Inept: My feeling this afternoon.

I'm going to begin this blog by quoting verbatim an email that I sent today to our dear friend, Nikki. ("Life of a Flat Foot Floozy" blog over there on the right)((don't yet understand the linking aspect of Blogger.))

"Oh my Gosh.

I just went to babys r us to take a gander.
I want to cry.
Mental Overload.
How in the world did you know where to begin?

I'm gonna freak out. AHHHHHH"

And that pretty much sums up my afternoon.
:)

Nikki did, however, calm my anxiety by quickly replying back offering to go with the both of us to help. And I quickly accepted. I love you, Nikki.

You know, We LOVED registering for our wedding. We got to play with the scanner thing, have eyes bigger than our wallet, and have FUN...we simply had confidence in this field. I was shopping for my home, on someone else's dime. ;) How hard could this be? It wasn't. It was fabulous.

I suppose the stress comes into play with this registry b/c it's for another little person who will NEED the junk I register for. Not WANT....NEED. I went online today to babys r us to take a look around, to get familiarized...but then I quickly clicked the X in the top right hand corner of my screen and took 3 deep breaths. Then read about Cardinals Spring Training.

At least I have my stroller picked out.
Something I need not register for as my Mom is gifting this.

Hurrumpf.

Day Off

Ahhh, a day off. Went to the dentist this morning, got my toofers in check. Scheduled my next appt for after the baby is born...2nd thing planned for after-the-fact! Means it's not too, too far away!

Not sure what to do with my day--I have some pictures I want to take for some baby keepsakes, a nice big-fat healthy turkey sandwich made for lunch, perhaps I'll start my 3rd book in as little as many weeks...just Veg out and casually accomplish things~~it's nice that way!

~Editor's note~ I have a afternoon apps scheduled with my girlfriend Tiffany and then dinner scheduled with a couple that we are good friends with....not too bad of a day I'd say!

Hope everyone's enjoying their Monday too!

Kodachrome

Another snow-covered start this morning.
Driving to work.
9 Miles from home.
Hardly long enough for more than 3 songs.
Last song that pops on.~~Kodachrome~~Paul Simon
Make my day I tell ya!!
Stayed in the car until it finished.
Late arrival to my office.
B.F.D.
All kinds of pumped.
Dancing and Drumming along.
Upbeat song!
Daydreamin' of dancing with our baby, at our cabin.
21 weeks left and counting!!
Does this song make yo botty move too?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SExsuRIGAlg


Here are they lyrics to follow along with! If you really research this song, there are million different interpretations...which I LOVE about music!!~~Please listen!!


When I think back
On all the crap I learned in high school
It's a wonder
I can think at all
And though my lack of edu---cation
Hasn't hurt me none
I can read the writing on the wall

Kodachrome
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, Oh yeah
I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph
So mama don't take my Kodachrome away

If you took all the girls I knew
When I was single
And brought them all together for one night
I know they'd never match
my sweet imagination
everything looks WORSE in black and white

Kodachrome
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, Oh yeah
I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph
So mama don't take my Kodachrome away

Mama don't take my Kodachrome away
Mama don't take my Kodachrome away
Mama don't take my Kodachrome away

Mama don't take my Kodachrome
Mama don't take my Kodachrome
Mama don't take my Kodachrome away

Mama don't take my Kodachrome
Leave your boy so far from home
Mama don't take my Kodachrome away
Mama don't take my Kodachrome

Mama don't take my Kodachrome away

Guest Blog #3 "Winter Blues-things I do at work"

Is anyone else tired of winter? I have definitely had enough. don't get me wrong, I like the snow. I have awesome memories of sledding and getting to be off school, but I am arguably an adult now. I don't get off work because of snow. Even if I could, I wouldn't be able to go sledding, because most of the hills by our house are at schools and there's a new law stating that you have to be accompanied by a child to be on school property. *I don't know if that is actually true, but it would be weird for me to get my sled out and go sledding with the neighborhood kids.*

I'm ready to take the trash out without having to look like Randy from the Christmas Story. I'm ready to go mountain biking again. I'm ready to go camping and get out to Kelly's (sp change because of stalkers-remember?) family's lake house. Bottom line is that there is a lot more things to do when it's Spring and Summer. So, because boredom has taken it's toll, I am going to list the things that I have been doing at work to pass the time. I manage a bicycle shop, so keep in mind that we are a seasonal store, it is very slow right now. Don't judge me.

