May 29, 2009

Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner

I have been LAZY when it comes to blogging. My life has just been busy. I love it. The Hubster normally travels a lot but for the past two weeks he has been around, so I have been with him. My poor computer was so lonely.

Anyways. I though I would address a few things that are annoying me.

1. The fact Notre Dame had President Obama come speak. I am not against wanting the President to come speak at your graduation. I just don't get why they would have him come give a speech, then after, criticize him. Um, HELLO!! Everyone knows his opinions are the exact opposite of the Catholic Church. Why would you want him there if it was just going to cause an outrage? I am not saying I am for or against Obama, I just felt bad that they invited him to come, then just bashed him afterwards.

2. Miss California. Uggh. Aren't her 15 minutes of fame over yet? Her gay marriage comment, doesn't bother me. It's the fact that we are still paying attention to her and her nude pictures. Lets move on to real issues. Seriously, lets do it.

3. Here in Las Vegas, a man made a turn in front of an officer and killed him. The officer was doing 109mph in a 35mph zone with no lights or sirens. The guy was automatically to blame for not yielding to an emergency vehicle. Now, if the officer had his lights and sirens on, MAYBE, just maybe, the guy would have known the cop was speeding and that he needed to wait to make his turn. He was also charged with a DUI for having a blood alcohol limit of .03. The legal limit here is .08, so he was WELL UNDER the limit. One beer can put you at .03. Of course, the police department is covering their butts by saying he failed the field sobriety test. Who wouldn't fail it after that impact?!?! The guy was involved in a crash with a car going 109mph, then he gets out of his car, throws dirt on it to prevent fire, then tries to pull the officer out of his car. Pretty sure he wasn't drunk. Why do we have a legal limit if we are just going to punish people for being UNDER it? It is very very sad that this officer's life was taken, but what is even sadder, is that we are blaming this innocent guy just because it was a police officer. It was an accident, leave the innocent guy alone.

Let's see, what else is irritating me.........

Teething toddlers. This poor boy is miserable. His bottom molars are finally through, now it's time for the top ones to come in and make his life hell. He is fussy and whiny and crabby ALL.THE.TIME. Help, please.

Going Green

So there is a new love in my life.
Green cleaning supplies!!
Eco Store provides plant based household cleaning products, baby products and pet products. They are all toxin free and environmentally friendly.
I had the opportunity to try the Toilet Cleaner and the Citrus Spray Cleaner. I must say, that I love them both!! The smell the products give off is just a clean smell. No more choking on the strong chemical smell. They clean just as well, if not better, as the leading products on the shelves at all the stores. So far, Eco Store products are available online and at Meijer stores in the Midwest. If you would like to try these products for yourself, just leave a comment and I will randomly pick some one to win a $25 gift card to use at the Eco Store.
Good luck!!

May 20, 2009

Little Boy Update

I have no good stories, so I thought I would post some updated pictures of Little Boy.

Hubster got Little Boy a seat to go on the back of MY bike. I love the idea, but Little Boy is 30lbs. That's a lot of weight to carry. You can see by the look on his face, he is just as excited as I was.

Look at this face!!!!!
Once we got going though, he loved it. He was "oooing and aaahhing" the whole way.

We have also been been spending time at the pool. This is obviously our fancy shmancy blowup pool in our backyard. This pool comes in handy when I don't feel like packing us up and driving to the real pool.
This is the pose he does when I say, "Say cheese!!"

Ok, so as I am writing this blog and looking at the pictures, I am noticing that Little Boy has an attitude problem. Look at him. Sassy!!!
This is his new table that The Hubster bought for him.
He loves to read his books at his table.

He also loves to get up there and blow raspberries. Every once in awhile he will get up there and table dance, when I get that on film, you will be the first to know.

Belly, Where Are You?

I am down another 3 lbs!! Exciting right? I am loving it. Minus the fact that all my clothes that I love, are now becoming a little too big for me.

May 13, 2009

I'm Official Like A Referee With A Whistle

It's Weight Watchers Wednesday people and I am officially losing weight.

