What am I doing?

Well, I'm writing a weekend update while Rob studies and we get ready to eat the lasagna he's made for our dinner. Yes, it's 9:20pm on Sunday, but that doesn't mater. Harper will enjoy lasagna at any time in the evening.

Friday: We headed out for dinner at Outback for okay steaks (I've discovered that I enjoy Longhorn steakhouse a little better) and then proceeded to... well, I just don't remember what we did next. It was fairly unimportant I'm sure and somewhat uneventful.

Saturday: I woke up and headed into the office at 8:30am to tweak a design that my boss would sewing out over the weekend. It was a pain in the ass to get ready for sewing and of course, it was a rush order. I'm seriously starting to hate the general public by working in this shop.

Met my mom back back home where we grabbed Rob and headed out to Chesterfield Mall. Mom and I shopped while Rob went to see 3:10 to Yuma. (Look for a review on SMX, I'm sure...) I purchased a new purse, more MAC wipes and some more foundation. I also found some wonderful wonderful WONDERFUL pants at Old Navy that I will be purchasing many more pairs of. (Pregnancy + comfy pants = heaven) Met up with Rob, hit Applebees for lunch and then headed home. I took an impromptu nap while Rob did....something else. I have no idea. I dozed off in front of the laptop in bed. After my nap, I was looking to get out of the house so we headed out in search of new shoes for me which proved successful. ($8 pair of slip on cheap-o tennies at Payless and $7 pair of slip on shoes for Rob) I'm not wanting to spend a lot of money on shoes right now because everyone says that your feet change during pregnancy. We'll see. We headed to Lowe's to look for storage solutions and then hit Wal-Mart to purchase white onesies and iron on transfer paper. Headed home to get creative. Look for pictures of said onesies in the coming days. (No, really, I mean it....) Stayed up way too late watching Undeclared.

Sunday: Woke up late and headed to Costco for bulk food lovin'. Headed home where I took an impromptu nap (I'm getting good at these...) while Rob worked on... something else. Once again, I have no idea what. We then headed over to Mom's with some rubbermaid tubs as she's kind enough to let us store some of our crap at her place. Hit the grocery store for the remainder of the lasagna ingredients and came home.

Which brings us to now. The lasagna is resting on the stove, the rolls are in the oven getting all warm and yummy and I'm bringing this weekend update to a close. There's lasagna to be eaten and Undeclared to watch while eating it.

Yum.

Where's a cop when you need one?

This happened about a week ago:

Rob and I were on our way to Best Buy to pick up Flash Gordon so Rob can re-live his childhood years. The light turns green and I head on out. Someone from the intersection on the right, decides to make the turn regardless of my having the right of way and completely ignoring the fact that he was cutting me off.

I honk at him and make an ugly face and complain loudly with generous profanity to Rob...then I look in my review.

There's a cop coming up behind me at full speed with his lights and siren going. I pull over, wondering to myself when honking became illegal... then my mood completely changed.

He pulled over the guy who cut me off! Justice was served! Right before my very eyes!!!


Needless to say, while Flash Gordon made Rob's night...watching an idiot get pulled over because he cut me off, made mine.

I <3 Irony.

This is a football.
This is a football on clearance.
This is a Michael Vick football on clearance at Target.







In the pet supplies section.




Sorry for the blurry phone pics, but I was giggling at the time. I can't imagine why.

I'm Knit-tarded!

I'm at home today. I woke up with the room spinning. Thinking it was just how hungry I was, I stumbled my way to the kitchen (literally... I was holding the walls to stay upright) and had a yummy breakfast. It didn't help.

I may have an inner ear infection, and because I can't take much, I'm waiting on Rob to get home with the prescription that my doc called out for me.

I'm doing a little work from home, stressing of financial woes, and getting in a little knitting. I've started my knitting earlier this year in hopes of actually having a scarf for Rob by the time the weather turns colder. (Instead of the half of one that he's had in previous winters.) I've discovered that I'm knitarded. That is, I don't know how to make anything but scarves, really. I can do flat things, but that's about it. I'm going to devote the next few weeks to learning how to knit properly so I can fulfill my dream of being a stereotypical cartoon pregnant lady (or chicken, or cat, or whatever cartoon creature you watched while growing up.) Which means, I want to knit baby things.

