always growing up.
Chrissy and her mom.....and her family for welcoming me into their lives.
All my family, blood, step, and in-laws, being able to peacefully coexist and mingle happily at family functions.
My niece and nephew for showing unconditional love to their family, including their mom and dad who do not even have custody of them.
Knowing I can call my mom in the middle of the night if I need to.

Okay, now for the not so serious stuff...

That Mr. S and I paid off my car two years early. Now, she's mine, all mine.
That our dog makes us laugh all the time.
I can make pecan pie. The Karo syrup bottle has a great recipe!
My nice, comfortable bed and the time I get to spend in it.
Lotion and warm baths and candles and my space heater I keep in the bathroom

I haven't been up long enough to do serious thinking. All I can think about is getting together later with the family and enjoying some turkey and pie.

Hope everyone had a great day!

2006-11-22T12:01:00.000-06:00

Mmmmm.....can you smell it. That's one good looking pecan pie! Guess what, there's another one just like it.

I even prepared them while I was on the phone with Blue Angel. Talk about multi-tasking.

That's about all I have time for today. Blue and I actually got to talk on the phone for like two hours. She was lucky I was already awake at 9:30 am when she called. LOL. We don't get to talk much. It was nice.

I have to work today. It's been a madhouse. People always seem to panic when there is a holiday. "Oh, no.....I'm completely out of my meds and I leave for a flight in 10 minutes, what do you mean it will take two hours to fill?"

Thought for the day: Please don't wait until the very last minute to get your prescriptons filled. Especially when you have been out for two days and all of the sudden you're going out of town and need them NOW.

Have a great day!

2006-11-21T23:41:00.000-06:00

I made it. Go ahead, scroll down and look at the time. It is still today. I had to watch Nip/Tuck once I got home from work. I love DVR.

Speaking of DVR, can you believe Mr. S and I still used a VCR to record things until about two months ago. We finally broke down and upgraded our DirectTV to include DVR. It is awesome. Except, we still haven't gotten used to the remote control. Check it out.

The remote on the left is for the DVR in our living room. The other remote is the original remote, which we still use for the bedroom. I can work it in the dark. The silver one, we still have to search for the "guide" button.

Okay, I am blogging about remote controls. That's pretty lame.

Continuing on, tommorrow I will be baking a couple of pecan pies. Yummy! Stefanie, they are really easy......and I am not a baker.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving! Eat lots of Turkey and pies.

I guess I have to do a "Thankful" type post for Thursday. It's no holiday in bloggerland, right. I'm commited. I have to stick to it.

Bye!

Watch Out for Flying Bullets

2006-11-20T12:45:00.000-06:00

I have been impressed with Stefanie's goal of posting everyday. I am going to try it. Because, even if she didn't have an eventful day, she still wrote something. And you know what, I enjoyed each and every post. So, bravo to Stefanie.

I'm going to start off easy and do a bullet post. I haven't done one yet, so why not give it a try. Here are my random thoughts of the day.

Went to the doc today. Everything is still looking good. I'm up 20 pounds for the pregnancy at just over 30 weeks. Baby is kicking alot!! Sometimes it looks like she is going to come right out the side of me. I love feeling her move. I can see how I will miss that. Oh, and the glucose test came back fine from a couple of weeks ago. Yay!
Stef was right, no stretch marks so far. My sister didn't have any either. From what I learned in Anatomy and Physiology, stretch marks (as well as varicose veins) are due mostly to genes, meaning they are mainly hereditary. Since my mom had 4 kids and no stretch marks, I'm hoping I will be that lucky....except I ain't havin' no 4 kids!
I interviewed a pediatrician today. I really liked her. She is in practice for herself with one Nurse Practioner. I really liked the small, personal atmosphere. I'm positive she is who I want Baby Girl to grow up with. The free stroller she gave me didn't hurt either.
My back is starting to hurt more often now. Hrmf!
Holy crap, Thanksgiving is Thursday.....this Thursday. Does that seem unreal to anyone else? Good thing I can make Pecan Pie!! Yummy.
The high on Thanksgiving is supposed to be around 70 degrees. How awesome is that. I hate cold weather.
I am totally dreading the Biochemistry test tomorrow. I honestly don't know if I am going to pass this class. I have to make darn good grades on the last two tests to even get a C. A freaking C.
Some days I totally want to rethink my career and I feel 100% guilty and unsure about that. Some days, I just don't know anything.
I do know I have a great husband who did exactly what I asked of him this weekend. I asked him to make me study some both Saturday and Sunday, no matter how mad or irritated I got. I did surprisingly well. I didn't get mad at him at all. He told me to go study, and I studied.
Did I mention I hate, I mean despise Biochemistry?

See ya tomorrow!