Thursday, September 29, 2011

listomania

No, not that song* (though I have to admit I love it and rarely change the station when it comes on)

What I've been up to.... since I last updated almost two weeks ago (oops!)

Here goes:

1. I'm cooking again (hip hip hooray!)
(for example: pumpkin banana bread, peanut butter cookies, curried lentil soup, vegetable stock, chicken stock, chicken with chickpeas, tomatoes and paprika, roasted pumpkin seeds, pumpkin puree, etc etc etc.

2. Sewing (I can post these pictures after people get them, they are all gifts. hint: they are mini + some are Halloween related)

3. A bit of a belly**
Typical conversation:
Me: I feel like I am pregnant now
Ryan: you ARE pregnant
...and repeat

4. My skin is clearing up! Thank you burt's bees facial scrub!

5. Next Friday, we can find out if we are having a James or a Margaret (that is if the baby keeps it's legs uncrossed...)

6. Lots of wonderful fall things: scented candles, decaf pumpkin lattes (which seems like an oxymoron? regardless, super psyched they exist), apples that taste good, sweaters, light jackets...

7. I have tried to switch out a lot of products I use for more natural or diy versions. some positives: the other week I made my own detergent. not scary and it smells good! some negative: think I may have to switch back to regular deodorant. I am convinced I smell awful (sorry everyone I have any contact with)

8. Everyone is sick. Please don't get me sick. I am already crazy and nervous enough (also, I ate a cantaloupe like 3 weeks ago and even though my state is not one the recall is in, I freaked the eff out about it)

9. Ryan bought me a pair of Toms shoes. I have been wearing them almost everyday. I love them.

10. I thoroughly enjoyed the premiere of Parks + Rec. Also, I have a good feeling about Up All Night. I need more Will Arnett in my life, I even suffered through 2 viewings of 'Let's Go to Prison' to get my fix.

11. I'm actually dressing up for Halloween this year! I'm thinking this, this or this.

12. Thinking of all of you but some special thoughts for these ladies.


How about you? What's new with you???


* pardon me, while I hyperlink the shit out of this post
** I'll post a pic soon, if you're interested. Last night with wild hair in my pjs was not a good photo opportunity

Monday, September 12, 2011

1, 2, 3


(still from the commercial...found here)

Today me and Ryan were sitting in the waiting room at the doctors. We were talking about lots of different things like my day at work and Ryan's schedule tonight. At some point, we referred some Simpsons episodes. In an effort to not be discussing Milhouse when the doctor walked in, we decided to change the subject. Somehow the subject of a certain commercial came up.

Has everyone seen that Slate by Chase credit card ad where the woman surprises her husband and tells him they are having triplets? And he faints and says 'triplets' as if we couldn't figure that out on our own?

Ryan and I had many questions: Why was he just finding this out now? She is pretty far along. Has he not been attending her doctor's appointments? Has she known this whole time? Why was she hiding it? This joke is pretty lame for her big reveal. Is she playing a trick on him and really let her 2 pregnant friends hide their purchases at their house?

I am so glad I married this guy. For many reasons. But hating on the same commercials is definitely one of them.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

I'm old.

So I went to see my sister yesterday in the city and our conversation went a little like this:

my sis: "So I made a stumble upon"
me: "Really? That's so very crafty of you"
my sis: "What? Do you have one?"
me: "Ya, I made one like a million years ago in girl scouts*"

She of course was referring to this:

(image from here)


I thought she was talking about this:

(image+ directions on how to make your very own from here)


When I realized my mistake, I realized I am very old and uncool.


Yikes.

Friday, September 9, 2011

ew.


(image from here)

I'm breaking out (feeling like a 'before' picture in a proactiv ad)

I'm bloated (think 'she better cool it on the nougat' rather than 'wow! that girl must be pregnant')

I'm burping.

I'm farting.

I'm hairier? (am I making this up or am I just getting worse at shaving/plucking?)

I'm still nauseous.

Sexy trimester*, my ass**



*I'm about 15 weeks now
**my ever expanding ass

Thursday, September 1, 2011

a tiny gymnast


(image from here)

We recently went to the hospital for an ultrasound. They were testing for Downs Syndrome and Spina Bifida amongst other things. We were told they needed to take measurements of the neck and spine. The baby had other ideas. He/she kept turning around, rolling, doing somersaults and a baby version of handstands, putting hands in front of their face. I changed positions, went the bathroom, even had to take a walk down the corridor, in the hopes they would 'settle down' into a position they could take a photo of. Eventually, about 2 or 2 1/2 hours later, we got the picture. After we were done, Ryan said to the sonographer, 'When you asked earlier if we had any family history you should be concerned about, I probably should have mentioned then that I have a history of being a pain in the ass'.

I may have my hands full here.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

you guys sure write a lot.


(image from here, comic from the always awesome toothpaste for dinner)


So I got a surprise day off yesterday.

The power was out at the college I work at for most of the weekend and school was cancelled on Monday for 'non essentials' (which means me, which I don't exactly like being referred to but that's another topic for another day). The rest of the week may be a little nuts since the freshman are here, the upperclassmen are back, classes start and general insanity ensues for a couple weeks. Then it is the lull before students start being reported to our office for not attending class, not doing assignments, etc.

Anyways, I am way off topic. My day off, that is what I meant to write about here. So I decided that I wanted to spend it either sewing or catching up on blogs (I spent the hurricane with power, so I played on pinterest and did some sewing). I ended up playing on the internet, I even wrote a couple posts for my blog which I've neglected all summer. I did tear myself away from my reader and facebook long enough to get to catch up on some of your blogs though.

In conclusion: you guys write a lot. I'm impressed. Also, I'm atleast 2 months behind on commenting. I am now up to date on a couple of you and will hopefully finish the rest this week.

Feel free to skip posting a couple days to help me out*



*I kid, I kid. I really love your posts!

Monday, August 29, 2011

crunchy cakes + shopping trips


(image from here)

Confession: I have a been a little nervous recently.

Now don't get me wrong, I am so so very excited. But after having a miscarriage, I am constantly anxious I will have another. Or that something will go wrong. I know I am doing everything I should: no alcohol, no caffeine, no soft cheeses, taking vitamins, trying to avoid scary websites. I am even pretty excited that I feel nauseous because I know that is a good sign. And now that I am over 13 weeks, I am slowly letting myself get more and more excited about the fact that we will have a son or daughter in March. While I have been bookmarking little items I love for a while, I recently started looking at all the 'stuff' in stores. Me and my mother even made a trip to IKEA and I swooned over all their adorable items. I am partial to the greens, rather than pinks or blues, and IKEA has some great designs for any gender. I didn't end up buying anything, just browsing, but my mom did buy a package of the frozen princess cakes for us to eat. She suggested we break them open in the car.

My mom: 'Hey! This is still crunchy! They should really think twice before freezing these!'
Me: 'I think they assume most people can make it home before breaking into their princess cakes'

It was totally worth it though. I am really glad I had napkins in my car too since my fingers were covered in lime green marzipan.