So after talking with several of my coworkers and friends, I have decided that at least once a month I need to spend some time recording some moments with my kids. Gabe is now 5 and Claire is almost 2 1/2. Wow how time flies! I started writing some special moments down in a notebook-which I have since lost, and I can't really lose a web page, so here goes...
Gabe
-The first story, that makes me laugh every time, is not so flattering of my parenting skills, but it's too funny not to share. I was sitting in our basement, pregnant with Claire, and Gabe (2 1/2) was lining up his cars, minding his own business. So, I decided to catch up on some shows recorded on the DVR. I was about 15min into the show and I notice Gabe watching the TV with me. I instantly turned the channel and he says, "Hey! Turn that back, I want to see that girl take her clothes off!"
-OK, now for a parenting triumph! Gabe was just over 2 and I made him a sandwich for lunch and he could have some whoppers for dessert. He pushed his sandwich away and pulled the whoppers close because he wanted to eat them first. I told him that he needed to eat his lunch first and then he could eat the whoppers. He was mad about that and looked at me and pulled a whopper out of the bowl and it was on its way to his mouth when I threatened a timeout in his room (the worst kind). He held the whopper in his little hand for about 10seconds while he thought about what I had said. Finally, he conceded and put the whopper down and pushed the bowl away and grabbed his lunch and started eating. Fireworks were going off inside of me-because I was so joyful, not because I felt like I was being burned from the inside out. Consistency DOES pay off!
-I also wanted to document that Gabe wanted to marry me when he was 3 and 4. So sweet. Now that he is 5, he realizes that I am already married and he has moved on to his best friend's sister, Averie. We were over at their house for dinner and when we got home, her mom text me and told me that Averie and Gabe had kissed. Averie admitted it and her brother Austin corroborated the story. So I asked Gabe about it and he immediately looked away and down at the floor and said, "I don't remember. I just don't remember mom." I told him he wasn't in trouble, but he still wouldn't come clean. He is the most stubborn kid I know!
-One more about my sweet little boy and then to my precious little girl. Now, Mister Gabe is VERY picky when it comes to his food choices. I got a call one day from his school and they were reporting that he threw up during snack time. I was immediately ready to come and get him, but his teacher said she didn't think I needed to. She said he ate a tater tot and his face got all red and he tried to swallow it, but instead his lunch came up. He rarely tries anything new, but when he does we make a big deal about it. He recently decided to try pepperoni pizza and surprise...he liked it! We practically started a party in celebration! So anyway, if you offer him a tater tot, he will say, "no, I am allergic to them. I will throw up and that means I am allergic."
Claire
-My little sweetie has been having conversations with us since she was 18months old. She has always been very verbal and sounds so grown up. Some of her word choices make me giggle because they come out of such a tiny person.
- I will ask her how she slept and she will say, "I had a great nap."
-When I come home from work she will tell me, "I missed you so much.
-She asked me for a snack and I offered fruit snacks and she said, "that'd be great." Then about 3seconds later she said, "actually...(as she takes her finger and taps it on her cheek like she is thinking really hard about the snack choice) I'll have some apple sauce."
-After several kisses before bedtime, she held up her hand (like talk to the hand) and said, "Awright mom, that's enough. Now wet me get some sweep."
-She is always singing. Every night before bed, she needs me to sing both versions of row row row your boat and twinkle twinkle (my favorite line she sings is, up a ba ba world so high). Anytime she is sitting on the toilet doing her big job, she sings. Last night she mashed spiderman, santa clause is coming to town and up on the house top. "Spiderman, is coming to town and up on the house top." She sounds like the little girl from Monsters Inc. when she is in the bathroom singing. So cute! Gotta get that on video!
-Our little Claire is such a mommy. I packed her rolling backpack to go somewhere and I stuffed her baby doll in the top and when she dragged it over a bump the baby cried. She set everything down, unzipped her backpack, grabbed her baby and slowly rocked it back and forth while whispering that it was ok and shushing. This particular baby also laughs and giggles...kind of an every other deal. So when it laughs, she scowls and presses the button again to make it cry, then she rocks and shushes.
-One habit she has recently overcome was covering her babies up with wet washcloths. I think this started when she saw that the washcloths I used to clean her up after dinner were the perfect size to cover her baby. After I washed her, she would say, "this is for my baby." I would say I had to wash it off first, so I did and then gave it to her. From then on, she always wanted her baby covered up with a wet washcloth. Every night before she went to sleep and even if she woke up in the middle of the night. She was concerned that her baby's blanket wasn't washed. So, we would 'wash' it and she would lay it over the baby's face. So, if you came to our house you might see a bunch off dollies that looked as if they were on their way to the morgue. She could spend hours playing with her babies, putting them to bed, rocking them and singing.
Well, that's it for now. I'm sure I'll have tons of stories to come. Our kids are so amazing and I can't wait to share all the quirky, silly, funny, crazy things they do.
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Sunday, June 25, 2006
My first photo upload...
I was just fooling around last Saturday at work and got a few ultrasound photos printed off. When I took the pictures I was just over 15weeks, so now I am just over 16weeks. The baby is fully formed and has all of his/her parts. The rest of the baby's journey consists of growing and maturing all of those organs so they will function when he/she is born. And we are still sticking with our previous decision and are waiting to find out the sex of the baby until he/she is here.Sometimes it is hard to decipher ultrasound photos, but these are fairly clear. The first one is a profile shot- I hope I don't get yelled at when he/she is born for that- profiles are the worst right?! And the second one is looking down on the baby's head- the thing between it's legs is a hand- just to clarify that it is not a penis. Maybe we will have a little Michael Jackson dancer! Have a great day!
An EX-trordonary Wedding
I just wanted to let you all know how last weekends wedding went. A little recap...Logan was in a wedding last week and his ex-girlfriend is the groom's sister, so of course she was in the wedding party as well. I also want you to remember that I am just pregnant enough to make people wonder if I am just fat. However, I did go shopping and found a few outfits that made it blatantly clear that I was pregnant and not just fat. That made me feel better about the whole weekend because I thought I looked rather cute. So, that said I will share the evenings happenings.
