Salt & Vinegar Potato Chips. All I can say is YUM!
I think this qualifies as my first true craving this go around. I craved them with Ashleigh too, but not this early. With her, my first craving was refried beans. I still love those too. That was a much healthier craving than this chip business. I buy the fat free kind, and they're loaded with all sorts of things good for me. S&V Chips? Probably one of the worst things I could want. All that sodium? Don't need it. All those calories? Don't need them. All that fat? Don't need it. So I'm indulging myself very sparingly.
Of course, I've tried to get myself fixated on something much more beneficial...like cucumbers. But I only like those in large quantities when they've been turned in to yummy dill pickles!
I really need to not think about food at all, but it's hard some days. Last night, Kenneth and I watched a Travel Channel show about the Top 10 Places To Pig Out. Oh, that reminds me Kelley, have you ever eaten a pizza from Pointers in St. Louis? I can't imagine ever ordering the Pointersaurus (28" pizza that weighs 11 lbs. I think) but man, it sure did look good!! The steaks in Texas looked good, as well as the burgers that were in Boston, maybe? Of course, NOT at those gigantic proportions! I just don't see why anyone would even want to TRY to eat a 3 lb. burger and 5 lb.s of fries! OR a 72 oz. steak and all the sides. Ugh. There were some gross things on there too, like raw oysters (BLAH!!!), 12 egg omlets (ICK!!), really, really hot chicken wings (WHY??) and believe it or not, some HUGE bucket o' ice cream and topping of Ben and Jerry's. I, the sugar fanatic, thought that was just WAY too much.
Then today at work I had to type recipes for a project.
Then I decided to blog about the one thing I'm trying NOT to think of....
I think I'll go get a snack...
Monday, July 31
Saturday, July 29
Bad Day/Good Night
Isn't funny how a bad day can morph seamlessly into a good night?
Nothing bad happened to me on Friday; I just felt...blah. I just didn't have the energy or inclination to do anything. Of course, I had to get up, go to work and do my job anyway--that's just what being an adult is about.
But when I got home, an almost magical transformation occurred! Kenneth had come home early and he'd done a little housework which is always welcomed and appreciated. But that's not what really did it. When I came in, he and Ashleigh were playing "Horsey." Which means he gets to be the horse while she bounces around and yells giddyup horsey! So fun to watch. I made a real quick dinner and then the three of us just hung out and played. It was WONDERFUL. The things she comes up with are just hilarious. Like right now, one of her big things is rubbing our back--and we have to rub hers. Well, she started rubbing Kenneth's back and he said "rub my foot." She started to, then said "Foot dirty!" Hilarious, to say the least. But to be fair, she said my feet, her feet and even her Pooh Bear's feet were dirty.
Speaking of dirty feet, she is a little TRAITOR! My dear sweet hubby has taught her a terrible thing. Each night, she decides her Daddy's boots and socks must come off and she helps. About a week ago, after each sock, he told her to go throw it on Mama. AND SHE DID. With great joy and glee, I might add. Now he doesn't even have to tell her. Last night she asked him if she could!!
I wish I'd had a video camera set up just to record our time together last night, so I could replay it when I'm feeling down. I started to get out the camera, but I was afraid the spell might be broken. So I guess other than sharing it here, it will just have to be our little memory to replay in our minds when the mood strikes us.
Nothing bad happened to me on Friday; I just felt...blah. I just didn't have the energy or inclination to do anything. Of course, I had to get up, go to work and do my job anyway--that's just what being an adult is about.
But when I got home, an almost magical transformation occurred! Kenneth had come home early and he'd done a little housework which is always welcomed and appreciated. But that's not what really did it. When I came in, he and Ashleigh were playing "Horsey." Which means he gets to be the horse while she bounces around and yells giddyup horsey! So fun to watch. I made a real quick dinner and then the three of us just hung out and played. It was WONDERFUL. The things she comes up with are just hilarious. Like right now, one of her big things is rubbing our back--and we have to rub hers. Well, she started rubbing Kenneth's back and he said "rub my foot." She started to, then said "Foot dirty!" Hilarious, to say the least. But to be fair, she said my feet, her feet and even her Pooh Bear's feet were dirty.
Speaking of dirty feet, she is a little TRAITOR! My dear sweet hubby has taught her a terrible thing. Each night, she decides her Daddy's boots and socks must come off and she helps. About a week ago, after each sock, he told her to go throw it on Mama. AND SHE DID. With great joy and glee, I might add. Now he doesn't even have to tell her. Last night she asked him if she could!!
I wish I'd had a video camera set up just to record our time together last night, so I could replay it when I'm feeling down. I started to get out the camera, but I was afraid the spell might be broken. So I guess other than sharing it here, it will just have to be our little memory to replay in our minds when the mood strikes us.
