Archive for October, 2006

Happy Halloween (well that’s original!)


Holy crap look at all the blogs registered for one month of hell blogging bliss. I was going to count them, but I kept losing my place. So let’s just say, there’s a butt-load. So seriously if you are looking for some new blogs to read, I would suggest you start here. Hey Stepherz I know you were looking, did you check this out? That’s such a fine picture, I just had to link to it.

So I started a list of ideas for my month of hell blogging bliss:
Halloween pictures of Hunter (duh!)
Dictionary.com
Things that annoy me
Election commercials – with bonus link to DeVos morphing into Bush footage
Breastfeeding / pumping at work
Trackbacks – WTF is that?
Things that amuse me
Day Care Bullies
Fit with Finance Update – hopefully here I will tell you how I won all the money… um yea, no.
Flickr
A day in the life
Learn something new everyday
Music, Music, Music
Thanksgiving (again I say duh!)
Junk email
Blog names
Obviously lots of other stuff.

So if you are new here, come on in and look around. If I’m an old favorite of yours (thanks again Jenn and Steph ) feel free to check back often. Hopefully my crap-o-rama won’t scare you away… get it? SCARE… it’s Halloween… Scare… hehe… oh nevermind… I’m giggling anyway.

I will leave you with Hunter’s pre-Halloween outfit. I bought him one to wear at daycare and so did his Nana. I figured Nana’s outfit, trumps mine so he’s wearing her’s today. Here he is in mine, yesterday. He can’t read, he’ll never notice and then everyone is happy. … I’m such a Libra.

Happy Halloween


How do they do that?


Your Hair Should Be Orange


Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.You pull off “weird” well – hardly anyone notices.

What’s Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

Blog-o-rama

Well I am going to attempt to participate in NaBloPoMo. Apparently November is National Blog Posting Month, at least according to Fussy it is. I first heard about it over at Annika’s.

My head is already swimming with topics. The challenge here is going to be finding the time to post. But the good news, for the four of you that read anyway, is that you will have something new to read every day – woo hoo!!. Or maybe some pretty pictures to look at. Plus, there are prizes. Now, I’m certain not to win any prizes, that’s not why I am doing this. Let’s be clear… I am doing this so I have something to really feel bad about when I find I just don’t have the time to do it. Self-stress – it’s a wonderful thing!

Okay, that’s not why I’m doing it either. I really do enjoy reading blogs. It gives me this strange sense of connection that I enjoy. I’m hopeful that I can provide that bit of joy to people who may read my blog. I also found some blogs very helpful when I was pregnant. As a first time Mom I just wasn’t sure what to expect. I followed the blogs of two people I knew from the Buffy Forums who were expecting at the same time.  Meghan had Xan about a month before Hunter was born.  Annika had Sammy two weeks after Xan was born. Reading their blogs throughout my pregnancy was extremely helpful and insightful. Steph had Noah shortly after I had Hunter and I love reading about their progress too. It just feels like real life information – not the crap-o-rama you read in What to Expect When You Are Expecting. It’s real life; emotional, raw, funny and sweet, but most importantly real. Yep, that’s what I get from reading blogs and I hope that I can share some of the same.

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Dear Starbucks,

I like to watch the barista prepare my drink.  Mostly because I figure if I’m paying you close to $4 I ought to get a show as well as a coffee.  Well this morning the barista looked a bit confused and half asleep.  Please note this is nothing new for this particular young man.  The following is how my drink transpired this morning: 

My cup was the first in a line of about six.  I saw him put the maple in my Half-Caf Maple Macchiato so I do know it was in there.  Shots were made for my Half-Caf Maple Macchiato.  Supposedly there was one shot of regular espresso and one shot of decaf espresso.   

He looked at my cup and reached for the non-fat milk, looks at the cup, oh it’s not non-fat.  Looks around– damn, no regular milk is ready.  He went to the sink and rinsed out the pitcher, back to the bar, re-filled the pitcher with milk and in to the steamer it went. 

At this point the shots went into a “Triple Espresso” about 3 cups down from mine, on goes the lid.  THREE shots of espresso straight?? The guy probably could have used the one decaf, but probably wouldn’t have been happy. 

Oh the milk is done.  Puts the milk pitcher on the counter – re-arranges the pitchers on the counter.  Picks up my cup to study the particulars again.  Pours in the milk, then proceeds to check a few more cups and add milk accordingly. 

“Triple Espresso” he says as he finally put the triple espresso up.   

