Thursday, November 27, 2008

Mat pants...

...so I was in meetings yesterday up the Valley way. I wore my new Maternity Pants that are one size too big. I bought them this way so that as I grow more and more I won't have to buy new pants...that's the Financial Planner in me...can't help it. Anyways, I wore my new dressy pant and the top is made of about the same material as Panty hose. They're real stretchy, but really thin...works well. Anyways, about mid way through the morning I felt all that water I drank was getting to me so I got up and went to the bathroom. I grabbed the side of my huge pants and yanked down and went to sit, only to sit right on the Panty Hose part of my pants. I got up again and searched for the top, only to find it wedged under my bra....STILL! I yank and pull, all the while doing the "hold it in" dance, until I finally get them down. These pants have the most elastic top part and I can almost pull them up over my face! It's crazy. I've never had such difficulty with pants that don't have buttons or zippers in my life. The stretchy part covers my whole back too so basically I have built in long johns till I start really showing. Pretty cool, eh!

The other night I hosted Trivia. We had fun and some of the questions were hard...others not so much. I could see the frustration on their faces when they knew they should know the answers, but were just having a moment of temporary amnesia. For example, a question I asked was: Name the colors of the rainbow in order starting with Red. hehehe...it was funny to see them try to remember the little trick of Roy G Biv...I'll let you figure out what that all stands for. I knew they knew the answer...just sometimes it's hard when you're put on the spot.

That reminds me of a video I saw on You Tube of the Miss Teen USA Pageant last year. This girl clearly had a moment of...well, you'll see....hehehehe

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WALIARHHLII

"Don't let me be the last to know..." - Britney Spears

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Tonight...

...so I'm thinking the little one is a little demanding. Tonight he looked at me, pointed to the floor and yelled "SIT!". Apparently that was my queue to sit and play with him and all his trucks. When I didn't he threw a temper tantrum, pointed and rammed his finger on the floor in front of his toy box and screams "SIT MAMA!" with tears rolling down his face. So, of course, I comforted him and sat. After that he refused to share his toys and when he'd break his little bridge he'd haul my hand over to it to fix it. I'm feeling like I'm being bullied by my own child.... he's not even two yet...this isn't good...hubby and I have some work to do.

"Shut up and Drive..." - Rhianna

Monday, November 24, 2008

Monday...

...so I have the day off today. Things started off great as the little only woke up at 7:30! That's sleeping in at our house so I was real happy about that. We then got up and played a little and I had this bright idea to start a fire. The floors were a little cold so a small fire in the wood stove would do the trick...or so I thought. Well, I start it and the smoke is just filling the house up. No matter what way I turn the draft thing on the pipe, the smoke just kept coming in. It was bad enough that the smoke detectors were going off. Now I'm running around trying to stop the smoke, block every vent to upstairs and stop the darn detectors from going off! The little one was at the top of the stairs yelling "Uh Oh Mama...noise...uh oh..." as if I couldn't hear it myself. After frigging with the stove for 15 minutes I finally got it to stop...now the house is completely filled with smoke and my plan to warm the house completely backfired as I had every window we own wide open to get some air. I make a great housewife!

Before lunch I decided to get a few groceries in town. I usually go to Sobeys, but this time I felt like hitting up the Superstore. Now I know why I don't go there. I love their clothes and the fresh cut fruit and salads, but their grocery bags are the pits. They are super flimsy. I can barely get them from the cart to the car without dropping a few dozen things then when I get home I have to search all over the trunk for my groceries! Is there a need? The Sobeys ones are stronger and stay in place...these ones are awful. I pick up two bags and out go the Gingerbread men cookies I bought...now they all have no heads...lovely. Even the little one was annoyed as he normally drags a bag full of stuff to me to empty and this time by the time he made it to me there was nothing left in the bag!

Now it's naptime and after all this commotion I think i'm gonna take one too.

"I keep on fallin'....." - Alicia Keys

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Day Trip...

...so I read in the paper about these Turf Wars in Hdot. I thought this stuff only happened on TV...what's up with this? An innocent bystander is going to end up getting hurt because of all this. I mean, shooting someone at the Children's Hospital...not right at all. Go settle this stuff in a secluded area. No need to be out in very public places. We don't care what you guys are arguing over...deal with it and move on.

