I just read a post from another blog about loving your husband and not trying to change him. While I whole-heartedly agree with the sentiment, I think it would be fun to just cite ONE THING you would change about your husband if you could. Go ahead and tell me - I won't tell him!
If there was just one thing I could change about mine, I would have him be a more "timely" person. He's not like that at all - he just does things whenever he gets around to them, with no concept of how long it's been since I asked him to do it. A lot of the time out of frustration, I just end up figuring out how to do it myself.
What would you change about your better half? Anything?
Monday, August 31, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
HOLY HUGE!!!
Ok, you know how they say the camera adds 10 lbs? Well we got ours on sale because it actually adds 50 lbs. At least that's how I feel looking at these pictures of me. Am I really THAT big? I even tried to suck in! Oh well! Nothing I can do about it now!
I no longer look at the scale when they weigh me at the midwife appointments, but was told yesterday that I hadn't gained any weight since my last appointment two weeks ago. A small victory, to be sure! I think I am probably at around 185 lbs now. YIKES! I know 20 lbs will be gone once I deliver, but it's the other 30 I'm worried about.
After William was born in December of 2007, I went on a very healthy diet in order to lose weight for my friend's wedding in October of 2008. I was nursing (which helped a lot) but I also took up running in the AM before work. I fell in love with running and especially with having that quiet time in the morning to myself before anyone else was up. I definitely plan on getting back into morning exercise once this baby is born, although I will most likely have to hold off on running until spring since it will be too dark in the AM to run this fall/winter.
By the time of the wedding last October, I was at the thinnest I'd been in about 10 years - I'd lost a full 30 lbs since I started the diet and felt GREAT! I hope to, again, lose that 30 lbs plus another 10-20 more this time around. Wish me luck! I'll keep you all posted on how it goes!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
OUCH!!!
We had a bit of an accident Saturday morning. I was sitting in the lawnchair in the driveway (since that's about all I'm capable of these days: sitting) and watching the kids play. At one point William came to sit in his little kiddie lawnchair and as he climbed into it, it toppled over
right into my chair. He must have hit his poor eye right against part of the metal frame of mine. There was a lot of crying, but thankfully no blood (I HATE blood!). He wouldn't allow me to ice it at all but did allow me to take this picture about 10 minutes after it happened:
right into my chair. He must have hit his poor eye right against part of the metal frame of mine. There was a lot of crying, but thankfully no blood (I HATE blood!). He wouldn't allow me to ice it at all but did allow me to take this picture about 10 minutes after it happened:
I have been taking pictures of it because it's just amazing to me, how quickly it's healing. It's almost like watching time-lapse photography! Every day it looks completely different than the day before and I really think that this horrible black eye will be nothing but a memory in another 5 days or so. Here's a picture of it Sunday before we went to church:
I skipped Monday but took two pictures of it today, one before I left for work and one when I got home. Yes, I thought it looked THAT different in less than 10 hours.
I think that the human body's capability to heal itself is the most miraculous thing, and even more so when you're young and it's so fast. Getting older sucks for many reasons, not the least of which is how much slower we heal. I have a mosquito bite from 2 months ago that is still a red pock mark on my forearm. And I remember how long it would take small cuts on my grandma's hands to heal. Those were cuts that she had accidentally inflicted upon herself with her own fingernails. Her skin became so paper-thin and she wouldn't even notice when she did it but then they would be open wounds for weeks and weeks.
Thankfully, this injury never seemed to bother William other than when it first happened. I never needed to give him any sort of painkiller to help him sleep or anything and I'm really glad for that, as I avoid medication as much as possible. Better to allow your body to do what it's designed to do, in my opinion.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
WWSD?
Remember when it was all the rage a few years back to have "WWJD" on bracelets, Tshirts, etc? I thought it was great at the time, for people to be asking themselves, "What would Jesus do?" on a regular basis and the slogan was a great reminder to do that.
Well, my friend, Erin, and I have a new slogan: "WWSD?" also known as "What Would Suze Do?" Yes, I'm referring to Suze Orman, the financial expert who has no problem telling people they have NO BUSINESS spending money and buying things when they should be digging their way out of debt. I know if I EVER called Suze, she would probably tell me I should be eating nothing but Ramen noodles for the next 10 years, based on my financial situation. So when I have the urge to spend money I don't really have, wouldn't it be nice if Suze were right there to set me straight?