It was a rainy Friday night...We went to the church and I met the groom's father and then ran off tp the restroom, as my bladder was being severely squished and I hadn't been to the bathroom in nearly an hour. Guess who is chatting it up with my husband when I return? You probably guessed it- the ex. No big deal- they haven't seen each other in awhile and were just saying hello. So the rehearsal goes well and we are off to the rehearsal dinner on a boat around Lake Minnetonka. What a fun idea except I couldn't get off the boat if I wanted to. This is a nice boat with two floors and about 10-12 tables. It comes time for dinner and guess who decides to plop her inappropriate ass at our table? You guessed it again. The entire rest of the night she was focused on having a conversation with Logan and continued to bring up events that they shared together as a couple. Making it abundantly clear that they had a relationship. Any time he got up to go get a beverage, she followed. The wedding party went up to get their gifts, and she had to stand next to Logan. How disrespectful!!! I don't know if she thought she would be a threat to me or what, but clearly he chose me to marry and have babies with. The bride and groom were upset with her when they saw that she decided to sit at our table- it wasn't just for dinner either- it was for the entire night! Someone must have said something to her later that night because the next day she avoided us like the plague.
I really thought I would feel more jealousy, but instead I felt disrespected and hurt because I thought we graduated high school and I couldn't believe that someone would go out of her way to make me feel uncomfortable. She was acting extremely juvenile and inappropriate. I was already a little uncomfortable because I didn't know anyone except Logan and the Bride and Groom. Well- hopefully I won't have to deal with her again. Even if I had a shitty time, Logan had fun with some of his college buddies and was happy to support a friend at his wedding.
It was a rainy Friday night...We went to the church and I met the groom's father and then ran off tp the restroom, as my bladder was being severely squished and I hadn't been to the bathroom in nearly an hour. Guess who is chatting it up with my husband when I return? You probably guessed it- the ex. No big deal- they haven't seen each other in awhile and were just saying hello. So the rehearsal goes well and we are off to the rehearsal dinner on a boat around Lake Minnetonka. What a fun idea except I couldn't get off the boat if I wanted to. This is a nice boat with two floors and about 10-12 tables. It comes time for dinner and guess who decides to plop her inappropriate ass at our table? You guessed it again. The entire rest of the night she was focused on having a conversation with Logan and continued to bring up events that they shared together as a couple. Making it abundantly clear that they had a relationship. Any time he got up to go get a beverage, she followed. The wedding party went up to get their gifts, and she had to stand next to Logan. How disrespectful!!! I don't know if she thought she would be a threat to me or what, but clearly he chose me to marry and have babies with. The bride and groom were upset with her when they saw that she decided to sit at our table- it wasn't just for dinner either- it was for the entire night! Someone must have said something to her later that night because the next day she avoided us like the plague.
I really thought I would feel more jealousy, but instead I felt disrespected and hurt because I thought we graduated high school and I couldn't believe that someone would go out of her way to make me feel uncomfortable. She was acting extremely juvenile and inappropriate. I was already a little uncomfortable because I didn't know anyone except Logan and the Bride and Groom. Well- hopefully I won't have to deal with her again. Even if I had a shitty time, Logan had fun with some of his college buddies and was happy to support a friend at his wedding.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Hello again!
I could start by saying that it has been a long time and that I have been too busy to write, but mostly I was just too lazy to come upstairs, sit at my computer, and think of something worth while to say. It still may not be worth while, but at least I have more energy these days. The last month and a half have been somewhat like this: Go to work, come home and lay on the couch with my best friend- Mr. Barf Bucket. This past week has been much better. I have been only sick for a couple hours in the evening instead of the entire afternoon and evening. So, things are looking up. I had another appointment last Thursday and I was able to listen to the baby's heartbeat. Our first appointment we were able to see it beat, but we didn't hear it, so it was exciting! Logan was unable to make this appointment because he was in MN for some training, but I called during the appt. and recorded the heartbeat on his voicemail. Now we can hear it anytime we want! I think hearing that sound come from my belly changed my perspective at work. I think I get more excited with the parents.
We had a neighborhood garage sale this weekend with close to 15 sales. Thursday night was for the neighborhood to do some shopping and Friday and Saturday we advertised so the rest of Ankeny could shop. Logan and I scored a stroller with big wheels- the kind you run with-for $25. We also bought a pack and play ($30) for traveling with the baby. Oh- and my mother-in-law found a baby butt wipe warmer for $5. We decided we are not above consignment items. That is probably where I will be finding most of my maternity clothes too. Things like the carseat, highchair, crib, and everyday stroller we will probably get new- just because we will be using those most often and for our other kids someday. Expanding our family will cost us loads of cash if you think about all the things we are going to need.
I was grocery shopping today and just stopped to price diapers. A pack of 48 will cost us almost $17.00. In the beginning we will be lucky if we only go through 10 diapers a day. 4-8 dirty diapers/day and 8-10 wet diapers/day. Hopefully the baby will kill two birds with one stone once in a while. We will probably end up spending $40.00-$60.00/week- just on diapers. Of course as the child gets older he/she will be voiding less, but that is one reason to start potty training at 2. This brings me to the comment that I hear a lot, "When my friends started having kids- we didn't see them near as much." Well- pricing out the cost of a baby it seems as though it is not because they were too busy, but because they didn't have the money. In conclusion- you must be rich to start a family and maintain the social life you have become accustom.
We had a neighborhood garage sale this weekend with close to 15 sales. Thursday night was for the neighborhood to do some shopping and Friday and Saturday we advertised so the rest of Ankeny could shop. Logan and I scored a stroller with big wheels- the kind you run with-for $25. We also bought a pack and play ($30) for traveling with the baby. Oh- and my mother-in-law found a baby butt wipe warmer for $5. We decided we are not above consignment items. That is probably where I will be finding most of my maternity clothes too. Things like the carseat, highchair, crib, and everyday stroller we will probably get new- just because we will be using those most often and for our other kids someday. Expanding our family will cost us loads of cash if you think about all the things we are going to need.
I was grocery shopping today and just stopped to price diapers. A pack of 48 will cost us almost $17.00. In the beginning we will be lucky if we only go through 10 diapers a day. 4-8 dirty diapers/day and 8-10 wet diapers/day. Hopefully the baby will kill two birds with one stone once in a while. We will probably end up spending $40.00-$60.00/week- just on diapers. Of course as the child gets older he/she will be voiding less, but that is one reason to start potty training at 2. This brings me to the comment that I hear a lot, "When my friends started having kids- we didn't see them near as much." Well- pricing out the cost of a baby it seems as though it is not because they were too busy, but because they didn't have the money. In conclusion- you must be rich to start a family and maintain the social life you have become accustom.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Solitaire Tournament
It is not too crazy tonight, so I decide to check for solitaire on the computer. I am so lucky! There is solitaire, free cell, and minesweeper; all of the classic computer games. I started playing solitaire and changed the options so it was scoring Vegas style and flipping every third card. This triggered a fond memory. It is the one where my four college roommates and I were all supposed to be writing a paper or doing some school related task and we would interrupt each other to have solitaire tournaments. We would all play 2 games and see who had the highest score at the end. It eventually got to 5 and 6 games before we would check each other's scores because it took more time. The things we did to put off doing our homework. I bet we would have gotten much more done if we weren't such procrastinators , but then we wouldn't have stories to tell about solitaire tourneys. I hope I never forget the silly things.