Pours the shots that were supposedly originally for the Triple Expresso into another cup.  Ok, back to these cups…. What is this again? – damn no shots for the Half-caf. 

Starts shots for the Half-caf, finishes a few more drinks and announces them.  I’m still waiting.  The shots finish and into my drink they go.  Are they Half- caf? – hell, I don’t know.  I guess I will know in about an hour or so.  Finally he finished my drink and announces “Non-fat, Venti, Maple Macchiato.”  I knew it was mine and wasn’t non-fat, but half-caf, so I took it. 


Moron. 

Please consider making this guy drink some of your coffee before putting on the bar.  Think about this, slow moving young man making coffee drinkers wait longer than necessary for there morning jolt… I’m just thinking this could get ugly. 

P.S.  The Maple Macchiato was yummy, but come on, 30 cents more because it’s “seasonal”.  What the fuck? I’m already paying way to much for your coffee, couldn’t you change the flavor for free.  Good thing you don’t serve ice cream, especially 31 flavors, it could really get confusing. 

Greedy fucks.

Super immunity – not so much.

I thought Moms were supposed to have this super immunity.  You know, laugh in the face of germs… take care of the family without missing a beat.  Well that’s not exactly how it works here apparently. A couple weeks ago, Hunter came home from day care with a present: a cold.  Oh the guilt. If I didn’t send him to day care he wouldn’t feel so bad, so sick.  Poor little guy.  I cried when he cried.  Welcome to motherhood. 

I kept him home for several days and my Mom watched him… victim #1.  His wonderful sleep schedule (sleeping all night) went right in the shitter.  He was waking up every couple of hours, poor guy.  So I was getting up too, every couple of hours to help him fall back asleep and feed him… victim # 2.  Well with the lack of sleep and busy schedule I knew my resistance would be low so I tried to stay healthy.  Then my hubby started to feel crappy … victim #3.  Hunter goes back to day care, the cold front seemed to have passed… but no.  I get a phone call at work.  I have to pick Hunter up, his eye is draining.  AND I need a doctor’s note before I can bring him back.  A not to bring him back to the place that started all this crap – nice.  Doctor’s verdict … pink eye.  WTF… oh the guilt.  Have you ever tried to put drops in a 3 1/2 month old’s eyes.   Finally everyone seems to be on the mend… except me.  I feel like I’ve been hit by a fucking truck.  Finally I’m off to the doctor where I get some antibiotics, cough medicine (I can’t breast feed on this cough medicine) and as an added bonus I get drops for my eyes…. why? you ask.  Because I have fucking pink eye too. 

Super immunity, my eye… oh wait.. not even in my eye.   

All weekend I have had to pump and dump.  Can I just tell you how hard it is to pour breastmilk down the drain.  My husband had to do the first two bottles.  On the up side, I am finally feeling human again.  So no more cough medicine and no more pump N dump.  Just in time for vacation.  The whole family will be on vacation next week.  We are going up to the trailer to enjoy some nature and so Dad can hunt.  It will be nice to spend some quality time with my husband and our son.  I just hope no one packs the germs. 

Miscellaneous Ramblings

Okay, so far so good on the new site.  I was really planning on just linking to my personal website and doing a blog from there, like so many folks do.  However, the time involved in learning how the feeds and all that crap-o-rama work is time I just don’t have right now.

 

Will I ever get some free time back? I don’t know but I guess not.  I’m often torn between wishing for the weekend so I can get some things done and not wanting to wish my life away.

 

My doctor has instructed me to start exercising more (ha, who am I kidding… it’s exercising period).  My blood pressure never came back down after the pregnancy.  So now I am faced with guilt for not making the time to exercise.  Notice I said ‘making the time’ and not having the time.  I realize I am in control here.  I really need to start taking control and making time.

 

Motivation.  Let’s talk about motivation.  I joined a “Get Fit with Finance” club at work. Everyone pays into the club to join and you pay weekly depending on if you gained or lost weight.  After six weeks whoever has lost the most weight gets the pile o’ money.  Let me clarify, it’s not the money that’s motivating, though it will be nice.  It’s the camaraderie that I am hoping will help.  It’s too bad the motivation of chasing a toddler around isn’t motivation enough.  Guess I need to re-align my priorities and get my head out of my ass. 

Being healthier will payoff in the long run with more time – I know this.  I just can’t get my brain to remember this in the morning when it’s time to get up and I think another 15 minutes of sleep is gold.  More time on the back end {read: live longer… hello!}.  More time to spend with my son who I truly hope will be a great human who I can spend quality time with.  More time to spend with the fantastic man that I married.  More time to enjoy nature and all the other little joys that make life so wonderful.  More time to try and make a difference in even one persons’ life.  Now we are talking motivation….