Take naps- This is a great way to pass the time. Usually I'm only good for a power nap because my ass falls asleep when I'm in my chair with my feet on the desk. Regardless, this energizes me so I can slack off to my full potential.

Ride bikes inside- Easy way to bring out the kid in you. Set up obsticles and ride. Being sure not to damage customer's bikes, or the stores bikes, because I'd have a lot of explaining to do. No matter what, can't let the owner see this happening, it is strictly against regulations.

Surf the web- This can be very time consuming, but also very frustrating. Let me explain. We still have dial-up at the shop. You see, dial-up was the thing that made that REALLY annoying noise when the computer is trying to connect to the web. It takes forever to load a page, let alone check email, and loses connection very often. I don't have that kind of time.

See if I can eat an entire PB&J sandwich w/o taking a drink- Seems impossible, right? But I have infact done it. I don't make baby sandwiches either. I'm talkin' double-decker, 3 pieces of bread PB&J's. It's awkward the one time a customer comes in as I'm in the middle of achieving the impossible.

Movie day at work- I don't do this very often, it makes me feel guilty. I bring my wifey's computer in and stop by Red Box to get a couple a flicks. Takes up half the day, and nobodys the wiser.

(And Last, but not least)
Occasionally fix a bike- I would love more work-related things to do at work, but like I said, noone is thinking about riding bikes in -7 degree windchill. I am though, getting a few bikes fixed up to donate to needy-kids with the help of our friend, (rhymes with Banana, stupid stalkers). I told you not to judge me!

Well, it's nap time, so I don't want to write my blog anymore. Have a good rest of the week, and if you have a crappy bike that you don't want anymore, let me, Kelly or Banana know so we can fix it, and give it to a kid that can use it.

Ch Ch Ch Ch Changes (turn and face the strain)

I have requested 2 weeks of vacation prior to my 13 week maternity leave, to prepare my house, my husband, my family, and myself for what's about to rock our world!! (Well, not "about" in a sense of current time, but you get the point.) I have been at my current job for 10 years as of June. I get mad vacation, and mad maternity~~loves it!!

Anyhow.

I am so super-excited to be out of the corporate world for a few months, that I have a list of to-do's for myself, to be accomplished right before, or for those that have to wait, for right after the baby is born.

Here we go!~and not particularly in this order!

1.) Hello Mystic Tans! Never have had this done, I usually bake myself~but that's not healthy. So spray me already!!

2.) Fixin' to get this mop on my head straightened, dyed summin' crazy and cut, ya hur me?

3.) I haven't decided on the exact colors yet, but I am getting 3 different colored extensions attached to my dome, all over...(did I mention I am off work for like THREE months?)

4.) I will be getting two new tattoos. Yes hubby, I said two. One of my new family name's motto, (in Latin of course)-(to match my maiden name one)...and the second in relation to my baby somehow. That one I haven't quite decided on, but it shall come to me, I just know it. This will put my tat count to 7. Good thing I get addicted to PERMANANT things, eh?

5.) One not-so-permanant form of expression I will be delving into is Henna. I've already purchased the kit, and chosen my artist, (rock it sis!). This will be to decorate my belly once I'm huge and not feeling so pretty!

~~There's a zillion other things rushing through my head, like scrapbooks for the baby when it arrives, etc...but I figured I would post the things I am going to do for myself, before I put my needs and wants on the back burner!!

I smell Spring in the air, and it reminds me that there are some changes-a-comin'. These days, that's all I want!

Ch Ch Ch Ch Changes!!!!

Didn't Realize

I did not realize how freakin hard it would be to 'blog' when you are never at home.

I thought for sure when I got pregnant that we'd be spending more time in the house, not having late nights and just takin' it easy all around. Not True. The first two weeks of the months I work 60 hours a week (not the norm, per say, but with America being Modification-happy, we are left with no choice). ((I work in the mortage industry and corporate America right now is SLAMMED!!!)) So, not walking in the front door until after 6pm, then taking care of regular-life crap, I'm spent. Weekends are spent catching up with friends and family that we rarely get a chance to see during the week anymore~~we've been hitting two/three different 'groups' a day some weekends just to keep in the loop!! I really do hope things start to slow down a bit...I've got a lot of half-finished to-do lists/projects layin' around and I'd like to put my time, mind and energy into them and get them finished!!

So, sorry blog-world, I haven't kept up as much as I thought I would. Hopefully I can get something fun out here before this week's Guest-Blogger session!

Guest Blog #2 "Fibs, harmless right?"