Friday, February 10, 2006
Workout Wednesdays
When I was in Junior High, we had a thing called 'Workout Wednesdays.' Basically we would take a break from whatever unit we were in, be it basketball, golf, swimming, or the ever favorite square dancing, to run circles in the gym or do some other accelerate-your-heart-rate exercise. This was my school's attempt at keeping its students fit. We also had to bring a note from our parents every month saying that we participated in activity at least three times a week- including Workout Wednesdays. Pretty lame back then, but actually a pretty good idea as now I see the Chunky Kids of America is a growing club.
Anyway- what got me on this topic is my current 'Workout Wednesdays.' Wednesdays have been a day that I have been able to make it to a workout class the most often due to my crappy work schedule. The teacher is really great in a few aspects- she kicks our ass every time, she plays great music, she has a lot of spunk, and clearly gets people to come back. Other things aren't so great...
Point A: She draws attention to you if you screw up. Sometimes I work out so hard that my brain sort of shuts down a little, sometimes I don't lift my feet high enough and I may trip, sometimes I miss hear her and I do the wrong step. Calm down and keep going- she doesn't have to point it out to everyone by saying, "Oops, let's try that again, you'll get it" as she turns around and looks directly at me, or "Let's try it again, so everyone (again as she turns around and looks at me) can move on." It's not just me, but so I turned the wrong way or I lifted a knee instead of doing a kick- RELAX or I will come up there and jam that microphone down your throat!
Point B: She is one of those instructors that is in her late 30's, early 40s, has had like three children and has this perfect little body that makes you want to throw up. Plus she has so much spunk- see what I did there...her spunk is both a positive and a negative. Her being so tiny isn't really that big of a problem, but I wanted to have three complaints and the next one drives me slightly insane.
Point C: Now, most instructors wear microphones. I have always thought that they were for the simple purpose of instructing the workout pupils on the next step and maybe giving a little shout of encouragement, but my Workout Wednesday instructor uses her microphone for her own fun-time sing-along. How can I stay focused if I keep hearing her shout, 'I'm still Jenny on the block!' (Yes, she is a white girl.)
Clearly, the things I am complaining about have not kept me from going to her class, but somebody should slip her a note to let her know how fantastically horrible her karaoke skills are!
Anyway- what got me on this topic is my current 'Workout Wednesdays.' Wednesdays have been a day that I have been able to make it to a workout class the most often due to my crappy work schedule. The teacher is really great in a few aspects- she kicks our ass every time, she plays great music, she has a lot of spunk, and clearly gets people to come back. Other things aren't so great...
Point A: She draws attention to you if you screw up. Sometimes I work out so hard that my brain sort of shuts down a little, sometimes I don't lift my feet high enough and I may trip, sometimes I miss hear her and I do the wrong step. Calm down and keep going- she doesn't have to point it out to everyone by saying, "Oops, let's try that again, you'll get it" as she turns around and looks directly at me, or "Let's try it again, so everyone (again as she turns around and looks at me) can move on." It's not just me, but so I turned the wrong way or I lifted a knee instead of doing a kick- RELAX or I will come up there and jam that microphone down your throat!
Point B: She is one of those instructors that is in her late 30's, early 40s, has had like three children and has this perfect little body that makes you want to throw up. Plus she has so much spunk- see what I did there...her spunk is both a positive and a negative. Her being so tiny isn't really that big of a problem, but I wanted to have three complaints and the next one drives me slightly insane.
Point C: Now, most instructors wear microphones. I have always thought that they were for the simple purpose of instructing the workout pupils on the next step and maybe giving a little shout of encouragement, but my Workout Wednesday instructor uses her microphone for her own fun-time sing-along. How can I stay focused if I keep hearing her shout, 'I'm still Jenny on the block!' (Yes, she is a white girl.)
Clearly, the things I am complaining about have not kept me from going to her class, but somebody should slip her a note to let her know how fantastically horrible her karaoke skills are!
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Little trip to paradise
We had an eventful week in Florida.
Day one: We woke up at 4:00 to drive 3 hours to Kansas City to catch a 2.5 hour flight to Houston and then to 'Home Alone' run to our next 2.5 hour flight to Tampa. Talk about a sucky day of traveling! When we finally got there, we went out to eat at a Japanese Steakhouse, which was fun, but we were trying to tell the 'I barely speak English' waitress that we wanted to do Sake Bombs. She kept saying she knew what we meant, but she clearly didn't because she brought us four tall carafs of sake and four beers to pour in eight fancy beers glasses(the kind that kind of look like wine glasses). Anyway- that was a flop, but we ended up going to my old hang out, 'Raccoons' Molly and her boyfriend came with us to dinner and to the bar. It was a good start to a fabulous week.
Day two: Monday, We headed down to Cape Coral for the remainder of the week. We got ourselves organized and bought groceries for the week. We sat around in the hot tub and had a few drinks.
Day three: Tuesday, we went golfing and lost almost every ball we had. I got golf clubs for Christmas and was really excited to try them out. I think I did pretty well since I hadn't swung a club in over two years. We were planning another day of golfing, but decided to skip it. This was our night to go to the, all you can eat sushi buffet. What a truly fabulous meal!
Day four: Wednesday, we headed down to Fort Meyers Beach. Logan and I went parisailing- what a blast! We have a bunch of pictures- speaking of pictures- I am at work so I will upload some pics of this vacation later. All day in the sun made us sleepy, so we went back to the house for some, everyone's favorite college meal, mostaccoli, and a few beverages while sitting in the hot tub.
Day five: Thursday, we went fishing. We (well actually I) caught a 5 lb red fish. It was really fun to catch that crazy fish. We went home and cooked ourselves a fantastic seafood meal complete with the blue crabs we had caught in the trap throughout the week. We had nine crab, 5lbs of red fish and 4lbs of shrimp. Tasty!
Day six: Friday, it was storming, so we just sat around playing games and preparing for an afternoon of the 'century club.' Now we had been drinking the entire week to bring our alcohol tolerances up, so we were ready for such a challenge. Steph and I made the entire power hour and stuck it out until the end of the century club, but I think we missed about 10 shots or so. We all kept our beer down and still had time to sober up before we went to bed- to minimize our hangover of course. We were all acting as if we were 21 again. Such a fun game!