Enter....my new wallet decoration:
I actually really wanted a shot of her yelling, not smiling. I thought that would be more effective in reminding me that I really shouldn't be spending any unnecessary money at this point. But I figured this would work. Funny thing is, I bought this awesome red wallet at Target about 6 months ago and at the time, I was thinking about how Suze would NOT approve of me spending the $14 on it. Well, hopefully her smiling face and wagging finger will help me do better in the future.
Maybe my big get-rich scheme should be selling these. What do you think?
Well, my friend, Erin, and I have a new slogan: "WWSD?" also known as "What Would Suze Do?" Yes, I'm referring to Suze Orman, the financial expert who has no problem telling people they have NO BUSINESS spending money and buying things when they should be digging their way out of debt. I know if I EVER called Suze, she would probably tell me I should be eating nothing but Ramen noodles for the next 10 years, based on my financial situation. So when I have the urge to spend money I don't really have, wouldn't it be nice if Suze were right there to set me straight?
Enter....my new wallet decoration:
I actually really wanted a shot of her yelling, not smiling. I thought that would be more effective in reminding me that I really shouldn't be spending any unnecessary money at this point. But I figured this would work. Funny thing is, I bought this awesome red wallet at Target about 6 months ago and at the time, I was thinking about how Suze would NOT approve of me spending the $14 on it. Well, hopefully her smiling face and wagging finger will help me do better in the future.Maybe my big get-rich scheme should be selling these. What do you think?
Friday, August 14, 2009
Random Thoughts for Your Weekend
A friend sent me this email today and I thought it was worth sharing.
My favorite is: I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
Have a great weekend!
I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?
Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
That's enough, Nickelback.
I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in Am eric a did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
There is a great need for sarcasm font.
Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the fuck was going on when I first saw it.
I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
The other night I hit a new low at an open bar. I had already hopped on highway blackout when, inevitably I had to find a bathroom. Eventually I decided it was probably on the other side of the bar so I tried to walk over there, but ran into a guy coming the other way. We played that, Both go left, Both go right game to no avail, so I finally put out my hand to guide myself past and that's is when I realized, yup, that's a mirror I just tried to walk through. And the guy on the other side is me. Even cats can re cognize their own image.
How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.
Was learning cursive really necessary?
Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
My brother's Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, "Cuz we beat you, and you hate us." Classy, bro.
Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
I love the sense of camaraderie when a n entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...t hank s Mario Kart.
MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu' to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an overweight woman. Example: " Dave caught the swine flu last night."
I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
Bad decisions make good stories
Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
While watching the Olympics, I find myself cheering equally for China and USA . No, I am not of Chinese descent, but I am fairly certain that when Chinese athletes don't win, they are executed.
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
I think that if, years down the road when I'm trying to have a kid, I find out that I'm sterile, most of my disappointment will stem from the fact that I was not aware of my condition in college.
Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?
It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.
I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.
The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimate d that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.
My favorite is: I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
Have a great weekend!
I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.
Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?
Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.
That's enough, Nickelback.
I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
The letters T and G are very close to each other on a keyboard. This recently became all too apparent to me and consequently I will never be ending a work email with the phrase "Regards" again.
Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in Am eric a did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.
There is a great need for sarcasm font.
Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the fuck was going on when I first saw it.
I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.
The other night I hit a new low at an open bar. I had already hopped on highway blackout when, inevitably I had to find a bathroom. Eventually I decided it was probably on the other side of the bar so I tried to walk over there, but ran into a guy coming the other way. We played that, Both go left, Both go right game to no avail, so I finally put out my hand to guide myself past and that's is when I realized, yup, that's a mirror I just tried to walk through. And the guy on the other side is me. Even cats can re cognize their own image.
How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.
I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.
A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.
Was learning cursive really necessary?
Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".
I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.
My brother's Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, "Cuz we beat you, and you hate us." Classy, bro.
Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".
How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?
I love the sense of camaraderie when a n entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!
Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"
What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?
While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...t hank s Mario Kart.
MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.
Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
I would like to officially coin the phrase 'catching the swine flu' to be used as a way to make fun of a friend for hooking up with an overweight woman. Example: " Dave caught the swine flu last night."
I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
Bad decisions make good stories
Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!
Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?
If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.
Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....
You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.
Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.
There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.
I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.
I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'
While watching the Olympics, I find myself cheering equally for China and USA . No, I am not of Chinese descent, but I am fairly certain that when Chinese athletes don't win, they are executed.
I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?
I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.
I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.
Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...
As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.
I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
I think that if, years down the road when I'm trying to have a kid, I find out that I'm sterile, most of my disappointment will stem from the fact that I was not aware of my condition in college.
Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.
Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...
My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?
It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.
I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.
