Back in January I made a New Year's Resolution that before the end of the year I would make one article of clothing. To date I have not done anything to make this happen, except for buy a pattern for a skirt that I have no idea how to use.
But this is all about to change! Tomorrow my sister Angie and I are taking our first sewing lesson with this super talented friend of Angie's. I can't wait to see how this goes.
Being pregnant is actually pretty hilarious. I know, most people don't look at it as humorous but with all the nonsense happening with my body, I don't see how it is anything but hilarious. Here are my top three:
1.) You can start getting nosebleeds. I found this out while innocently watching TV. I thought I had a sniffle and sort of swiped my nose only to be greeted with a bloody hand. I went into the bathroom and I had blood dripping on the floor. I've never had a bloody nose before so I had to ask my husband how to stop it. I had read that your shouldn't tilt your head back anymore.
2.) Sometimes your boobs feel like they are on fire. I know people tell you that your boobs hurt and that they grow, nobody says, "Hey, those things are going to feel like you massaged them with Icy-Hot. But they do! Oh, they very much do.
3.) Apparently, pregnancy makes you grow peach fuzz on your face.
Don't say I never shared valuable information with you.
On Saturday morning at 7:30 I was going to take my car to get an oil change because I am a very responsible grown up type person. Usually when I take the car to get an oil change, I drop it off early on Saturday morning and walk back to my house to wait for it to get finished. The car place is only about 6 blocks away.
This Saturday when I was leaving I woke Jay up to tell him where I was going. He insisted that I needed "an escort" because he had watched some show about a woman that was abducted in broad daylight. But he didn't want to just ride up there and walk home. OH NO. That would have been too easy. He wanted to meet me at the garage on his bike and ride home while I walked. You must understand that my husband doesn't ride a bike in athletic wear or anything. He'll ride a bike in jeans and steel toe boots if that's what suits him. He also doesn't just casually pedal, he pedals like he's trying to get away from zombies...balls out like a madman. You should also understand he was hung over and ultra ornery.
So I said, "Sure."
I went up dropped my car off and began walking home. And what do I see off in the distance? A crazy person hauling ass on a mountain bike in cargo shorts, an undershirt, crocs and let's not forget, the winter hat. It was pretty chilly out.
This is my man.
On August 14th the husband and I celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary. He sent me flowers at work, the same flowers I had in my wedding bouquet. I've never had flowers delivered at work.
In celebration of our wedding, here is my favorite picture of us at the reception.
You know that song "Boogie Shoes?" That is totally one of our songs.
Other than the baby news, lots has been happening. My husband turned 30, my mom lost her house and then found another one, my sister Angie got married, my nieces turned 7 and 4, my brother turned 14 (haven't loaded those pictures yet. ) My youngest niece is 2 months away from walking. My new job is good and a little stressful. Here are some pictures:
Yeah the husband and I finally decided to get rid of all of our independence and disposable income by procreating. People also tell me that I will never sleep again.
I am currently 12 weeks, 10 weeks in the pictures below, We're pretty excited, heard a little heartbeat last week and man was it fast! Next monday we have an ultrasound.
THIS IS NOT A DRESS!
This is a shirt...it needs to be worn with PANTS...not bare legs...and NOT those damn leggings/tights.
If you think this is a dress and you are wearing it without pants, you may be mistaken for a streetwalker. Nobody should be wearing something this short...with heels...in the afternoon...at the used record store.
Get a hold of yourself!
I think I have a problem. I am not to blame, the fault lies with the after Christmas/end of season sales. I've recently been bombarded with really cute, REALLY cheap shoes. I think I have bought more shoes in the last 2.5 months than in the last year. But man, they are adorable!
Want to see?
$11.00
$13.00
$20 These aren't my exact pair but they are similar. Mine aren't patent leather and the strap is thinner.
$13. These are mystery shoes. I tried to find them online so I could have the fancy picture with the white background but they don't exist anywhere. Not even on the Laura Ashley site. Strange.
See! I told you it wasn't my fault.
This year I have contributed to saving the earth by:
1.) Requesting two extra recycle bins from my waste management company so I can recycle MORE.
2.) At my new job they drink alot of canned soda and bottled water. Before I got there they had no recycling but now I collect it all and bring it home to put in my extra recycle bin (see number 1.)
I recently got back in touch with a friend of mine from college. Mary and I had lost touch but not for any particular reason so it wasn't hard to just pick back up where we left off. Mary has always been adventurous and uninhibited and I always admired that about her, so when she told me that she had a "new secret hobby" and that if I dared I could show up at a given address tonight at 7:30 and prepare to be entertained.
Who could resist such a dare?
So I dragged my friend Jacqui along and to the clandestine location, where we paid $5 at the door and stepped into a dance studio with an eastern theme. And ladies in twirly skirts with chimes and scarves.
Mary's super secret hobby was belly dancing. And seriously those ladies can shake it. It's like their bodies were divided into sections that could move together or separately. I thought it was pretty cool, especially since all the dancers were so comfortable in their skin and looked better with more meat on their bones.
Of course, it totally tempted me to come home and stand in front of the mirror and see if I could move my body in separate but equal parts.
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