Day seven: Saturday was filled with game playing- because it was storming...Again- and it never rains in the winter in Florida. Anyway, so we cleaned the house and packed. Just a lazy afternoon before making the trip back to Tampa. We drove the two hours back to Brandon, where we met my sister and Cindy out for dinner. Logan, Steph and Nick all went back to my dad's house for a movie, while I hit a local bar to meet up with Molly for a post- Lightening game fest. We bowled on an arcade game- like golden tee. Anyway- it was fun and then I headed back to my dad's for a quick sleep before we had to leave for our flight.
Sunday- we flew home- well to Houston then to Kansas City and then a three hour drive home- just in time for the Super Bowl to start. Then my in-laws came over for the game and Subway. They had Gracie all week and she was so excited to see us. It was so cute- when Logan's parents were leaving, they called Gracie over to say goodbye. She looked so sad when she started toward them, but after they left, she was back to her old self because she realized she was going to get to stay home.
Well, that was my week in a large nutshell and I am really glad I wasn't working- we had 78 babies between Tuesday night and Friday night. CRAZY!!!
I think the moral to this vacation was that you are never too old to join the century club- even if you already belong!
Day one: We woke up at 4:00 to drive 3 hours to Kansas City to catch a 2.5 hour flight to Houston and then to 'Home Alone' run to our next 2.5 hour flight to Tampa. Talk about a sucky day of traveling! When we finally got there, we went out to eat at a Japanese Steakhouse, which was fun, but we were trying to tell the 'I barely speak English' waitress that we wanted to do Sake Bombs. She kept saying she knew what we meant, but she clearly didn't because she brought us four tall carafs of sake and four beers to pour in eight fancy beers glasses(the kind that kind of look like wine glasses). Anyway- that was a flop, but we ended up going to my old hang out, 'Raccoons' Molly and her boyfriend came with us to dinner and to the bar. It was a good start to a fabulous week.
Day two: Monday, We headed down to Cape Coral for the remainder of the week. We got ourselves organized and bought groceries for the week. We sat around in the hot tub and had a few drinks.
Day three: Tuesday, we went golfing and lost almost every ball we had. I got golf clubs for Christmas and was really excited to try them out. I think I did pretty well since I hadn't swung a club in over two years. We were planning another day of golfing, but decided to skip it. This was our night to go to the, all you can eat sushi buffet. What a truly fabulous meal!
Day four: Wednesday, we headed down to Fort Meyers Beach. Logan and I went parisailing- what a blast! We have a bunch of pictures- speaking of pictures- I am at work so I will upload some pics of this vacation later. All day in the sun made us sleepy, so we went back to the house for some, everyone's favorite college meal, mostaccoli, and a few beverages while sitting in the hot tub.
Day five: Thursday, we went fishing. We (well actually I) caught a 5 lb red fish. It was really fun to catch that crazy fish. We went home and cooked ourselves a fantastic seafood meal complete with the blue crabs we had caught in the trap throughout the week. We had nine crab, 5lbs of red fish and 4lbs of shrimp. Tasty!
Day six: Friday, it was storming, so we just sat around playing games and preparing for an afternoon of the 'century club.' Now we had been drinking the entire week to bring our alcohol tolerances up, so we were ready for such a challenge. Steph and I made the entire power hour and stuck it out until the end of the century club, but I think we missed about 10 shots or so. We all kept our beer down and still had time to sober up before we went to bed- to minimize our hangover of course. We were all acting as if we were 21 again. Such a fun game!
Day seven: Saturday was filled with game playing- because it was storming...Again- and it never rains in the winter in Florida. Anyway, so we cleaned the house and packed. Just a lazy afternoon before making the trip back to Tampa. We drove the two hours back to Brandon, where we met my sister and Cindy out for dinner. Logan, Steph and Nick all went back to my dad's house for a movie, while I hit a local bar to meet up with Molly for a post- Lightening game fest. We bowled on an arcade game- like golden tee. Anyway- it was fun and then I headed back to my dad's for a quick sleep before we had to leave for our flight.
Sunday- we flew home- well to Houston then to Kansas City and then a three hour drive home- just in time for the Super Bowl to start. Then my in-laws came over for the game and Subway. They had Gracie all week and she was so excited to see us. It was so cute- when Logan's parents were leaving, they called Gracie over to say goodbye. She looked so sad when she started toward them, but after they left, she was back to her old self because she realized she was going to get to stay home.
Well, that was my week in a large nutshell and I am really glad I wasn't working- we had 78 babies between Tuesday night and Friday night. CRAZY!!!
I think the moral to this vacation was that you are never too old to join the century club- even if you already belong!
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
No Biker Capris Either!
I totally agree with whoever believes people shouldn't wear biker shorts- I believe it started with Betsy. They look awful and you certainly can't hide anything- it only helps your flabby skin bulge! I also believe you shouldn't wear biker capris- especially grey ones. I envy the women that are always cute when they work out- clearly not me! However- I am so glad I am not one of those women that wear biker capris and show off my cellulite. The only rippling I want people to see are my crazy ass muscles (that I am in the process of getting). If you are my friends- please tell me if the clothes I wear become inappropriate. As we used to say- lock me in a closet and only give me water and bathroom breaks. I pray that I will be able to maintain my weight until I am a grandma- everybody likes a soft grandma.
I'm back
Clearly it is about time I start writing again.
What's new with me?
*Things have been so crazy lately. I am glad to report that my radiation treatment is finally over. The ugly scar that the dermatologist left after removing my collection of crappy cells is now bright red! Makeup is a wonderful thing though. It covers up all of the red, but you can still see the scar. Oh well- just a battle scar from life.
*I am going for my second laser treatment this week. And for those of you who were wondering about price- My friend Steph and I bought a 'buy one half off and get the second free' deal. We each paid $275. I guess it seems like a lot of money at one time, but think about all of the razors and shaving cream you wouldn't have to buy, plus all the pain you save yourself. I think it will be worth it.
*We are leaving for Florida this Sunday. I am very excited for a little vacation. We are headed to my uncles home on the canal in Cape Coral. We have a full week of relaxation planned. We found our charger for our camera so hopefully I will be able to download some pics after the trip. I have not done any preparation tanning though- I am a little nervous that I didn't, but every time I think about going- a little voice reminds me of my run in with cancer. I think I choose life over sun!