I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.
The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimate d that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
A Day at the Park
I'm so glad Chris is getting better about taking pictures during the day. It's so nice to come home from work and see what they've all been up to. Of course it would be nicer to actually be there to enjoy these experiences with them, but this is the next best thing. It's taken me a long time to accept the fact that I am always going to have to work full-time - this is NOT how I pictured my life at all! But you have to roll with the punches and do what you have to do to take care of the ones you love and it's no use fighting circumstances that are beyond my control. So instead, I choose to just cherish the time I do get to spend with the boys and realize there are some advantages to me being at work all day. Besides, in this economy I am truly thankful to have a job at all and need to appreciate all that we have.When I was a kid, I went to a Catholic school and there was literally a set of monkey bars in an area with hard blacktop and that was it. When I was in first grade, a second grader - I even remember his name, Edwin Posadas - was walking across the top of the monkey bars and fell off. He almost lost his eye falling on that hard black top. They ended up taking the monkey bars out that summer and that was it for any playground equipment. I used to spend our recess walking around a tree and trying to step only on the roots that stuck out of the ground. Pathetic!
Anyway, Chris took the kids to the playground behind Owen's school today. This playground equipment is by far the best I've ever seen and we're so lucky the kids will all go to school here so they can enjoy it!
We've had such a gorgeous, mild summer and I sure hope it lasts while I'm on maternity leave. I only have 4 more weeks of work before I can pretend I'm a stay-at-home mom for a while. For anyone out there who has the priviledge of staying home with their kids, I realize it's the hardest job in the world but it's got to also be the most rewarding! I envy you and hope you appreciate how very lucky you are!
Vacation Bible School
I'm so glad Chris made the effort to take the older boys to VBS last week. It was only from 9am-12pm each day, but it was nice for them to have an outlet for all their energy and for William to get a little one-on-one time with his Daddy, too. And, of course, I love that the boys got to learn more about God in a fun, interactive environnment. Growing up Catholic, we really didn't have anything like that. I was asking Sammy about what he learned at VBS one night last week and he said that Peter could walk on water. I asked him if he would like to be able to walk on water and Owen piped up: "I can walk on water, as long as I keep my eyes on Jesus." AMEN!
The pictures are from the last day's little presentation they put on for the parents. William sure did enjoy the singing!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Smooth Sailing from Here On In!
Aaaaahhhhh...so nice to have this weekend over with. I was pretty much on my feet and running around for 9 hours straight yesterday and yes, it did turn out to be around 90 degrees. Going outside was like walking into an oven! The humid air would blast you in the face as soon as you opened the door. I was very lucky though, because at least the rain let up by noon so the ground dried out and the ceremony went off without a hitch.
Trying to get 350 people wrangled into dinner wasn't easy. My job is about 50% crowd control. We do our best to predict what the guests will do and plan ways to veer them the way we want them to go, but it doesn't always work. Another thing that is difficult to predict is the timing. Last night dinner was supposed to be served at 7pm, but we were an hour late. I hate to nag at the bride and groom to get things moving when they are visiting with people they probably haven't seen in years, people who've probably traveled a long way to be there. But all I can think about is the food that was ready 45 minutes ago and is sitting in a hot box getting really disgusting! I do talk to couples about this during the planning stages, but all that goes out the window on their wedding day. All in all, though, they were happy with everything last night and I went home happy - hobbled, but happy. I used my back brace but there's only so much that can help me when I'm 5 weeks from my due date.
I have one more very small (35 ppl) wedding on August 22nd and that's the last one I will have to work before my leave. I do also have our neighborhood block party that I'm helping to host on August 30th. I swear I am going to try to take it easy after that!
On another note, my sweet mom bought me two pair of the BEST pajamas ever! They are from www.nursinggowns.com and I just love them! They are cotton and spandex so they stretch over my tummy right now so I'm enjoying them a little bit early. I have had the same pair of nursing pajamas since Owen was born and I really don't like them at all because they have those big slits in the front, which are not good when I have these little boys in the house. I've had a couple of "wardrobe malfunctions" with them and now that Owen is 6, that's probably not such a good thing. Anyway, thanks Mom! You're the best!
Chris took some pictures of the boys at their Vacation Bible School last week so I'll be posting those soon. Hope everyone had a great weekend!