Now let's move on to the important stuff...my ladies trivia night tonight! I've made up a bunch of questions so I hope the ladies studied!! I'll post some of my cool questions on Friday. I'm going for a Day Trip to Hdot tomorrow to do some well needed shopping. I'm sure I'll have some road rage to discuss when I return. Stay tuned....

"All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go..." - Chantal Kreviazuk

Monday, November 17, 2008

Another year older...

...so today is my birthday! I'm officially 27 years old. So far it's been a great day. Woke up and got hugs and kisses from hubby and the little one...then out for lunch with Titthead, My Chatty Friend, Preggo#2, her daughter and Pants...supper will be brought to me by my mom and dad and then i'm going out tonight! Not a bad day, eh? This past weekend the Sitter threw a party for me and a few other people so that was fun. I, of course, was sober, but the rest sure weren't and it was nice to see everyone having a great time. I did, however, experience the worst non hungover nausea ever and spent most of yesterday in bed. I tell ya, this pregnancy is nothing like the last one.

"They say it's your birthday...We're gonna have a good time..." - The Beatles

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Front Page News...

...so I was reading the paper today and on the front page I read an article about a family of 5 who is having trouble buying tickets for the Olympic Games in 2010. Apparently the system only allows you to buy 4 tickets per VISA (and VISA ONLY) card for each event. This doesn't work for them as they're 5. The article continues on with more boo-hooing that this was their dream and that now they'll have to wait to try to buy more in January when another wave of tickets is available. They also note that this vacation was likely going to cost them about $20,000 and now it's ruined. Ok so here's what gets me about this article:

A) the title, which is : "Olympic Anguish"
I would hardly call this anguish. I mean, I get that they want to take their family, but it's not the end of the earth. Many people will not be able to go see the Olympics logistically and financially...many tried to get a spot on an Olympic Team and got cut, which I'd consider to be something of anguish...just cause they couldn't get more than 4 tickets doesn't qualify as anguish. Anguish, to me, would be when you stub your toe on the furniture, or you open a cupboard in your own face (which I admit to doing recently), or when you try to pull up the rug from your basement floor and you fall backwards and ram your knee in your chest breaking 2 of your own ribs and tearing some ligaments (this wasn't me, it was a colleague....but it is kinda funny to picture and I couldn't help telling you all about it HEHEHEH!!!!) Not getting what you what when you want it is not anguish...poor choice of words.

B) $20,000!!! What the??!!! Does someone else think this is super expensive???

AND

C) Why is this front page news??? There's a war in Iraq for no reason, the economy is in hard shape, there are tragedies and triumphant stories that could be told...this...none of those things.

So to make a statement, I did not continue reading the paper as I always "Judge a book by it's cover" and I frankly don't like this cover. Sadly, no one cares that I didn't finish the paper but me. :)

"I'm just second hand news..." - Fleetwood Mac

Monday, November 10, 2008

The year of the washed up Celebrity...

...so I was flicking through the channels yesterday and couldn't help but notice the never ending list of shows made by washed up Celebrities. Take a look at a list I started and this isn't all of them...

"Brooke Knows Best" -Brooke, Hulk Hogan's Daughter
"Hogan Knows Best"- Hulk Hogan and his Family
"Coolio's Rules" - Coolio the rapper that has been nowhere to been seen in years
"Flavor of Love" - Flavor Flav, the rapper that wears a stupid clock around his neck and was looking for love.
"Flavor of Love 2" - I'm not joking. It didn't work out with the first girl so he did another show.
"Celebrity Rehab" - A whack of the real messed up ones wanting help cause they're in a mess
"Celebrity Rehab 2" - You guessed it, more messed up celebrities needing help to get back to the real world.
"Luke's Parental Advisory" - Another Rapper that I've never heard of cause he was done years before I came to life.
"Gene Simmons: Family Jewels" - Gotta admit, I like this one cause they're rather funny!
"The Two Corey's" - Corey Haim and Corey Feldman were two TV actors and now do nothing.
"Celebrity Fit Club" - The used to be smaller celebrities that now are not so small get help.
Salt and Pepa had one but I don't know the name - They broke up and they tried to get back together to sing again
"The Surreal Life" - This was the start of the washed up Celebrity Frenzy where a bunch of them lived together "Big Brother" style....since then many have moved on to the list above, as if this wasn't enough.