*I finally found my kitchen table! I found it at a place called K's merchandise. It feels sort of like a marshals or TJ Max. The table is really nice, but the first one we brought home had a big chip in it and one of the chairs was chipped as well. So, we packed it up and took it back. The second table we brought home was two different colors. By this time I was getting pissed- I called and talked to the manager and requested that my next table be delivered for the inconvenience- a reasonable request. It turns out- this place is so cheap- it doesn't have delivery! I took back the second table and made them open the third one in the store. It was fine, so we brought it home and set it up. It looks really nice- I am glad to have a matching kitchen table now.
*Work is going well. I don't really have any amazing stories, but ladies...There is a disease that I have been running into quite frequently lately. It is called SPS. 'Stinky P****Y Syndrome' Maybe women of Des Moines are hibernating and not showering as often as recommended, but please remember this syndrome when you are pregnant or at your annual exam. You do not want to be known as the girl with SPS.
*We are sill planning to have a small function at our house the first weekend in March. My schedule isn't our for March, so as soon as it is for sure- I will let you all know. I am pretty sure I will have that weekend off, so please save the date.
*Not that you know any of my co-workers, but we just had our Christmas Party last Saturday and it was not what I expected. We were planning on staying for about and hour or so- figuring it would be boring. We ended up staying at one of our Doctor's houses until 12:30 before heading to a gay bar downtown with another Doctor and his wife. Everyone was so drunk! We had fun and are looking forward to it next year. It is weird how different people are outside of work.
I hope to continue writing... I will try a little harder!!
What's new with me?
*Things have been so crazy lately. I am glad to report that my radiation treatment is finally over. The ugly scar that the dermatologist left after removing my collection of crappy cells is now bright red! Makeup is a wonderful thing though. It covers up all of the red, but you can still see the scar. Oh well- just a battle scar from life.
*I am going for my second laser treatment this week. And for those of you who were wondering about price- My friend Steph and I bought a 'buy one half off and get the second free' deal. We each paid $275. I guess it seems like a lot of money at one time, but think about all of the razors and shaving cream you wouldn't have to buy, plus all the pain you save yourself. I think it will be worth it.
*We are leaving for Florida this Sunday. I am very excited for a little vacation. We are headed to my uncles home on the canal in Cape Coral. We have a full week of relaxation planned. We found our charger for our camera so hopefully I will be able to download some pics after the trip. I have not done any preparation tanning though- I am a little nervous that I didn't, but every time I think about going- a little voice reminds me of my run in with cancer. I think I choose life over sun!
*I finally found my kitchen table! I found it at a place called K's merchandise. It feels sort of like a marshals or TJ Max. The table is really nice, but the first one we brought home had a big chip in it and one of the chairs was chipped as well. So, we packed it up and took it back. The second table we brought home was two different colors. By this time I was getting pissed- I called and talked to the manager and requested that my next table be delivered for the inconvenience- a reasonable request. It turns out- this place is so cheap- it doesn't have delivery! I took back the second table and made them open the third one in the store. It was fine, so we brought it home and set it up. It looks really nice- I am glad to have a matching kitchen table now.
*Work is going well. I don't really have any amazing stories, but ladies...There is a disease that I have been running into quite frequently lately. It is called SPS. 'Stinky P****Y Syndrome' Maybe women of Des Moines are hibernating and not showering as often as recommended, but please remember this syndrome when you are pregnant or at your annual exam. You do not want to be known as the girl with SPS.
*We are sill planning to have a small function at our house the first weekend in March. My schedule isn't our for March, so as soon as it is for sure- I will let you all know. I am pretty sure I will have that weekend off, so please save the date.
*Not that you know any of my co-workers, but we just had our Christmas Party last Saturday and it was not what I expected. We were planning on staying for about and hour or so- figuring it would be boring. We ended up staying at one of our Doctor's houses until 12:30 before heading to a gay bar downtown with another Doctor and his wife. Everyone was so drunk! We had fun and are looking forward to it next year. It is weird how different people are outside of work.
I hope to continue writing... I will try a little harder!!
Thursday, December 08, 2005
What Betsy used to call Torii Cont...Cont...
Okay, so I finally got it done! The lady that did it was really nice and very professional about the procedure. It really wasn't that bad. The worst part was the ice. You think it's bad when you have cold hands or feet-Why don't you throw a couple ice packs on your 'special purpose' and describe for me the vast difference. Anyway- the fact that you can't feel your most sensitive bare skin makes it much less painful. It just felt like little rubberbands snapping- and it only felt like that when your frozen skin thawed. The most awkward part was the back, but it was quick and pretty painless. Anyway- I can't tell a whole lot of difference yet, but my next appointment is in late January. I will have a total of 6 treatments before I am done and I will never have to shave again!
Monday, December 05, 2005
Thanksgiving at our house
I know this is a late entry, but I wanted everyone to know how my first big event went. We had nearly twenty people over for Thanksgiving! What a crazy day. First off- Logan and I were recuperating from the week of the tornadoes and funeral- we got minimal sleep that week-and trying to get our upstairs livable. Plus, I was working odd hours.
My dad, Cindy, and Kelly were planning to come for the holiday, so we were preparing their rooms and getting things set (like filling the fridge, washing sheets, cleaning bathrooms, painting, decorating ect.) So, my dad calls THE DAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING- and says he won't be able to make it. You see- he was going to fly his plane up here and didn't take into consideration the weather in late November in Iowa. He also said something about some gauge not working correctly- who knows if that was the truth. I should know better than to get my hopes up for something my dad promises me.
Anyway-moving on...so we had Logan's mom's entire family over and Gracie loved the attention, but Cloe was not so thrilled with the company. She was hissing and swatting at people(doesn't she know she doesn't have any claws?) We had your traditional Thanksgiving meal with a few unique dishes like scalloped corn with and without oysters. After dinner we played spoons- I am surprised my house still has chandeliers and windows- well anything glass really. They are a crazy bunch. Gracie was forced outside to go to the bathroom- she didn't want to leave the house because there were so many treats she had yet to sneak from her new found buddies. She found the turkey carcasses Logan's mom was taking home to their dog. Needless to say- she ate the equivalent of one small turkey. Half way through the intense game of spoons- she puked all of it up. Later we fed her dinner and she threw that up as well. Sometime during the night she threw up again- this time she threw up small chunks of turkey bone. We just let her tummy rest and she is fine now-Thank God. We were quite worried about her, but not worried enough to take her to the vet obviously. So, in the end- I wouldn't mind if Thanksgiving at our house became a tradition. I love to entertain!
