Friday's Feast, 30 June 2006

Appetizer: On average, approximately how many times per day do you yawn?
Lately about 50

Soup: What was your most memorable school field trip?
The only one I really remember was the Cherokee Indian Mounds, because we went there just about every year. At least, it seemed like we went there over and over.

Salad: Fill in the blank: I was extremely __________________ this week.
sick

Main Course: Which color do you think of when you hear the word "soothing"?
baby blue

Dessert: What is something that, if you had to, you could save up the money to buy within one month?
airline tickets

8 weeks pregnant

According to Webmd at week 8:
Your embryo, now about in its sixth week of development, is about the size of a grape -- 0.56 to 0.8 inches from crown to rump. Eyelid folds and ears are forming and even the tip of the nose is visible. The arms have grown longer and bend at the elbows. Places where fingers and toes eventually will grow are becoming notched. (at this point, the baby most definitely resembles Scott)

Chocolate Pudding

Um, hey Owen, how's about a little face to go with your chocolate pudding?

Goodbye Tigger

Sadly, Tigger Ific Starr passed away sometime between 11:30 Monday night and 5:15 Tuesday morning. Monday night he acted like he wasn't feeling well, and then Tuesday morning when Scott got up for PT I checked on him and he was gone. It was just the saddest thing, and then I had to tell the girls, who were crushed. We kept his green collar to remember him by.

In unrelated news, the phenergan medicine did not help me at all. Yesterday I called the doctor's office and they prescribed me some Zofran. I took one last night about 9:45 and this morning I feel like a new person. Let's hope this isn't a fluke and the medicine continues to work!

#1 OB trip

Today Scott and I made our first trip to the OB doctor to see about getting a prescription for some phenergan, because I have decided that I can't live without it. Fortunately, Dr. Dickens agreed to prescribe me some, though he was extremely stingy with it and I only have 45 pills total, which I am confident I can blow through in under a month (I've had the pills for 8 hours and have taken two already).

note: Everyone needs to go out and get the movie Slingblade and watch it, as Dr. Dickens sound exactly like Billy Bob Thornton in that movie when he talks. This is the second OB doctor I have had that had a connection with a movie star...Dr. Waters, who delivered Owen, looked exactly like Kenny Rogers (pre-facelift of course).

Dr. Dickens was very nice and comfortable to be around, so Scott and I both like him a lot. I would like him regardless of him temperment so long as I got the phenergan, but that's neither here nor there.

I asked him about doing a tubal ligation at the time of this baby's birth and he said that it could usually be done right away if I got an epidural. I interrupted him right there with "No No, it's not IF I get an epidural, it's WHEN I get an epidural. We can set that up with the anesthesiologist today if you want to." I mean, I'm not going in there trying to be a freakin hero people. Dr. Dickens laughed and made a note on his chart and asked "So, you guys think this is probably going to be your last child?"

To which Scott responded "Hell, I thought the LAST kid was going to be our LAST child."

For sale

For sale:
One AKC registered miniature weenie dog who spent an unfortunate bit of time this morning with a skunk.

Blanket!!

It was time for Owen's blanket to be washed, and Owen was none too happy about it. First he spread it out on the floor and flung his body on top of it, but I eventually coaxed him into putting it into the washing machine. He stood in front of the machine the entire time, watching for his blanket to go by.














Each time his blanket passed by, he would yell and point and clap.

Things I've decided:

Over the past few days I've had a lot of time to lay in the bed and reflect on my current situation. In that time I've decided several things:

I've decided that at 7 years old, Ashlyn is fully capable to completely run this house.

I've decided that it's okay not to wash your hair everyday, and if the best you can do is crouch in the back of the shower in the fetal position until you feel you are sufficiently wet enough to get out and get back in bed, well, you tried, and that's what counts.

I've decided that it's okay to cry yourself to sleep at night because you feel horrible as long as you are very quiet, because Scott has to get up very early.

I've decided that Haley could not be quiet if her life depended on it.

I've decided that when you hear "Take those away from Owen...wait, first check to see if he's on fire!" you pretty much have to get up.

I've decided I would rather take a bath in front of an audience of three and spend the hour talking about bellybuttons and boobies than take a shower like I talked about earlier.