Tuesday, July 25
Pole Counter???
You'll never guess what I saw recently.
A "Pole Counter Contractor." At least that's what the magnetic signs said on the door of the SUV. And there was a lady, probably early 50's, in shorts, t-shirt and reflective vest who appeared to be counting poles. Hmm....
Wonder what that pays?
And who needs to know exactly how many there are? I'd think the phone company knows how many poles they have installed over the years, just as the electric company would know how many they have installed as well. Maybe someone thinks that there is a pole bandit out running amok placing poles willy-nilly all over the place?
If anyone knows the purpose of this person's job, please let me know!
A "Pole Counter Contractor." At least that's what the magnetic signs said on the door of the SUV. And there was a lady, probably early 50's, in shorts, t-shirt and reflective vest who appeared to be counting poles. Hmm....
Wonder what that pays?
And who needs to know exactly how many there are? I'd think the phone company knows how many poles they have installed over the years, just as the electric company would know how many they have installed as well. Maybe someone thinks that there is a pole bandit out running amok placing poles willy-nilly all over the place?
If anyone knows the purpose of this person's job, please let me know!
Friday, July 21
It Must Be Aliens (and other random thoughts)
Yesterday when preparing to leave the house for work, I couldn't find my keys. Now understand, I have NEVER lost my keys before. EVER. I'm a "always keep them in my purse" kind of girl. I looked and looked to no avail. So I grabbed the spare out of the magnetic box on the bottom of my truck and off to work I went. Then during the day I thought I must have put them in my pocket when going in the house the afternoon before. Nope! More searching last night. Nothing. I even looked through the trash because when pregnant with Ashleigh I threw away Kenneth's cell phone! I wasnt' sure whether to be disappointed or relieved they weren't in the trash either. SO........aliens obviously stole my keys!
You know your taste in music is weird when you can't even understand it yourself! For example, I really can't stand Rihanna's song "Unfaithful!" I mean, come on. Stop your whining. Either dump your man, or stop being a ho! But I LOVE her song "SOS." BUT, I really like the Pussycat Dolls song "Don't Cha." Which, if you don't know...well, here's a line from the song, "Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?" How can this be? I'll just say it's because "Don't Cha" is a fast "fun" song.
I got unreasonably upset this morning when the convenience store didn't have small containers of milk. Just plain old milk. Not chocolate milk, but milk. Why can they have about a quarter million containers of BEER but no milk. I was all upset, but didn't have time to make a second stop before work. So I bought Dr. Pepper. That's almost the same, right? And as I left, guess what was outside? A BEER TRUCK MAKING A DELIVERY! The new Texaco is obviously catering to the alcoholic crowd....
Hope you all have a good weekend. I plan to see if I can find where the aliens stashed my keys...
You know your taste in music is weird when you can't even understand it yourself! For example, I really can't stand Rihanna's song "Unfaithful!" I mean, come on. Stop your whining. Either dump your man, or stop being a ho! But I LOVE her song "SOS." BUT, I really like the Pussycat Dolls song "Don't Cha." Which, if you don't know...well, here's a line from the song, "Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?" How can this be? I'll just say it's because "Don't Cha" is a fast "fun" song.
I got unreasonably upset this morning when the convenience store didn't have small containers of milk. Just plain old milk. Not chocolate milk, but milk. Why can they have about a quarter million containers of BEER but no milk. I was all upset, but didn't have time to make a second stop before work. So I bought Dr. Pepper. That's almost the same, right? And as I left, guess what was outside? A BEER TRUCK MAKING A DELIVERY! The new Texaco is obviously catering to the alcoholic crowd....
Hope you all have a good weekend. I plan to see if I can find where the aliens stashed my keys...
Thursday, July 20
25%!
This is what Peanut looks like about now. Cool, huh? Weird to know that my little one could have the hiccups right now, or jump at a loud noise, and he/she is so small I wouldn't even feel it!
Today officially puts me 25% through my pregnancy.
Only 210 days left to go....
Oh wait!!! Dr. Otey said we'd do the C-section a week early, so that's 203 days, right?
Wednesday, July 19
Update on Life
Haven't posted for awhile, so here's a little recap:
Saturday
Felt great! Had one cranky child though. Did manage to get loads of housework done, in spite of that inconvenience.
Sunday
Didn't feel nearly as good, but my Mom came to visit which is always a treat. Especially this time, since she brought me TWO MORE maternity shirts. I still can't believe I actually NEED them this early. But I weighed again this morning, still 3 lbs. down from my prepregnancy weight. I'm beginning to get my appetite back, though. When I fully enter the "Hungry Cow" phase of pregnancy, that weight thing will change, I know.