Let me just tell you, you know you were big when the Hubster is now bragging about how much weight you lost! Haha, he kills me. He loves to tell everyone how skinny I am now and how much weight I lost. I am so happy he brags, but at the same time I am thinking, "man, I must have been a HUUGGEE biatch!" (sorry for the profanity, that saying just fit.) =)

I know I didn't report on my skinniness last week, it was a crazy week. Not for weight loss, just for me. Very busy. But I am glad to say that I am down 5lbs since the last WW Wednesday. I know that may not seem like a lot, but for me, it is. I am in that "I only have 10 lbs to go" phase. So every LB that I say see ya to, makes me happy.

Now, if I could just get my butt to the gym. I have been doing the Wii Fit, but I need more.

Too bad I am just lazy!

May 7, 2009

Oldie, But Goodie

I posted this back in October, but because I have so many prego people in my life right now, I felt the need to bring it back. So here it goes......

I was at Target the other day, and I overheard a conversation with an employee and a pregnant woman checking out. It was such an awkward conversation and I wanted to climb over the counter and punch the employee in the nose.
It just made me think back to my pregnancy and reminded me of all the stuff that people I DIDN'T know would say that irritated me.
Are you pregnant?
My response was always "No, I am just really fat!!"
Don't ask this question ever!! What if they are heavy and not carrying a little nemo in there? Then how bad do you feel? And if they are pregnant, it is none of your business anyway!
When are you due?
This question really annoyed me!! Only because when I would tell them the date, they would start going on and on about their due date and how their baby came late or early and blah blah. By the time they were done, my ice cream was melted or my french fries were cold (which ever one my little fetus was craving at the time).
Can I touch your belly?
Um, no. Never. Please back away from me.
Is it a boy or girl?
Does it really matter? Seriously. Once I tell you what it is, you are then going to ask what name I have, then you will proceed to give me your opinion on my name choice. Can I remind you that I am pregnant and very moody??
How much weight have you gained?
Excuse me? How much weight have you gained, fatty? Would you say this to someone who wasn't pregnant? So why would you say it to a prego when her hormones haven't seen normal in 6 months? Some people's children!!
Are you going to breastfeed?
This one was my favorite.
I would NEVER ask someone I didn't know, if they were going to put the baby on the boob. That is such a personal decision and none of your business, nosey lady at walmart!!

Another great thing is when you go to dinner and people get these scared looks on their faces like if they don't order before you, they might not get any. That's the best.
And last but not least, how about when you go to lunch with your parents and when you order an appetizer and a sandwich, your dad looks at you and says, "No wonder you are 200lbs."
I am serious, my Dad said that to me. It's hilarious now, but then, I think I cried hysterically.
It was embarrassing.
I am sure there are plenty more questions or comments that people say, those were just the ones that random strangers would ask me on a daily basis. It's amazing how once you have a little nemo taking up residence inside of you, people think that have a right to know every detail of how it got there and how it's getting out.

Remember, if you don't know them, leave pregnant girls alone.
And if you do know them? Don't ask to enter them into a hot dog eating contest.

May 3, 2009

Job Opening

The family and I were at Einstein Bagels this morning. First of all, the line was OUT.THE.DOOR. when we got there. They only had one order taker. (can you kind of see where this is going?)
After waiting so patiently in line for 15+ minutes, it was finally our turn to order what we wanted. I start to tell the guy what I want and he is repeating my order to me like he was The Copy Machine Guy on Saturday Night Live. After the Hubster tells him what he wants, I give him my name.
This is where it all went down hill.
As I tell the kid (he was a kid) my name, he looks at me with this, "I just saw a ghost" face. I immediately assume he can't spell my name. I start to spell it for him. He still looks stunned. I finally say, "OK, what's the problem?" OK, now brace yourself, I am not making up his response. He looks right at me and says, "I am just so confused because I swear someone before you just said that was their name." I laughed. I know that is rude, don't lecture me. But seriously, he really said that to me? The whole time I am hitting the Hubster in the leg like, can you believe this kid?
So after I recovered from my shock, I say to him, "OK, well it probably was their name, it's mine too." The kid still looks confused. So then I tell him to put it under the Hubster's name. Nope, that just confused him more. I say to him, "what's the issue?" Brace yourself again. He says, "I am still just confused, like, did I already ask you your name or was that really the persons name who ordered before you?" Um hello, like I know the persons name in front of me!! I finally just say to him, "I have no clue, but there are people out there that have the same name." And just like that, he snapped out of his stunned look and said, "Oh yeah, totally, you're right."
p.s. I ended the story there because, need I say more?