And to think, many people aspire to be a Celebrity...seems like fun to me.

"Cause we all just want to be big rockstars..." - Nickelback

What is?...

...so the little one is big into talking these days. He repeats everything you say, which Daddy found out when he was carrying the little one to the car and almost rolled his ankle and blurted out the f-word. The little one had a field day with that one in the car! F F F F is all he could say for about 5 minutes. It's real hard not to laugh, so we just cranked the music in the car. He also likes to watch TV with Dada and one of the shows he loves is Jeopardy. I know, a little odd, but at least there's no sex, scandals, murders or nearly naked people so I allow it. Anyways, every time the Daily Double is found the little one claps and says "YAY YAY!!"...it's rather cute. Last night, after a good few hours of being asleep I hear him talking. He was talking in his sleep and guess what he was saying? "Yay Jepaaaardyyyy!" He's not even two yet and he's dreaming about Jeopardy...gonna be a child genius...hehehe. Maybe I'll dress him up as Alex Trebec next year for Halloween.

The cravings have started. I'm big into the apples and chocolate milk again, no surprise, and now I'm adding grilled cheese to the list. YUM! My mouth is watering right now just thinking about it. I went up the line this weekend with some girlfriends and we ate at this restaurant. Despite the completely spacey waitress, the food was good...I, of course, had the grilled cheese. I know it's a little ridiculous to pay $3.00 for something you can make at home for like $0.50, but that's what my mouth wanted to eat so that's what I ordered. There was a pickle on my plate, but I could barely stomach the thought of eating that. I don't know where that craving comes from. The dry dill pickle on my plate wasn't even appetizing to the non preggo people at the table so I'm not sure how it's supposed to be to me.

I hear my dear friend Charlene is now 45...Happy Birthday! I wanted to do a little research on the number 45 and give you a whole list of cool things that are associated with that number, but I couldn't get past it's definition. Do you know what the definition of 45 is according to Wikipedia? hehehehe....here it is:

"45 (forty-five) is the natural number following 44 and followed by 46."

WOW...glad I looked that up...I feel so informed now. Learn something new everyday!

"Happy Birthday to you, You belong in a zoo, You look like a monkey and you act like one too! " - the Joke Version of Happy Birthday

Thursday, November 6, 2008

News...

...so you know you're a regular when the bakery owner makes things just for you! He made these yummy cookies today with walnuts, pecans, oatmeal, white chocolate and milk chocolate chips...ya I know...delicious! I also bought his Dutch Brown Bread. You'd be surprised to know that this bread is actually low fat. I know brown bread and low fat don't really go together, but I'm serious. I ran the numbers like I used to do on that point system diet and 2 slices are 1 point! One slice of regular white bread is 2 pts so for 2 slices you'd be looking at 4 pts...big difference. Anyways, it's yummy and good with butter in the am...remember that next time you're driving by.

In other news, I'm pregnant! Yes sir-ree...due at the end of June. It's been a rough go these last few weeks. I was told I was going to have a miscarriage a couple weeks ago and I found out yesterday that they made a mistake and I'm pregnant and the baby is progressing as normal. It has definitely been a rough last couple weeks, emotionally and mentally, but it's all worth it now...we're going to have another baby!

Funny how the minute you get pregnant, the symptoms begin. "Things" get larger, you need to pee all the time (which will only get worse), the nausea hits and your taste buds seem to go haywire. I know the last time I was big into watermelon, apples, ice cream with crushed oreo's, apple cider and chocolate milk....what an odd mix. You may think that this sounds very healthy and not too bad, but you should know that I gained 50 lbs and that doesn't come from eating apples! You see...the ice cream with oreo's faze lasted most of my pregnancy...not good. I'm going to try to stay away this time. OK now I'm laughing...seeing that I just had a cookie from the bakery...I think I've been in a "faze" for quite some time now! I'm gonna have to slack there too...boooooo.

"Baby Baby, in any kind of weather...I'm here for you always and forever..." - Amy Grant

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

The things adults say...