Life is good!

Now that you have learned 43 things about me, I think it’s time for more pictures.

Bug with a bug
A bug with a Bug. Hunter wait patiently while Mom talks to the guy at the camera shop.

Michigan fans
Taking a break from the U of M game to pose for a picture. Okay so Dad needs a shave, but it’s a great picture anyway.

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Talking away.

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Gotta love that smile.

Jakey-Jake
Can’t forget the furry kids – Jake-o-Rama.

Beautiful buds
Probably the last Mr. Lincoln rose of the season. These are my favorite roses. Aside from being beautiful, they smell incredible.

October 2, 1963 2006

On this date every year I always accidentally type 1963 as the year at least once. I’m so used to writing it that way. Yep, you guessed it; it’s my birthday. 43 fucking years old – holy crap the time is flying by. But lucky me, I live in an era where 40 is the new 30!!

According to Mommy Grows Up it’s a tradition to post a list about yourself on your birthday; here’s mine. Since this is my 43rd, the list is 43 items long.

1. I’ve been to Hawaii on vacation. Where I fulfilled many of my dreams – so I needed new ones.

2. I’ve been whale watching and seen whales up close, walked through a rain forest, seen an active volcano and walked on lava (already hard, obviously). All in Hawaii.

3. I’ve walked on a black sand beach and swam in the ocean there and saw an endangered Hawksbill Turtle.

4. I’ve watch the sun set from the top of Mount Haleakala in Hawaii.

5. I’ve been to the Renaissance Festival in three different states.

6. People who litter are my biggest pet peeve.

7. I’ve been white water rafting.

8. I often wish I would have gone into graphic design; instead, I’m a bean-counter.

9. I almost ran into and knocked over Bono from U2 before a concert at the Pontiac Silverdome while working there.

10. I’ve been in the dressing rooms of the Rolling Stones and N’Sync.

11. I’ve only been married once and it is to my soul-mate and best friend.

12. I didn’t get married until I was in my forties (forty to be exact).

13. I have one child; he is almost 16 weeks old. I feel so blessed to have a healthy and happy son. Added bonus: he sleeps through the night.

14. I pump breast milk everyday at work.

15. I didn’t have any children until I was in my forties (forty-two to be exact).

16. I have very think hair.

17. Most people think I’m in my mid-thirties.

18. I haven’t been unemployed since I was 18 years old.

19. I put my self through college (undergraduate and graduate school). I received my Masters’ Degree Suma Cum Laude while working full time. (3.9… baby!!)

20. I make jewelry.

21. I love taking pictures. I wish I was a better photographer – I am still learning though.

22. I believe in karma.

23. I can code a web-site by hand in html ( I know, you can’t tell by the crappy look of my blog. Updates coming, I swear).

24. I am a master at Excel.

25. I am a certified Novell Administrator (read: computer geek).

26. I believe I can use both sides of my brain (logical and creative) and I am often torn between the two. (see # 8).

27. I’ve always wanted to write a book.

28. I have traveled across the state to meet people I knew from an Internet forum buffyguide.com .

29. I love all types of music (country – not so much) and I am currently listening to Christina Augilara and Justin Timberlake.

30. My CD’s (I have over 200) are all in a 400 CD changer and the cases are alphabetized and numbered according to the slot they take in the changer. (OCD, I know)

31. I have a tattoo of a rose on my back (shoulder blade) which I have had for over 13 years (before it was cool).

32. I dated someone for many years (over five) who later confessed to be gay.

33. I have take auto mechanics’ classes and have changed disc brakes, drum brakes, rebuilt a carburetor and torn an engine completely down.

34. I have at least 13 rose bushes in my yard.

35. I’ve vacationed in England where I looked up my family tree, rode on a double decker bus and drank beer in a different pub everynight.

36. I’ve camped and hiked in a Red Wood Forest.

37. I love to bake. Christmas cookies are my speciality.

38. I’m allergic to penicillin, sulfa, acrylic nails and Neosporin.

39. I don’t get mosquito bites (they bite me but I don’t react by getting a red itchy bump.)

40. I am fairly new to blogging but I have kept a handwritten journal since I was about 16. I find the two completely different.

41. I don’t drink pop. Mostly I drink water, it’s my favorite.

42. I have freckles.

43. I can find the good side to any situation – especially if it’s someone else’s situation. ;)