Friday, February 24, 2006

Happiness



Brownie batter. Does the body good.





Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Things.

I need a haircut/trim. My last one was January '05. Yes. You read that correctly. 2005! Pathetic. Ok. That's it for today.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

More noble than I

I enjoy reading this "mommy" blog, but when I read that she diapers her baby in cloth, my first reaction was, what is she smoking? Although after doing some reading on it, it sounds like it could be appealing, if only for the money saved. Hmmm... I never really considered the idea until now. I just recall watching my mom merrily sloshing out turd infested diapers in the toilet and thinking, "I will never do that." And remember those massive diaper pins? How scary. I always half expected to hear my little brother screaming bloody murder, because he had been stabbed by one. So, to sum things up... I must be smoking something to actually be entertaining the idea. If you ask me my views on this tomorrow, I'll probably just look at you like you're crazy and ask, "where did you get the idea that I would ever want to do that?"

Friday, February 10, 2006

A day of mourning

So... Tonight is the last Arrested Development show. Fox cancelled it to make extra room on the schedule for more noteworthy shows liked Stacked. What the.....Wh-wh-why?

yes. I know I'm crazy.

For the last week I have been waking up at 3:08 am every. single. night. I'll fall asleep after an hour or so of tossing and turning, then I'll wake up for the day at 5:30ish. Today I woke up at 6am, and what do you think I decided to do with my precious extra half hour of sleep?? Completely reorganize the kitchen, of couse! I started thowing things away with a wild abandon, and by the time C.N. came out to the kitchen an hour and a half later I had filled 3 contractor bags up with garbage I had collected from around the house. He just looked at me and said, "Is this what pregnant people normally do in their last trimester?"

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

scandalous!

I found this picture, and it made me laugh. As most of you know Min. is extremely "girly." I have no clue where she got it. This picture is from Christmas, all the kids and relatives were gathered around opening presents. When Mini M saw this particular present she received, she quickly stripped down to her skivvies in front of everyone so she could wear it immediately. Hopefully she'll stop the spontaneous stripping by the time she's 16. So here she is, my little princess hussy.

Monday, February 06, 2006

MPE alert.

I woke up this morning (after waking up about every hour for the 9 millionth straight night) and realized that I am not ready for the "arrival" of Min-E.

Don't get me wrong, I'm ready for her arrival- get. her. out. now....pleeeease.... I just don't have some of the necessary baby products needed. Since we are moving right after the baby, I don't have a room to set up her crib etc... (wahhh.) so our room will have to become the breeding grounds for diapers, wipes, various baby butt creams, and nursing pads, to name a few. I really need to get a bassinet and a glider. Both of which I don' t have money for, seeing that I'm trying to save up to buy a HOUSE. Now, this may not sound like a big deal to you, but at this point, I'm feeling the same about this as I would about the apocalypse. So... I must do what anyone else in this situation would do... attempt to crawl on my hands and knees to my mother and beg her to donate to the MPE (Massively Pregnant and Emotional) cause.

Although, once I get down on my hands and knees, I may never get back up. My next blog post will read as follows: SoS...haelp!...preggerladyydown. (see... I won't be able to type correctly, because I'll be laying on the floor...)

Thursday, February 02, 2006

The tum.


This, my friend is what 17 lbs look like strapped to one's belly.

I went to the doctor's the other day for my monthly check up... you know... pee in a cup, try not to spill pee in a cup, (which I did) sheepishly present nurse with remaining pee in a cup, be weighed in front of the entire nursing staff etc.... Mini M. loves to come with me, most likely because the nurse always gives her candy.
She also gets a kick out of hearing Min-E's (no, I'm not going to tell you her name) "heart-beep." The other day she very seriously asked me if the baby is going to break my tummy when it comes out. Sweet little human....

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

J.B.

C.N. got me a James Blunt cd for no apparent reason. Don't you love it when the fellas do that? It's a good album, he's a sweet little Brittish girly-man. Listen away.

um... is there supposed to be a hole in the ceiling??

So, as many of you know we will be moving sometime this spring or early summer. We've been thinking about where we might want to live, or more importantly, where we can afford to live. Yesterday, after dropping off Mini M. at my sister's house, C.N. and I ventured into the historical district of Pontiac to look at some houses. That area can be insanely quaint and pretty, or slightly frightening. A couple of the houses we looked at were so sweet and loaded with character, while a couple more were not quite right. (to say the least) The first house we looked at had been foreclosed, and you could tell the previous owners weren't thrilled about it. There were random holes in the walls and ceilings, and pieces of broken mirrors glued to the walls. It was really too bad, the house itself was big, had a good sized yard, and could have been beautiful. (If you had lots 'o money to put into it.) Tut tut.

The next house we looked at cracked C.N. and I up. It was an ok little house, but in the basement was a "cage-like" contraption. A whole part of the basement was split off by chicken wire, and on the door of the "cage" were 3 padlocks. Hmmm.... I'm sure it was just for whoever had lived there's dogs, but it still looked a bit strange. The poor real estate lady wouldn't even go in the basements. She had this look on her face like she expected a body or two to be down there. When we were finished, she seemed quite relieved to hop back into her Chrysler Pacifica and use her GPS system to navigate her back to Bloomfield Hills.

Don't get me wrong though, all houses in Pontiac aren't like that. Take a look at this cute little sucker.

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Welcome to Em's world. I am a stay at home/ work at home (when the odd job presents itself) mom. I have the privilege to spend every single day with my sweet/crazy 5 yr. old daughter, Mini M. and my little man, Baby W. who was born May 3rd. I can't forget the best part of my life- my hub. C.N., who happens to be the sweetest, funniest fella alive. We have been married almost 6 years. So that's me and my fam.