Monday
Ashleigh's hospital testing. OH MY GOD IT WAS HORRIBLE! The first test involved inserting a catheter, filling her bladder with dye, then X-raying her when she peed. Well, it was bad enough when I was in the room with her, but I had to leave before the X-rays started due to my pregnancy. She was yelling "Mama, help!" and "I'm sorry!" over and over. I think I cried as much as she did! She calmed down quicker than I did though. When I went back in there to her, she was still crying, but said, "Mama, I on TV." Talking about the X-ray monitor. The ultrasound wasn't nearly as bad. As of now (Wednesday night) still haven't heard anything from the doctor's office. Beginning to lose patience. But the ultrasound tech said that everything looked good, so I'm not too worried about it.
Tuesday
Pretty easy day at work, felt kinda blah. No particular reason...just blah. Ashleigh slept in her toddler bed until about 3am. I couldn't sleep well until about 3am, when she was in bed with us. How much does THAT suck? I want her out of our bed, she needs to be out of our bed, but I couldn't sleep well when she wasn't there!
Wednesday
Felt not quite so blah, very tired though because I didn't sleep well. Made a squash casserole for dinner, it was pretty good. A little too runny, but good.
Ready for the weekend already!
Saturday
Felt great! Had one cranky child though. Did manage to get loads of housework done, in spite of that inconvenience.
Sunday
Didn't feel nearly as good, but my Mom came to visit which is always a treat. Especially this time, since she brought me TWO MORE maternity shirts. I still can't believe I actually NEED them this early. But I weighed again this morning, still 3 lbs. down from my prepregnancy weight. I'm beginning to get my appetite back, though. When I fully enter the "Hungry Cow" phase of pregnancy, that weight thing will change, I know.
Monday
Ashleigh's hospital testing. OH MY GOD IT WAS HORRIBLE! The first test involved inserting a catheter, filling her bladder with dye, then X-raying her when she peed. Well, it was bad enough when I was in the room with her, but I had to leave before the X-rays started due to my pregnancy. She was yelling "Mama, help!" and "I'm sorry!" over and over. I think I cried as much as she did! She calmed down quicker than I did though. When I went back in there to her, she was still crying, but said, "Mama, I on TV." Talking about the X-ray monitor. The ultrasound wasn't nearly as bad. As of now (Wednesday night) still haven't heard anything from the doctor's office. Beginning to lose patience. But the ultrasound tech said that everything looked good, so I'm not too worried about it.
Tuesday
Pretty easy day at work, felt kinda blah. No particular reason...just blah. Ashleigh slept in her toddler bed until about 3am. I couldn't sleep well until about 3am, when she was in bed with us. How much does THAT suck? I want her out of our bed, she needs to be out of our bed, but I couldn't sleep well when she wasn't there!
Wednesday
Felt not quite so blah, very tired though because I didn't sleep well. Made a squash casserole for dinner, it was pretty good. A little too runny, but good.
Ready for the weekend already!
Friday, July 14
Bits & Pieces
Well, here are two more things I said last night that struck me as terribly funny. I was talking to Ashleigh in both cases, just in case you wonder...
::Baby, don't rub your face in my crotch!
::Stop sticking noodles in your nose. No ma'am! STOP IT!! ACK!! Not in your ears either!!!
OK, in retrospect, the noodle thing isn't nearly as funny as the first one. But she was so darn INTENT on getting those noodles into her nose.
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Just found out that Ashleigh's tests are Monday morning at 8:00. Joy. A renal ultrasound and some other test referred to by letters. VCU or something like that? All I know is she freaks out when the doctors try to look in her ears. She might have a heart attack over this. NOT looking forward to it all ALL!
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Last night as I was trying to go to sleep, I realized I needed to adjust my attitude a little. I've been really caught up in worrying about money, bills, etc. Wondering where we're going to put all our "stuff" to make room for the little one on the way. I realized that while that stuff does have to be dealt with, I need to refocus my energy on the joy of bringing a new life into the world. I had such a great pregnancy and actually enjoyed it with Ashleigh; with the knowledge that she might be our only child. I had to remind myself how neat it's going to be when I can feel the baby moving. How exciting it will be to find out if we'll have a boy and girl or two girls. The anticipation of meeting our child for the first time. The joy of seeing Ashleigh with her sibling and knowing that she'll have someone to share her life with that grew up in the same house as her and all that involves.
And on a less "meaningful" note, I had to remind myself that hopefully feeling crappy will end in a few more weeks. Of course, stopping to throw up on the side of the highway this morning didn't really help that pep talk any...I'll spare you those details!
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Totally unrelated to anything really, but just feel the need to share: Shakira really bothers me. I've never been a huge fan, but her song came on the radio the other day and I almost hurt myself changing the station! That voice, UGH! Worse than nails on a chalkboard to me. I'm sure she's a nice person but if I NEVER hear her sing again I'll be truly happy. Sorry if I've offended any Shakira fans; I'll just blame it on pregnancy hormones run amuk!
