2. I can't sign in using the proboards app for some reason. It says either my password is wrong, which it isn't and I even changed it or an administrator blocked me which makes no sense either as I am currently posting.
3. Wawa's vanilla chai tea sucks.
4. I have no idea how people are staying up so late to watch the Olympic coverage, I tried last night and passed out at 10:30.
5. I have a girl date with laurens on Thursday!
I am super excited for our girl date!
I'm getting really annoyed with the media telling us what happens at the Olympics before it airs. I'd rather not already know who has won when I watch the races.
I'm getting my hair cut on Thursday and I can't decide what to do with it. I want to grow it longer but it's driving me nuts since it's been so hot here. I usually end up putting it in a ponytail most days.
I get really excited when I go to a store that has all their school supplies out! I'm obsessed with having the perfect pen. Especially different color pens! I wish I was a teacher so I could shop for all that fun stuff. lol
So, last night H made a nice gf veggie lasagna for his meal, and it had dairy and tomato, two no-nos for me. However, I thought, I'll just have a small bite.
It was a mouse bite.
Cut to bedtime, and I'll reeling to the right. Literally walking sideways as my inner ears are swelling and the back of my throat. I felt drunk.
I seriously hate allergies to the point of wanting to jump off a cliff. It's hell on Earth.
1. My H did an interview with a design blog that went live yesterday. One of the questions was "What tools can you not live without?", meaning photoshop or art tools. My H answers "Weed." Cut to last night, he gets a phone call with a job offer because of his outstanding online presence. I picked the wrong fucking job.
2. It looks like daycare will cost more than our mortgage.
3. I'm already getting weepy about Oliver turning 1 next month. I really don't know where these last 11 months went.
1. I'm getting a little, I don't know, bored? inconvenienced? of BIL's baby updates. It's all very exciting, sure, but not to the point of dropping everything we're doing at any time of day or night to get on skype and marvel.
2. I'd rather eat the computer than admit the above, though it's becoming obvious to me H is starting to feel it too.
3. Confession 2 is a relief as I was worried he'd get even more broody and I can't take that while MIL is at ours and in full grandmother mode.
4. H and MIL are painting our living room while I'm at work and I'm REALLY happy to be dodging that.
Now that I can get a bow in Joji's hair (that's my NN for her, btw, shuddup), I have been putting one in every day. H hates it. He thinks it looks trashy. It's not a freaking flower the size of her head, man! It's a tasteful little bow. ugh. I will continue to put bows in her hair, and he will just have to deal.
Cute nickname!
We have a friend who has a kajillion pictures of their baby with those giant flower headbands, giant feather pouffe bands etc. and they look ridiculous. Sometimes it looks like the kid can barely hold her head up!
Get yourself a body pillow to snuggle with and keep between your knees. It helps.
are those curved pregnancy pillows worth it? Or just a standard body pillow?
Butting in- I couldn't live without my boppy body pillow. But I also needed a pillow behind my back and another small one in between my feet. H took a picture of it the one night because it looked so ridiculous. Pregnancy is not a comfortable time... Hope you find something that works!
Get yourself a body pillow to snuggle with and keep between your knees. It helps.
are those curved pregnancy pillows worth it? Or just a standard body pillow?
I bought the Boppy Cuddle pillow and it's great. I've just gotten to the point where it really helps to have it curve under my belly when I lay on my side but still is long enough to rest between my knees.
my weekend included: spending a night unexpectedly in a camper parked in a driveway, a ride (with my children) in a state highway patrol car, and my son telling a different police officer that our van is not a transformer.
Please to create a new post describing these events in detail. Yes?
1) I'm having lunch with Jermys today! I get to meet her cute little people!
2) I forgot my makeup bag, so I will be scaring said cute little people.
3) FMIL has been an absolute dream with regards to wedding planning. She is probably more excited than I am. Which makes it all the more difficult that I have to put my foot down about something she just mentioned Sunday:
"And these are the list of names I'm only inviting to the ceremony..."
Sunday, as I was making breakfast, I was taking in the view of the golf course behind my house. Our brand new 16 foot glass sliders have given us the ability to see so much more.
That includes seeing a golfer walking off the 8th green, tuck just a little behind a bush in front of the 9th professional tee and take a pee.
I am so thankful (envision the barf emoticon here)
THe creamer confessions are what got me. Really? A tablespoon of HFCS is confession worthy. "ooooooh it doesn't fit into how we eat at all. I just can't give it up." Give me a break. I get avoiding that junk but creamer would not be something I would even consider confession worthy as consumption is so small.
The H&F confessions waver from "I ate a roll of Mentos! I'm so BAD!" on one end of the I-count-the-calories-in-toothpaste spectrum, to "My husband has to hide food from me because otherwise I will eat all of it" bingeing on the other. It's a little scary. There are very few confessions I'd view as normal. Eating five to six pieces of pizza and still being hungry doesn't strike me as normal eating.
The mentality most of them have regarding food and eating is truly frightening.
Post by hisno1girl on Jul 31, 2012 10:21:06 GMT -5
1. This Friday we will have 4 out of 5 of our grandchildren together for the first time ever! I'm so excited to see the children play together
2. Last night I noticed that I started doing that thing where I look over the top of my glassess to read stuff that I'm holding up close but I have to look through my glasses to see stuff that's far away. Next step: Bifocals. Fuck.
3. We haven't had sex in almost a week and I'm ready to burst. Once DH's chemo starts, we have to use condoms and we're trying to get in as many sexfests as possible before chemo starts. Sorry. TMI?