My dad, Cindy, and Kelly were planning to come for the holiday, so we were preparing their rooms and getting things set (like filling the fridge, washing sheets, cleaning bathrooms, painting, decorating ect.) So, my dad calls THE DAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING- and says he won't be able to make it. You see- he was going to fly his plane up here and didn't take into consideration the weather in late November in Iowa. He also said something about some gauge not working correctly- who knows if that was the truth. I should know better than to get my hopes up for something my dad promises me.
Anyway-moving on...so we had Logan's mom's entire family over and Gracie loved the attention, but Cloe was not so thrilled with the company. She was hissing and swatting at people(doesn't she know she doesn't have any claws?) We had your traditional Thanksgiving meal with a few unique dishes like scalloped corn with and without oysters. After dinner we played spoons- I am surprised my house still has chandeliers and windows- well anything glass really. They are a crazy bunch. Gracie was forced outside to go to the bathroom- she didn't want to leave the house because there were so many treats she had yet to sneak from her new found buddies. She found the turkey carcasses Logan's mom was taking home to their dog. Needless to say- she ate the equivalent of one small turkey. Half way through the intense game of spoons- she puked all of it up. Later we fed her dinner and she threw that up as well. Sometime during the night she threw up again- this time she threw up small chunks of turkey bone. We just let her tummy rest and she is fine now-Thank God. We were quite worried about her, but not worried enough to take her to the vet obviously. So, in the end- I wouldn't mind if Thanksgiving at our house became a tradition. I love to entertain!
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Keep us in your prayers
If you haven't heard, there were F3 tornadoes in Iowa. We suffered a devastating loss on Saturday. Logan's 84 year old grandmother was killed when part of her roof collapsed on top of her. His Aunt and Uncle were also in the house at the time the tornado hit, but Ron walked away and Nancy had a few gashes and a dislocated hip. For more footage on the tragedy, search 'channel 13, Iowa' on google and click on WHO-TV, Central Iowa's NBC affiliate. Then click on 'November Tornadoes- the morning after.' That will take you to who-tv and show you live footage of Stratford, IA. You will see ranch style homes and three of them are without roofs and the home that is completely gone is Lucille Runyan's. The house to her right is red.
We spent the entire day today trying to salvage what we could of her belongings. Bricks from her home were found across the corn field and two large trees found there way into her basement. Lights as well as the backstop from the softball field across the street were found in her back yard. We were able to find a few very important items, like her late husbands flag case from his funeral and many pictures as well as books from the 1920's. We are still looking for the Runyan Family Tree and hopefully someone will find it and return it to the family. Looking at the basement, it is hard to believe anybody got out of that mess alive. The only thing left standing were her front steps and bushes. Not even her basement cinder block wall sustained the wind.
The funeral will be held in Stratford, IA on Thursday. Please pray for our family and let the people you love know how much you love them. Life is precious!
We spent the entire day today trying to salvage what we could of her belongings. Bricks from her home were found across the corn field and two large trees found there way into her basement. Lights as well as the backstop from the softball field across the street were found in her back yard. We were able to find a few very important items, like her late husbands flag case from his funeral and many pictures as well as books from the 1920's. We are still looking for the Runyan Family Tree and hopefully someone will find it and return it to the family. Looking at the basement, it is hard to believe anybody got out of that mess alive. The only thing left standing were her front steps and bushes. Not even her basement cinder block wall sustained the wind.
The funeral will be held in Stratford, IA on Thursday. Please pray for our family and let the people you love know how much you love them. Life is precious!
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Tetris
Last night Logan and I had a Tetris marathon. When I say marathon I don't mean a couple games, I mean 3-4 hours. It brought back memories- and I am still good at it. I think Angela is still the highest ranking player. Logan was a little frustrated that he wasn't as good at the game as I am, but how many hours in college did we play that game. Not only were my eyes bleeding from watching the screen, but my hands and neck were cramping. I can remember a few times when Logan has mocked me for playing such a child's game, but after 3.5 hours I went to bed and he stayed up trying to improve his strategy. I still think that no matter how much he practices- I will still be able to kick his ass! So, the hours and hours we spent playing that game were not wasted! They were just preparing me for the day when I could stand on my coffee table and announce to our cat and dog that I am better at Tetris than Logan! What a triumphant moment for me. Thank you for helping me get to this point, I am truly grateful!
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Angela's Soul Mate
I have found a great match for Angela. He is an OB doctor, slightly old, but full of useless knowledge! He shared a little of that knowledge with me that may help certain people with mountain dew addictions. Just one can of mountain dew has 46 grams of sugar. Say you have one mountain dew each day for 10 days. That is 46 X 10 = 460 grams. 454 grams = 1 lb. So, if you drink one can of mountain dew every day- every 10 days you are drinking 1 lb. of sugar! You Diet Pepsi/Diet Coke drinkers are off the hook!
Update on the laser situation- the lady who does it at the clinic I chose, is making a career change, so she is only working twice a week until they find someone new. It is getting slightly irritating, but I'll just let you know how it goes when it happens.
Update on the laser situation- the lady who does it at the clinic I chose, is making a career change, so she is only working twice a week until they find someone new. It is getting slightly irritating, but I'll just let you know how it goes when it happens.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
What Betsy used to call Torii Cont...
So, you are all probably wondering how my appointment went on Thursday. Well, it didn't. They called and canceled because the Dr. was sick. I made an appointment for this Wednesday, so I will let you know how it goes.
On to other things... Last weekend we traveled to beautiful wedding. On the way home that night- around 10:00 or so, we encountered a couch on the interstate. By the way- we are driving our brand new Ford Fusion- just purchased 2 weeks prior to this incident, when we were faced with plowing a full sized sofa or taking out the car next to us. We chose the floral eye sore in front of us and it is now in 15,000 pieces. The worst part about it is eventhough it we didn't put the couch in the middle of the road to hit- we have to pay for our damages. It makes sense I guess because who else would pay for it, but it will affect our insurance eventhough it wasn't considered an 'accident' according to the police. Life sucks sometimes! The accident was very scarey though. We hit it going 75mph and ended up in the ditch- luckily we didn't cross the median, that would have been tragic. For those who think I was driving- I wasn't- I guess I am just bad luck!
On to other things... Last weekend we traveled to beautiful wedding. On the way home that night- around 10:00 or so, we encountered a couch on the interstate. By the way- we are driving our brand new Ford Fusion- just purchased 2 weeks prior to this incident, when we were faced with plowing a full sized sofa or taking out the car next to us. We chose the floral eye sore in front of us and it is now in 15,000 pieces. The worst part about it is eventhough it we didn't put the couch in the middle of the road to hit- we have to pay for our damages. It makes sense I guess because who else would pay for it, but it will affect our insurance eventhough it wasn't considered an 'accident' according to the police. Life sucks sometimes! The accident was very scarey though. We hit it going 75mph and ended up in the ditch- luckily we didn't cross the median, that would have been tragic. For those who think I was driving- I wasn't- I guess I am just bad luck!
