"Everyone back! Give him some air." 
Friday, March 28, 2008
Whoa, Nelly! Look at That Jelly!
The 80s had a lot to offer. There were good things and, umm, not so good things (peg pants, claw bangs, Cyndi Lauper boots, Boy George, etc. etc.). There were the ugly and the even uglier (another post for another time), the big and the even bigger (and I refer to hair).
But one day, a little spark of genius came floating into the hairspray-asphyxiated world and the motherlode of all 80s goodness was born.
And that motherlode, my friends, was
The Jelly Shoe.
I have, at this moment, a very real, very wearable version of these delightful red jelly shoes in my closet. Purchased in joy and jubilation, they have inspired me to begin a collection.
It is my sincere desire to, one day, introduce each of these members of the Jelly Family (and any others that may "stumble upon me") to my waiting and welcoming closet.
A Cautionary Note: Take care not to let your feet see these pictures unless you plan on purchasing Jelly Shoes immediately. It's mean to tease and it will drive your feet to the very brink of madness.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Egg Laying Bunny Creates Egg Burnout
On the Post-Easter Menu
Appetizer:Hard Boiled Eggs
Entree: Egg-Salad Sandwiches
Dessert: Deviled Eggs
Okay...not really. But that Egg-Laying Bunny has created a surplus of egg-related recipes at our house! What to do, what to do with all those leftover, artistically enhanced eggs? :)
Speaking of artistically enhanced eggs...
Bennett and London produced fine works of art on an eggshell canvas for all to enjoy.
Question: Does the fact that Charlotte is white automatically mean she needs to be painted in a show of Easter Spirit? Bennett answers with his debut masterpiece: Green Glob of Paint on Cat Fur (Sigh.)
The Easter Dress Industry gains no profit from our household. Happy Easter morning!
Rainbow Jello is a tradition in our family.
Please note: this year's color scheme was carefully slected while looking thoughtful in the Jello aisle of the local grocery store.
Bennett's first introduction to the strange tradition of Easter Egg Hunting. (Plastic eggs hidden by adults in various outdoor locations? Are you serious?)
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Roll Out
I think Wish Lists are great. It probably stems back to the days when I used to get the Christmas Toy Catalog in the mail and greedily dog-ear each and every page containing toys I "Kind of Wanted", "Really Wanted" and "Must Have".
Luckily, I'm an easy person to please. and knew I would never in a million years get all that my heart desired. But that hasn't stopped me from making both mental and paper Wish Lists. I have one for my house, one for my goals, one for books I want to purchase and my Travel Wish List, which I've been pondering over lately.
It goes a little somethin' like this:
*UK (Check that off June 2009)
Must sees include: Stratford-upon-Avon, Jane Austen's home, the Cotswalds, all the London sights, Chepstow Castle, Cambridge
*Oregon/Washington/British Columbia road trip--I love being in the car!
*Southern states road trip (Arkansas, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, Florida, South and North Carolina)
Production note: Florida is getting a big check mark this summer!
*Montreal and Toronto and all things Canadian in between
*European World War Ii sites
*Cape Cod beach cottage
*Puerto Rico
*Scandinavian coutnries
*Vermont in Fall--I've only been in the summer...I can only imagine Fall...
*Any and all Six Flags (3 down, ? to go...)
I figure that's a good start. Of course, like anyone else, I'd like to see whatever and wherever I can, but since a budget and responsibilities DO , in fact, exist, these are my top choices. :)
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Hubby Tag
What is your husband's name? Christopher, but you can call him Chris. I've always felt weird calling him "Chris."
How long have you been together? We started dating in April 2000, so almost 8 years. Married 7 on April 25th.
Who said I love you first? Christopher, underneath the summer stars....and then the sprinklers cam eon. No joke. It really happened.
Who is smarter? Let's just say if I had to pass all my doctoral Pharmacy classes with a 90%, it wouldn't have happened, but he did it! On the other hand, if he had to write a billion papers for his Master's program and work with juvenile delinquents, he couldn't. So we're a great balance of "soft science" (as he likes to refer to my counseling) and "real science". :) If memory equals smartness, than I definately have the upper hand. :) Sorry, babe, but you know it's true.
Who does the housework? I'm pretty much on indoor duty, but he mows the lawn and takes care of curb appeal...except for weeding, which I wish he would become passionate about. :)
Who sleeps on the right? I do and it's just always been that way. How exactly does that evolve?
Who pays the bills? He brings in the money, I send it on out.
Who cooks dinner? I do, unless I suddenly have a hankerin' for a mean batch of Pigs in a Blanket. :)
Who drives when you are together? He does--he's the only one in our household right now that 's legal to drive over 40 miles per hour! He gets the job by default.
Who is more stubborn? I would have to say I'm more stubborn. That is not saying, however, that I always get my way....