Today on my day off I was at Schnuck's picking up Kelly's (sp change because of stalkers-remember?) pre-natal vitamins. During my 20 minute wait I ventured to the magazine and book rack. The book that caught my eye was by the girl that does the show "Chelsey Lately" and it was titled "Dear Vodka, It's Me Chelsey". First off, tell me that's not an awesome title of a book. The first chapter was about how she told a fib when she was young. This immediately sparked my usually lacking memory, about how I think telling fibs can be hilarious, with mild-to-serious repercussions.

I cannot go through every fib I have ever told, but I will narrow it down to the three that stick out most. I will start out with the one that I believe might have been my first blatant fib. I was in elementary school, about 1st or 2nd grade, (I can't remember, like I said, I don't have a good memory). One day at recess all the kids were playing, Me with myself...I mean, by myself, because I was kind of a loner in elementary school. (Very mysterious, the chicks dug it, and I had plenty of friends in my head) Well all of a sudden there was utter chaos, all the kids started running over to the fence and there stood the greatest thing that could happen at recess, a dog. Everyone was talking and saying how cool it was, and 'wondering whose dog it is'. I, with the confidence of a teeny-bopper on the red carpet, said "It's mine." Oooh! What's up? All eyes on me!! Which I believe is where I wasted my 15 minutes of fame. Then my reality came crashing down, the teacher comes over and disperses the mob, all of the smart-ass little brats say, "It's ok, It's Patrick's". At this moment, my barely formed nuts fell out of my shorts. The teacher says, "Patrick, make sure you lock your dog up so it doesn't come back anymore". I say, "Ok". Crisis averted right? Wrong. The effin dog came back the next two days, and at this point I'm balls deep in the mess, I can't say I "fibbed" so I stuck to my guns, "let it ride" the devil on my shoulder said. The next day it was obvious that the dumb-ass real owner of the dog locked it up, like a responsible pet owner, because the dog never came back. Except for a littel stress and anxiety, no body was hurt and I was eventually elected as class president. Just kidding.

Fib #2. My middle initial is W. You know how curious kids are in 6th grade, so, my future best friend asked me what the W stood for. First name that came to my mind was Wilbur. As he began laughing outloud, I was laughing internally because he obviously believed my fib. After random taunts, my friend-whose name ryhmes with Madam-eventually lost interest and the topic was never discussed again. Until we were 28 years old. Kelly mentioned my real middle name, to which my friend pointed and laughed at her, saying that I lied to her. Not True my friend. I "fibbed" to you! I have to admit that when he found out he was a little hurt that I kept it going for so long, but at the same time, it is hard to be sympathetic when you're laughing so hard you could shit yourself. The Verdict: The friend is over it and I got a really good laugh, no harm done.

Fib #3. This is by far the best one I have ever gotten people to believe. While I was in the Marine Corps, at the end of my enlistment, my platoon went on what they call, 'a float'. This means we jump on a Navy ship and go to different places in the world and show off our muscle. Before I go on, let me say that if you're not on an aircraft carrier (which we were not) there isn't anything to do on a Navy ship. This took place in the middle of September in 2001. This date might ring a bell. On our way to Africa we got the news about what had happened back home, and of course people began to panic, very understandably. Boredom is at it's extreme two weeks into a trip accross the ocean. I went to a crew chief meeting that was called, which the lower ranking Marines did not get the pleasure of attending. Perfect for my next "fib". When I got back to the platoon's bunking area (our room) I put on my most serious face and said "Hey Marines, gather around real quick, I need to pass on some news. I was just informed that we are the closest unit to Iraq, so they're sending us after those bastards" Shortly afterwards, I went to the mess hall to eat dinner. Holy Crap. When I got back I could have sworn WWIII was taking place. Guys aged 18-25 running around trying to email home, one guy crying, and others talking shit about what they were going to do in the face of battle. An extremely large amount of anxiety set in. I had no idea they would take it so seriously, after all, I'm the guy that is never serious, seriously. Word got passed to my commander that I had passed on some bad info, so a platoon formation (gathering) was held. Wonder what this could be about? After my commander gave a geography lesson, and told the Marines that there were a lot of other units a lot closer than we were, I was reprimanded. To say it nicely. I tell you what, our bathroom never looked so spotless, our hallway glistened, my push-up count increased drastically and everyone was well rested because I pulled all of the night-watch for a loooong time. Now that I think about it that was a pretty shitty thing to tell people. Oh well, what's done is done.