...so today I was thinking of all the childhood songs we used to sing. There's one that stands out and is kinda a staple in my family as it's sung at every family sing song or get together. It's called "Alouette".

The song lyrics are as follows:

"Alouette, gentille Alouette
Alouette, je te plumerai
Je te plumerai la tete (every verse you'd change this part to le bec, le dos, les ailes, etc...)
Je te plumerai la tete
Et la Tete
Alouette
OHHHHH.... " (And you start over)

So this is normally a fun song to sing as you keep naming parts and singing along. Now here's what's disturbing...the English Translation. An "Alouette" in English is a "Skylark" which is a small bird. Now let's sing this in English:

"Skylark, nice skylark
Skylark, I shall pluck you
I shall pluck your head
I shall pluck your head
And your head
Skylark

OHHHHHH..."

Can you imagine...all these years we've been singing this cute french song at home, at school, at family gatherings and here we are singing about de-feathering a bird! What kind of people are we? So now I'm wondering who else caught on that we have been singing about torchering a bird...to my surprise, Wikipedia has a listing for it! I can hardly believe it. Here's what it says:

""Alouette" is a popular Canadian[1] children's song about plucking the feathers off a skylark, a small bird." - Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alouette_(song))

Unreal...I wonder what else we sing that we don't know what on earth we're singing about?

Monday, November 3, 2008

Unexpected Trip...

...so my dad, the Oceanographer, had a Heart Attack on October 24. He and my mom were traveling via Sailboat to the Bahamas and they were stopped at a Marina in Maryland when this happened. He ended up being flown to a world-class Cardiac Hospital in Washington, DC. Me, my aunt and my uncle left by car and drove to go see them asap. My dad was unable to fly home so we all traveled back home together in the car. We had to take our time so we took about 3 days to get back.

It was an interesting trip. I had never been to Washington DC so I had high expectations...you know, the White house being there and all. Didn't really meet any of my expectations...looked like any normal city around here. One thing though, they all had very southern accents. I was amazed at the way they spoke...felt like I was in Georgia or something. On the Monday morning, we went to have some breakfast in the hospital cafeteria and I was in awe of what they were serving. Here we were, the best Cardiac Hospital in the country and they basically were serving Heart Attack on a plate! I kid you not. Most people went for the Cream of Pork/pork fat served over a very shinny and greasy butter biscuit with a side of meatloaf...yummy...NOT! I was gagging. I looked like an idiot looking around for a boiled egg and toast...no one ate that. It was unreal. The lady sitting beside us was eating her lovely heaping plateful of the morning special and half way through her plate she stood up, jumped around, rubbed her belly and sat back down in order to make more room in her stomach for the rest! Just plain crazy, if you asked me.

Another thing I found real interesting was the stands with these plastic bags by every door. It kinda looked like the small plastic bag holders by the fruits and veggies at the grocery store...just longer. I didn't understand what people would need these bags for so I went and took one. I laughed...it's a "Wet Umbrella Bag". Yup...people come in and put their umbrella's in these bags in order not to drip all over the hospital. It's a great idea, but what puzzles me is that it doesn't rain that much in Washington. The whole time I was there I didn't see one person with an umbrella...seems kinda odd to have the bags/bag holders all over the place...needless to say I have two in my purse...couldn't leave them there! hehehe

When I finally made it back home, after being away for almost a week, I went get the little one from Daycare. He just loves Daycare and especially the outdoor time which always happens from 4:10 till whenever the parents show up. I have to fight with him to leave cause he's having so much fun. Well, I walked in and they were just getting ready to go outside. The little one was sitting on the bench, waiting for the teacher to tell him to line up before going outside. He took one look at me and started yelling "MAMA!! MAMA!!" He jumped off the bench and ran towards me and just before I could reach to pick him up he stopped snug, yelled "UH OH...OH NO!!" and bolted the other way. He was excited to see me, but it must have dawned on him that I'd be taking him home before he'd get a chance to play that he panicked and ran away. Too cute. I had to run around to get him, but eventually he gave me a kiss and we drove home.

We relaxed all weekend and now it's back to work. The Oceanographer is feeling great and it's nice to have them home. Hopefully things will be back to normal this week!

"Fish don't fry in the kitchen...beans don't burn on the grill..." - "The Jefferson's Theme Song