Friday, October 21, 2005
What Betsy used to call Torii
OK, so I really had good intentions with this whole blog thing, but I am so busy sometimes and during my free time I want to sit on my ass and do nothing. Plus, I am having trouble with my computer and it keeps shutting off in the middle of whatever I am doing. It is really irritating!!!
So, I am really excited about next Thursday because I am getting a little laser done. I am sick and tired of shaving my (what Betsy used to call Torii). I started waxing right before our wedding and it was great! It lasted for at least two weeks and there was absolutely no irritation- except the minor pain while getting it done. But you have to let it grow out between waxes otherwise the wax won't adhere to the hair. Anyway- so I am getting it lasered! Logan and I have had a discussion about how much to do. Brazilian- Am I going to want everything gone when I am eighty? What about when I have kids- will my little girl comment on how much we look alike? If I choose to leave a little- they will leave a lot and will leave some in places where I want it gone. Such a dilemma, but I think I am going to opt for everything. It is simple and they take everything and I just won't let my little girl see my bottom half naked. Thanks for helping me make that decision- I will let you know how it goes!!!
So, I am really excited about next Thursday because I am getting a little laser done. I am sick and tired of shaving my (what Betsy used to call Torii). I started waxing right before our wedding and it was great! It lasted for at least two weeks and there was absolutely no irritation- except the minor pain while getting it done. But you have to let it grow out between waxes otherwise the wax won't adhere to the hair. Anyway- so I am getting it lasered! Logan and I have had a discussion about how much to do. Brazilian- Am I going to want everything gone when I am eighty? What about when I have kids- will my little girl comment on how much we look alike? If I choose to leave a little- they will leave a lot and will leave some in places where I want it gone. Such a dilemma, but I think I am going to opt for everything. It is simple and they take everything and I just won't let my little girl see my bottom half naked. Thanks for helping me make that decision- I will let you know how it goes!!!
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Becoming an Iowa Fan
This past weekend Logan and I went to Iowa City for the Iowa/Illinois game. We now have free parking for any game because my cousin lives across the street from the stadium- which saves us $20 each trip! My aunt and uncle have season tickets and they aren't able to go to any more games, so they offered us the tickets.
We will be going to the Iowa/Minnesota game in November- Liz and Corey- we'll see you there!!! Now- I am not sure who to cheer for at that game. I never had any direct affiliation with the University of Minnesota, but I did go to a state school and have lived in MN my entire life (except for a short time). However, I am now an Iowan and being a fan for Iowa is the equivalent of living in MN and being a fan for the Vikings, Twins, etc. Plus- I now have more Iowa apparel than I have ever had of MN. I think this might qualify me as a true Iowa fan. I would probably lose my free parking if I went to my cousin's house in anything but bright yellow and black, so I think I have made my decision. I am cheering for Iowa.
Another discovery I made this weekend is- being drunk and crazy is not my scene anymore. My cousin had a kegger- it was fun. We hung out with a few of his friends and my aunt and uncle. My uncle had much more fun than I did- he was so drunk and obnoxious. I know we have all been there. Not to pick on Liz, but she was the bitchiest drunk Freshmen and Sophomore year. After that she was fun to be drunk with! How about all of the drunken fights we have been in. I can remember one such fight about sharing the bathroom with Angela and Liz. While Liz and I were ganging up on Angela (way to stand up to us buddy!) poor Corey was standing in the background as uncomfortable as a guy at his wife's GYN appointment.
Anyway- back to the point of the story- we went to a bar that was packed with drunk people jumping around, making out, grinding on everyone, and just being stupid. What a fun place to people watch. There were definitely some interesting outfits as well. So, it was fun to watch people, but it was so crowded and sweaty. I really just wanted to be somewhere quieter and calmer to sit and talk with family and buddies. I bet I would enjoy that scene if it were Winona homecoming though. Such memories- the promise of getting up at the crack of dawn to start drinking, going to the parade tanked, stealing Kat's blanket, going out to breakfast, coming home for a quick nap before the game, grabbing a few drinks before the game, getting to the game in the second half because we woke up late or maybe we wouldn't go at all, going home for one more quick nap and some Little Ceasars, finally going out to Bullseye and Brother's for a crazy night of drinking, and then home for some more Little Ceasars! Then of course Scott would make sure we all got home okay- giving us the shirt off his back! Fun times in Winona!!
Anyway- just some reminiscing for those who are interested. It was a great weekend except for the driving- Looking forward to the IA/MN game!!! GO IOWA!!!
We will be going to the Iowa/Minnesota game in November- Liz and Corey- we'll see you there!!! Now- I am not sure who to cheer for at that game. I never had any direct affiliation with the University of Minnesota, but I did go to a state school and have lived in MN my entire life (except for a short time). However, I am now an Iowan and being a fan for Iowa is the equivalent of living in MN and being a fan for the Vikings, Twins, etc. Plus- I now have more Iowa apparel than I have ever had of MN. I think this might qualify me as a true Iowa fan. I would probably lose my free parking if I went to my cousin's house in anything but bright yellow and black, so I think I have made my decision. I am cheering for Iowa.
Another discovery I made this weekend is- being drunk and crazy is not my scene anymore. My cousin had a kegger- it was fun. We hung out with a few of his friends and my aunt and uncle. My uncle had much more fun than I did- he was so drunk and obnoxious. I know we have all been there. Not to pick on Liz, but she was the bitchiest drunk Freshmen and Sophomore year. After that she was fun to be drunk with! How about all of the drunken fights we have been in. I can remember one such fight about sharing the bathroom with Angela and Liz. While Liz and I were ganging up on Angela (way to stand up to us buddy!) poor Corey was standing in the background as uncomfortable as a guy at his wife's GYN appointment.
Anyway- back to the point of the story- we went to a bar that was packed with drunk people jumping around, making out, grinding on everyone, and just being stupid. What a fun place to people watch. There were definitely some interesting outfits as well. So, it was fun to watch people, but it was so crowded and sweaty. I really just wanted to be somewhere quieter and calmer to sit and talk with family and buddies. I bet I would enjoy that scene if it were Winona homecoming though. Such memories- the promise of getting up at the crack of dawn to start drinking, going to the parade tanked, stealing Kat's blanket, going out to breakfast, coming home for a quick nap before the game, grabbing a few drinks before the game, getting to the game in the second half because we woke up late or maybe we wouldn't go at all, going home for one more quick nap and some Little Ceasars, finally going out to Bullseye and Brother's for a crazy night of drinking, and then home for some more Little Ceasars! Then of course Scott would make sure we all got home okay- giving us the shirt off his back! Fun times in Winona!!