I've decided that if one more cat tries to lay on my pillow at the same time I am using it then we will have one less cat.

I've decided that if suppertime was left up to Scott indefinitely he could and would alternate between spaghetti and meatballs and pizza for the rest of his life.

I've decided that when you are sick That 70's Show is the best thing you can watch on tv. Tivo-ing Terms of Endearment is not a good idea.

I've decided that although pregnant people are supposed to eat a lot of fresh vegetables, for me, personally, cauliflower is not a good idea.

I've decided that it will be a cold day in hell before I eat a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup again.

I've decided that if this baby thinks I'm going to get up at all hours of the night to feed it and change it and rock it when it doesn't feel good after it's treated me this way then it has another think coming.

I've decided that the one before this one was mean spirited and unfair and I don't mean it.

I've decided that if we get one more call in the middle of the night because some stupid soldier is acting like an idiot I am personally going to get up and go down to that company and kick their ass, and that's saying alot because I haven't showered in two days.

I've decided if my mother shows up someone's had a bad day.

I've decided that Scott is the best husband in the whole world.

Friday's Feast, 23 June 2006

Appetizer: On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how much do you like your job?
9

Soup: When was the last time you think you were lied to?
Yesterday

Salad: Share some lyrics from one of your favorite songs.
I'm alone
Yeah, I don't know if I can face the night
I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you
I want your love - Let's break the walls between us
Don't make it tough - I'll put away my pride
Enough's enough I've suffered and I've seen the light

Main Course: What do you do/take when you are in pain?
Advil liquid gels

Dessert: Fill in the blanks: My __________ is very __________.
My stomach is very queasy.

Thursday excitement

On Thursday I got to spend the late afternoon/early evening at the ER...and NO, it wasn't because of one of my kids....well, I guess it was, it depends on how you look at it.

It seems this newest baby doesn't much care for me and has been doing his/her dangdest to suck the life out of my body. So yesterday I got to go to the hospital and get an IV of fluid and a shot of phenergan. This has been hailed as a wonder drug for pregnant people and I myself have taken it on several occasions and it has always helped me. Too bad this was not one of those times.

Shortly after the IV was finished and I stood up to leave the nausea came rushing back to the point where I had to lay down again. The nurse offered another shot of the medicine, but I declined (since it apparently wasn't working I didn't see the point in having more). Amber got me home and I promptly went to bed. It was about 6:45 I think...and I am truly stressing the "I think" part.

I slept all night and got up at 10 this morning to see if my children were in the house or playing in the street. They were in the den happily mashing Cocoa Puffs into the carpet. Figuring that was fine I went back to sleep. At some poing Owen got a lot of water and somehow transported it into Ashlyn and Haley's closet and poured it out, but I missed that altogether. Two days ago he locked himself in the bathroom, put the stopper in the sink and turned on the water and made a pretty waterfall off the counter and managed to get the depth of water on the floor to a good 3 inches before Ashlyn and Haley realized he wasn't in the room with them watching tv. I feel he is just going through a mild obsession with water that will pass and Scott can deal with it until it does. So I got up for good about 4:20 this afternoon and sitting here typing is bringing on another wave of nausea, though it has subsided a bit.

I go to the O.B. doctor on Monday so we will see if he prescribes me anything to help with this. And my mother is this close to getting in her car and driving out here and that is just something that doctor does not want, whether he knows it or not.

So I will keep you updated on how this progresses in the coming weeks. My ticker at the top says 228 days to go. Yippee.

Typical Becca

Check out Becca's website for her Quote of the Day, which, wonderfully enough, changes every day!

http://bobandbecca.blogspot.com/

Sharing the News

Me: Hey Ashlyn and Haley, come here. What do you guys think about us getting another baby?

Girls: (blank stares)

Me: You know, how about if Mommy has another baby? Wouldn't that be nice?

Haley: Well, okay, but only if it's a girl, because Owen is a pain.

Ashlyn: Um, nah, I don't think we should...there's too many people living here already.

Listening

Okay, I had to change the caption on this picture because Amber is so freakin hilarious...