Trying to get 350 people wrangled into dinner wasn't easy. My job is about 50% crowd control. We do our best to predict what the guests will do and plan ways to veer them the way we want them to go, but it doesn't always work. Another thing that is difficult to predict is the timing. Last night dinner was supposed to be served at 7pm, but we were an hour late. I hate to nag at the bride and groom to get things moving when they are visiting with people they probably haven't seen in years, people who've probably traveled a long way to be there. But all I can think about is the food that was ready 45 minutes ago and is sitting in a hot box getting really disgusting! I do talk to couples about this during the planning stages, but all that goes out the window on their wedding day. All in all, though, they were happy with everything last night and I went home happy - hobbled, but happy. I used my back brace but there's only so much that can help me when I'm 5 weeks from my due date.
I have one more very small (35 ppl) wedding on August 22nd and that's the last one I will have to work before my leave. I do also have our neighborhood block party that I'm helping to host on August 30th. I swear I am going to try to take it easy after that!
On another note, my sweet mom bought me two pair of the BEST pajamas ever! They are from www.nursinggowns.com and I just love them! They are cotton and spandex so they stretch over my tummy right now so I'm enjoying them a little bit early. I have had the same pair of nursing pajamas since Owen was born and I really don't like them at all because they have those big slits in the front, which are not good when I have these little boys in the house. I've had a couple of "wardrobe malfunctions" with them and now that Owen is 6, that's probably not such a good thing. Anyway, thanks Mom! You're the best!
Chris took some pictures of the boys at their Vacation Bible School last week so I'll be posting those soon. Hope everyone had a great weekend!
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
The Big Push!
No, not THAT! Not for at least another 6 weeks, anyway!
I am dreading this week because I will have so little time off and have a BIG wedding this Saturday - 350 people expected. It also has the ceremony as well as reception, which is a lot harder than when they get married in a church and just have the reception at the hotel. I am so thankful it's going to be sunny on Saturday, but have also heard it's going to be in the mid-90's. That is NOT what a person who is 35 weeks pregnant wants to hear on a day when she'll be running around like crazy! Oh well! This is my last big event before the baby is due. I have one more really small wedding on August 22nd and then can officially breathe easier and just look forward to my mom's visit and the baby's arrival.
Still no name. There are a few we both like, but nothing has really grabbed us yet. And with the first name so up-in-the-air, we are also waffling on the middle name. We would like the name to all fit together, but this is getting tougher and tougher as time goes on.
Owen and Sammy are enjoying Vacation Bible School this week and I think Chris is enjoying having some alone time with William. He drops them off at 9am and picks them up at noon, so it's just for a few hours. I'm so glad we've gotten involved in this church and that my kids will grow up actually ENJOYING going to church. Growing up Catholic, church was never something I enjoyed, just suffered through as something you HAD to do. (and going to Catholic school, I actually HAD to go to church at least twice a week!)
I think my last day at work will be September 9 and my mom arrives via train on the 10th. I'm so looking forward to her visit! She'll be with us for almost 3 whole weeks and that will be the longest period of time I've spent with her in almost two years, since I was home in MI after I had William. Hopefully the baby will come relatively early (close to the due date? PLEASE?) so that my back won't hurt anymore and we can have some fun.
I am dreading this week because I will have so little time off and have a BIG wedding this Saturday - 350 people expected. It also has the ceremony as well as reception, which is a lot harder than when they get married in a church and just have the reception at the hotel. I am so thankful it's going to be sunny on Saturday, but have also heard it's going to be in the mid-90's. That is NOT what a person who is 35 weeks pregnant wants to hear on a day when she'll be running around like crazy! Oh well! This is my last big event before the baby is due. I have one more really small wedding on August 22nd and then can officially breathe easier and just look forward to my mom's visit and the baby's arrival.
Still no name. There are a few we both like, but nothing has really grabbed us yet. And with the first name so up-in-the-air, we are also waffling on the middle name. We would like the name to all fit together, but this is getting tougher and tougher as time goes on.
Owen and Sammy are enjoying Vacation Bible School this week and I think Chris is enjoying having some alone time with William. He drops them off at 9am and picks them up at noon, so it's just for a few hours. I'm so glad we've gotten involved in this church and that my kids will grow up actually ENJOYING going to church. Growing up Catholic, church was never something I enjoyed, just suffered through as something you HAD to do. (and going to Catholic school, I actually HAD to go to church at least twice a week!)
I think my last day at work will be September 9 and my mom arrives via train on the 10th. I'm so looking forward to her visit! She'll be with us for almost 3 whole weeks and that will be the longest period of time I've spent with her in almost two years, since I was home in MI after I had William. Hopefully the baby will come relatively early (close to the due date? PLEASE?) so that my back won't hurt anymore and we can have some fun.
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