Anyway- just some reminiscing for those who are interested. It was a great weekend except for the driving- Looking forward to the IA/MN game!!! GO IOWA!!!
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Happy or Sad
Last night we went to a wedding- well actually two weddings. We went to the ceremony and the beginning of the reception for one and then left just in time to catch the meal at the second reception. We were very full, but we RSVP'd to both meals. We felt too bad missing them- they pay for them whether we eat them or not.
The whole time I was having mixed feelings about these weddings. On one hand I was really sad that I wasn't involved in some way. I was sad that I wasn't the bride. Being the bride was so much fun- everyone tells you how beautiful you are, how perfect everything looks, what a great job you did planning, etc. Now it is all over. That brings me to my next feeling.
I am so glad it's over!!! Our lives, pre-wedding, were consumed by planning- buying dresses, deciding on a cake, planning the rehearsal, picking out singers and arranging a rehearsal for them, picking out tuxes, finding reception sites, photographers, invitations, etc. Then, of course, after the wedding comes the dreaded thank yous! But all in all I am glad our wedding is over and we can just enjoy each other. We still have a lot on our plate- like landscaping, decorating, finishing our basement, etc. But those are things we can take our time doing- we are not on a strict schedule.
I am excited when our close friends start planning weddings. Not naming any names, Betsy, but count me in on the resource team!
The whole time I was having mixed feelings about these weddings. On one hand I was really sad that I wasn't involved in some way. I was sad that I wasn't the bride. Being the bride was so much fun- everyone tells you how beautiful you are, how perfect everything looks, what a great job you did planning, etc. Now it is all over. That brings me to my next feeling.
I am so glad it's over!!! Our lives, pre-wedding, were consumed by planning- buying dresses, deciding on a cake, planning the rehearsal, picking out singers and arranging a rehearsal for them, picking out tuxes, finding reception sites, photographers, invitations, etc. Then, of course, after the wedding comes the dreaded thank yous! But all in all I am glad our wedding is over and we can just enjoy each other. We still have a lot on our plate- like landscaping, decorating, finishing our basement, etc. But those are things we can take our time doing- we are not on a strict schedule.
I am excited when our close friends start planning weddings. Not naming any names, Betsy, but count me in on the resource team!
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Children making adult decisions
So, sorry it's been so long- I have been trying to get into the work groove. I know work is a risky subject, but speaking generally- not one labor has gone perfect! Doctors are jerks and don't come to their deliveries, so we, the nurses, end up delivering the baby and after hours and hours of laboring, all of these young ladies are having c-sections. It really makes me nervous for the big day when any of my buddies or I deliver.
I did have one young girl that was having her second baby at age 17. She needed to have a repeat c-section for this baby and the physicians were letting HER make the decision. She is a child!!! She has no concept of the consequences of her decision. She cannot possibly comprehend the severity of the risks. Obviously the "it will never happen to me" attitude didn't get her very far- as she is in the hospital for the second time giving birth. The biggest problem I see in this situation is the mom- she was telling me what a good mom her daughter was and how she was so happy that she was having another baby. What an idiot- that is completely encouraging her to have fifty babies that she is clearly unable to care/pay for, so people like you and me are paying her way. She needs to close her legs and graduate high school.
I wish she would have learned about birth control after the first baby. The saddest thing is that these children that she is bringing into this world have no consistency. They are from different fathers and who knows how involved they are. I know there are plenty of children that come from this type of family and have turned out great- I really hope that is the case with these kids- it just seems so unlikely. I am sure this isn't the last time I will be seeing this situation, so I will just have to mute my emotions and thoughts about it in the future.
I did have one young girl that was having her second baby at age 17. She needed to have a repeat c-section for this baby and the physicians were letting HER make the decision. She is a child!!! She has no concept of the consequences of her decision. She cannot possibly comprehend the severity of the risks. Obviously the "it will never happen to me" attitude didn't get her very far- as she is in the hospital for the second time giving birth. The biggest problem I see in this situation is the mom- she was telling me what a good mom her daughter was and how she was so happy that she was having another baby. What an idiot- that is completely encouraging her to have fifty babies that she is clearly unable to care/pay for, so people like you and me are paying her way. She needs to close her legs and graduate high school.
I wish she would have learned about birth control after the first baby. The saddest thing is that these children that she is bringing into this world have no consistency. They are from different fathers and who knows how involved they are. I know there are plenty of children that come from this type of family and have turned out great- I really hope that is the case with these kids- it just seems so unlikely. I am sure this isn't the last time I will be seeing this situation, so I will just have to mute my emotions and thoughts about it in the future.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Hold it in or not
Now that Logan and I are married he forts whenever and without regard for me. Of course when we were dating he squeezed his cheeks together and held it in- as we all did. I continued to do that after we were married, but I am tired of it.
The average male forts 14 times a day- about a 20 oz. pop bottle of air. Guess what- so does the average female. We are just more discrete about it. Well Logan and I were talking about it this weekend. There have been many times when I have been laying on his lap and he farted or we were snuggling and he farted, so I said that I wasn't going to hold it in anymore- If I had to fart, I was letting it out- gas is painful when you hold it in. So, not only did I let it out, I ever so nicely placed my butt on his leg and let one rip! I almost died laughing- one of the times I ended up crying because I was laughing so hard. Anyway- after I calmed down I was slightly embarrassed. I am now back to holding it in- most of the time.
I felt like Carrie on Sex in the City when she farted in Big's bed. That is one of my favorite episodes!!!
I think Liz and Betsy have heard one of mine- and I believe it was caught on tape!
The average male forts 14 times a day- about a 20 oz. pop bottle of air. Guess what- so does the average female. We are just more discrete about it. Well Logan and I were talking about it this weekend. There have been many times when I have been laying on his lap and he farted or we were snuggling and he farted, so I said that I wasn't going to hold it in anymore- If I had to fart, I was letting it out- gas is painful when you hold it in. So, not only did I let it out, I ever so nicely placed my butt on his leg and let one rip! I almost died laughing- one of the times I ended up crying because I was laughing so hard. Anyway- after I calmed down I was slightly embarrassed. I am now back to holding it in- most of the time.
I felt like Carrie on Sex in the City when she farted in Big's bed. That is one of my favorite episodes!!!
I think Liz and Betsy have heard one of mine- and I believe it was caught on tape!
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