Who kissed who first? Picture if you will....actually, don't. That's gross. It was a Meet in the Middle type moment. And that's all I'm saying. But I will say our first kiss happened while "Busta Move" by Young MC was playing in the background. It's our theme song.
Who asked out who first? Christopher--after two attempts. (You should ask him about that sometime.) He wanted me the first time he saw me. :)
Who proposed? Christopher did. And while he was trying his best to be sneaky and probably would have succeeded, he slipped up in one major area. He put the ring--box and all--in the pocket of his cargo pants...maybe we should go back to that smart question... :)
Who has more siblings? He does--1 brother, 4 sissters--and I love, love, love his family.
Who wears the pants? Wearing the pants speaks loudly of masculininity. That's never something I've wanted to possess in any quantity. ;) However, we both prefer pants to, say, skirts or leg warmers, so I will say this: Chrisotpher works hard and finances the operation and is in close contact with his household's Commander-in Chief, so he always knows what's going on! :)
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Twice to Price, A Landing in Blanding
Who doesn't love a really great theme? (But who doesn't hate that word? That's it...it's on the Bounced list.) There are theme songs, party themes, and as I recently discovered, even themes to a weekend.
Two weekends ago we hit the road to a Celebration of Babies-themed weekend.
Two weekends ago we hit the road to a Celebration of Babies-themed weekend.
Baby Theme Component 1: Stephanie's Baby Shower
Baby Theme Component 2: The Surprise Month-Before-She-Was-Due Arrival of Sylvia--yay!
Baby Theme Component 3: Baby Blessing in Blanding (Where in the....?)
We got a Point Out the Preggars Take 2 shot--please excuse Kim, she was busy having a baby. :) Michelle is also missing, but was NOT having a baby--she was just back in Texas.
One Preggars down, two more to go...and yes, this time, I am quite obviously one of them. :)
On to Blanding Sunday morning... and how does one exactly get to Blanding, you ask?
Well, you go to Price and you keep going.
Keep going some more.
Repeat step two.
Pass this rock.
And this one...
Keep on truckin' until you've been in the car approximately 5 hours.
Welcome to Blanding. :)
Our good friends, Chad and Tiawna, live in Blanding. (Chad is a pharmacist on the Reservation--he and Christopher spent almost every single day of their lives during Pharmacy school together. No kidding.)
They just had a baby girl and we went down to meet her for the first time and attend her blessing. Welcome, Olivia!
It was a big day of driving, but very worth it to see friends and family. Go ahead...ask Bennett what he thought of the trip..
Friday, March 7, 2008
MUNCHA MUNCHA
Eating is necessary, right?
It can be enjoyable...it can be disgusting...it can be utilitarian.
When you're pregnant, eating can become...interesting. It's a love-hate duo one day, a ravenous need the next. A moment later every smell and thought associated with food leads to a gag reflex.
Peculiar, this pregnancy eating ritual.
Even more peculiar are the things I craved during my first trimester. Let me share just a sampling.
With Bennett, my cravings remained constant and few. For example:
Buffalo wings or just the sauce, smothered on anything
Jalapenos
Banana peppers
Buffalo wings or just the sauce, smothered on anything
Jalapenos
Banana peppers
Tacos
With (unknown gender and therefore no name), I crave the following--sometimes simultaneously, sometimes at odd hours of the day and night. This kid is haphazard and indecisive, at best. Take a look.
Tacos are the only consistent craving. Blessed little things. I could make them for dinner every single night. Christopher does not share my taco enthuiasm, however. Therefore, I may be forced to make a "Run to the Border", if you know what I mean.
I know. I'm not supposed to eat deli meats. Nevertheless, at the beginning, I could have made myself a permanent hangout at any local Subway. However, I limited myself to one a week. Thank you, Kelly Conroy, for making sure Subway stays on the map.
You see the size of this bottle? There is one in my refrigerator, purhcased 2 weeks ago...2/3 empty. All because of me. (My pineapple stash is doing fine, though, just in case you were wondering!)
Ice, delicious, glorious ice. No calories, no offensive texture or odor. Just a tall glass of ice water (set on the counter for approximately 10 minutes to let the ice get nice and soft) and consequently, a crunching session. Sorry, Mr. Dentist. (And Jo, everytime I chomp my delicious, heavenly ice I think of you and your statistics...thanks.) 
Mmmmm.....
Peanut butter isn't necessarily a new craving for me. It's been a lifelong friend. But now...NOW we are BFFs.
And finally, possibly the best part of summer is the fruit. More specifically, nectarines. Fruit of the Gods. (The Fruit of the Tree of Life, if you ask me. :) And the last thing is not so much a craving as a downright great find. If Easter=jellybeans, it now = Nerds Bumpy Jellybeans. Yum!
Oh man. A whole post on cravings? Someone please call my normal body and my somewhat rational mind and tell them I need them back here double time.
What?
They're on Leave of Absence 'til September?
*Sigh.*
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