We're looking to green up our lives a little once the baby is here. I've always been a hippie at heart, but now I have some one on board with making our lives and the way we live better for the future because we'll have the face of the future staring back at us. Rob and I are already committed to using gdiapers and cloth diapers as much as humanly possible. We're concentrating on getting/making wood toys for the little one as the wood is much more sustainable than plastic. We already use cloth napkins, and are trying to cut down on our paper towel and paper plate usage.

The thought of becoming a parent makes time passing mean something. I'm not trying to say that it doesn't before, but from the moment of conception, you're looking at a lifetime of milestones. 12 wk, 16wk, 20wk, 40wk.... 1st trimester, 2nd trimester, 3rd trimester, due date, first sound, first smile, first giggle, first word, first steps.... there are many touchstones that you can measure time with when you add another person to your family. For us, it also means we're paying attention to how we treat each other and the world around us. I don't want our child to have the asthma problems I've had. Solution #1 for this is to get the eff outta MO. Seriously. This is the worst place to live if you have allergies and breathing problems. (Okay, not the VERY worst, but we're in the top ten.) Solution #2 - treat our environment better. Solution #3 - Pray that genetics don't get the best of the little guy/gal.

I'm rambling at this point, and I'm fully aware of that. But that's what you're here for right?


Right?


Guys? Still there???



















Damn.

For the love of God...

Please... those of you who will have families some day.

Never name your child after a type of wood. I just typed (yes, to get ready for embroidery) the name: Mahogany.

Betsy Ross, I ain't!

Just got into work this morning and had to hand-sew some patches on a couple of hats. Fun stuff. One looks like a retarded 6 year old did it while riding in a car on a gravel road, the other looks alright. Looks like I figured it out by the second one.

Spend all evening yesterday prepping for Brasher Bash. Like Rob said, it should be a good time. Honestly, I've never been to one in the past, but I've heard plenty of stories. Apparently when these would take place while we were in high school, it was the best place to see some of your teachers and band parents urinating in public, vomiting, and just being generally hammered...and then having their students/children drive their drunk asses home.

I still have some things I want to do for the bash tonight. I'll be making some homemade sparkling lemonade and a pan of brownies to bring with. Yesterday, I was at the Brasher's cooking potato salad, mexidip and veggie dips. The food should be a damn good spread.

Today I'm at work, but I have the closed sign up. I'm only going to be here until noon or one and then I'm heading out to get ice and possibly cupcakes for the party. Then it's home to see if my swimsuit will cover the growing tummy. If not, I'll be heading out to find a new swimsuit for the party.

That's all. I should get to sewing some of these things that aren't going to sew themselves.

I hope everyone has a safe and happy 4th! Have a drink for me!

Babylicious Update

Today, I'm 13 weeks pregnant. This means I'm entering the 2nd trimester officially. This is often known as the "Honeymoon Phase" of pregnancy as the vast majority of your symptoms go away and you feel really good.

As morbid as the thought may be, I'm excited to have made it this far. I worried, fretted and drove myself and everyone around me nuts because I was constantly fearing miscarriage. Things that I have near no control over scare me. But here I am! 2nd trimester! I'm allowing myself to get super excited and to maybe purchase a thing or two along the way.

To celebrate this milestone, I sent in my pre-registration for the hospital I plan to give birth in. I'm also hoping to get into a prenatal yoga class in the near future to limber up my body and make it as prepared as possible for giving birth.

There are a lot of things to consider when planning for a new family member. One of the things I decided early on is to try to be as green as possible with this child. This means that I'm going to avoid disposable diapers, (no, I'm not using cloth, but I'm going with g-diapers as much as possible as they decompose quickly) I'll use cloth bibs, and I'll try to avoid bottles with disposable inserts. I really hate the fact that so much of our lives is disposable. Rob knows this, but I hate paper plates. I'd rather use regular plates and just have to wash them more often. Silly, I know... as I may be wasting water to avoid making more waste.

Anyhow... this is how I hope to be. I am fully aware that most people have delusions of grandeur before actually becoming a parent, but I'm certainly going to be one to try to stick with this. But if I fail, I know that may parents do. And that when it comes to parenting... you can only do the best you can.