"Hear that? There's a train coming!!"

The blue moon

The definition of a Blue Moon can be found here. From reading this article you learn that blue moons actually occur once every 2.5 years. Because they don't happen that often, the phrase "once in a blue moon" was coined to describe something that happens very rarely. I think (and I feel everyone would agree with me) that the following pictures depict a very rare occurance. I don't know if there was a blue moon to go along with them, but it would be interesting to find out.

As these pictures were taken, Amber and I were sitting at the kitchen table. You heard me right people, we were sitting right there, 10 feet away! We were not absent, otherwise engaged, or incapacitated in any way, yet this continued to happen. My mother took the pictures so we would have hard evidence.

Friday's Feast, 16 June 2006

Appetizer: What is a word that you use that would not be considered common?
Vasectomy...though not an uncommon word, you don't usually hear it every day, but I've been throwing it around a lot lately.

Soup: What theme of calendar do you have on your wall this year?
I have my grandmother's calendar on my wall. She made it by hand and it's velcro so you use it over and over. It has the different flowers for each month on it.

Salad: Name 3 people you speak with by telephone a regular basis.
Amber
My dad
Karin

Main Course: If you could buy a new outfit for someone you know - who would it be and what would you purchase for them?
I would buy Scott some new khaki shorts because the other day he was complaining about his being worn out.

Dessert: What is the last beverage you drank?
chocolate milk

Bad puppy

Frosty teaches Max a lesson

Happy 300th post!!!

For my 300th post I figured I needed something big, something huge, something that would really knock your socks off. This is the best I could do:

The Army Ball

Last night Scott and I attended the Army Ball at the San Angelo Convention Center. I had the chipotle chicken plate, Scott had roast beef. They had cheesecake with strawberries for dessert...yum!

Friday's Feast, 09 June 2006

Appetizer: About how much money did you spend on gas this week?
It averages out to about $30 per week. Now that school is out it will go way down.

Soup: What is your favortite brand of toilet paper?
Cottonelle

Salad: When was the last time you discovered something that you thought was pure genius?
The first thing that comes to my mind that I feel qualifies as pure genius is ebay.

Main Course: What is the least amount of sleep you can get by on per night?
I can get by on any amount. Whether or not I'm happy about it is another question.

Dessert: June is a popular month for weddings. Do you know anyone who is getting married this month?
Adam. Just kidding!! I don't know of any weddings this month.

The Evolution of Dance

This is HILARIOUS!! Thanks to April for sending it to me!

A Lazy Afternoon

After lunch today we all went outside to sweat in the hot Texas weather. We had initially planned to hook up the slip-n-slide, but Mr. Screws The Hose On The Sprinkler So Tight It May Never Come Off messed that up for us so we ended up putting the sprinkler beside the slip-n-slide and that worked just fine. Between jumping on the trampoline, running through the sprinkler and slipping and sliding around in the heat (have I mentioned it's HOT here?) we were all worn out. We came back inside and everyone sort of crashed. I like it though, because it's been sooo nice and quiet!!

A Few Extra Pictures

I have already posted some pictures about Scott's Change of Command, but today Becca emailed me the ones she took (in her defense she just got her computer in the mail from Hawaii) and a couple of them were really good.

Friday's Feast, 02 June 2006

Appetizer: On a scale of 1 to 10 (with 10 being highest), how funny do you think you are?
8, but it's not always because I'm trying

Soup: Name a local restaurant would you recommend to a visitor to your town or city.
Mejor's

Salad: What's a lesson you were lucky enough to learn the easy way?
I want a big dog, but by watching Amber's dog Husker, I've learned that if you have a big dog you will have no place to sit or take a bath. It's also quite funny to see her try to walk him on a leash.

Main Course: Where would you like to be 5 years from now?
Leaving for Germany

Dessert: If you could see the front page of a newspaper from June 2, 2106, what would you imagine the headline might be?
Barry Bonds IV, great-grandson of Home Run King Barry Bonds, has been charged with steroid use.

Karin CAN YOU HEAR ME?

Karin, UPDATE YOUR BLOG!!
(april, you are next!!)

and if you think this is a little mean, look at what
Amber thinks about it...