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Hope you all have a wonderful weekend! I have all sorts of ideas about cleaning out closets, etc. But lets be honest; I'll do well to keep the regular housework done. That and hang out with my family...
::Baby, don't rub your face in my crotch!
::Stop sticking noodles in your nose. No ma'am! STOP IT!! ACK!! Not in your ears either!!!
OK, in retrospect, the noodle thing isn't nearly as funny as the first one. But she was so darn INTENT on getting those noodles into her nose.
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Just found out that Ashleigh's tests are Monday morning at 8:00. Joy. A renal ultrasound and some other test referred to by letters. VCU or something like that? All I know is she freaks out when the doctors try to look in her ears. She might have a heart attack over this. NOT looking forward to it all ALL!
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Last night as I was trying to go to sleep, I realized I needed to adjust my attitude a little. I've been really caught up in worrying about money, bills, etc. Wondering where we're going to put all our "stuff" to make room for the little one on the way. I realized that while that stuff does have to be dealt with, I need to refocus my energy on the joy of bringing a new life into the world. I had such a great pregnancy and actually enjoyed it with Ashleigh; with the knowledge that she might be our only child. I had to remind myself how neat it's going to be when I can feel the baby moving. How exciting it will be to find out if we'll have a boy and girl or two girls. The anticipation of meeting our child for the first time. The joy of seeing Ashleigh with her sibling and knowing that she'll have someone to share her life with that grew up in the same house as her and all that involves.
And on a less "meaningful" note, I had to remind myself that hopefully feeling crappy will end in a few more weeks. Of course, stopping to throw up on the side of the highway this morning didn't really help that pep talk any...I'll spare you those details!
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Totally unrelated to anything really, but just feel the need to share: Shakira really bothers me. I've never been a huge fan, but her song came on the radio the other day and I almost hurt myself changing the station! That voice, UGH! Worse than nails on a chalkboard to me. I'm sure she's a nice person but if I NEVER hear her sing again I'll be truly happy. Sorry if I've offended any Shakira fans; I'll just blame it on pregnancy hormones run amuk!
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Hope you all have a wonderful weekend! I have all sorts of ideas about cleaning out closets, etc. But lets be honest; I'll do well to keep the regular housework done. That and hang out with my family...
Wednesday, July 12
Due Date: February 15
Here's a look at our little peanut, about an inch long right now. Everything about our little one (and my inner workings) looks great, and we even got to hear the heartbeat yesterday. A heartrate of 176 seems awfully fast, but that's normal.
My doctor was really happy for us and answered all my questions. I don't know what came over me, but I didn't even ask him everything I intended to. I think it's because Kenneth was sitting there, I don't know... But I can now safely take certain sinus medicines which is a great relief!
He said he wanted me to come back to see him in 3-4 weeks, but my appointment is actually 5 weeks away, August 18. I'll have another ultrasound at that time (YAY!) just as a precaution since I was on the pill (Ortho Tri-Cyclen, just in case you're wondering) when I got pregnant. I think he's going to want to see me more often this time, for whatever reason. When I asked when we'd find out the sex of the baby, he said about 18 weeks-three visits from yesterday's visit. Well, that'd be 3 visits in 10 weeks (really closer to 9 weeks) and that's alot more than once a month by my calculations! But I don't mind, whatever they think is best. I don't care if I get ultrasounds at every visit! Hearing the heartbeat is nice, but actually seeing your little one is very exciting!
Ashleigh has been sick, with another urinary tract infection. Now they want her to have some tests to make sure there aren't any underlying problems. : ( I don't think there are. I think that it's the first one rearing it's ugly head because giving Ms. Priss her medicine is, well...really, really difficult. Do you know how hard it can be to force an uncooperative toddler to swallow? If not, you are truly blessed!
Thursday, July 6
Fun Weekend
Ashleigh and I went to my parent's house for a few days over the holiday (Kenneth couldn't-he had to work Monday) and Ashleigh had lots of fun in their swimming pool. We didn't get any photos the first time we got in, but here are a few from the second time. Didn't my Daddy do a good job as photographer?
I think this expression is priceless! Wonder how many times I'll get that look as she grows up?
Love how joyful she looks in this one:
She LOVES to splash! I like the way the water drops look in this shot.
I think this expression is priceless! Wonder how many times I'll get that look as she grows up?
Love how joyful she looks in this one:
She LOVES to splash! I like the way the water drops look in this shot.
Better Late Than Never
I know this is a little late, but here are the Father's Day gifts I made. The one with the handprint is Kenneth's, and the one with the baby carriage is my Daddy's. That's how I told my parent's another grandbaby was on the way!
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