Monthly Archive for February, 2005

Lindsay’s First Year

Ok, this is my first shot at trying to get videos or other fancy
slideshow type things to work, so let me know if you’re able to see
this or not everyone.  You are going to have to download the Windows Media Viewer VERSION 10
if it’s not already on your computer, but it’s worth it to be able to
see the nice slideshow I made, right?  ;)  Just click on the
download button, and if it doesn’t start right away, hit the "start
download" button.

I wanted to make one like this with pics and music for Lindsay’s first
birthday, but there was just so much going on at that time that I
couldn’t get around to it.  So here one finally is, a couple
of  months late.  Turn your sound on, close the other stuff
you’re doing so your computer will run it smoothly, and Enjoy.

Weekend Adventures

I just posted a TON of pics for your viewing pleasure.


Barney’s parents
came to visit this weekend and we had a blast as
always.  The guys went golfing a lot of the time, which is nice,
because Barney never really has anyone to go with up here, and Dodo and
Lindsay and I went shopping, walking, to the park, and just hung out at
the house.

Saturday evening, Barney and I snuck away on our
own to go out for a nice dinner at a restaurant on the bay.  We
planned to go to a movie afterwards, but just like what happened last
time we tried to stay out late, we ended up being so full and tired
after dinner, that we just ended up going home.  Aren’t we
romantic?  ;)  It was still really nice to get out alone
together though, and good for Lindsay to have someone else put her to
bed.

After Dodo and Jerry left Sunday afternoon, we took a family nap and then went for a nice bike ride in the beautiful weather.  Before returning to the car, we took a little detour to the park and had some fun goofing off there for a little while.

Overall a near perfect weekend.  God I sound so cheery.  But I can’t help it, I am.  :)

Random Thoughts

Ok, I’ve realized there are a couple of things that have happened in
the past week or two that I haven’t blogged about, so here goes.

As a person who grew up in a freaking zoo (horses, dogs, cats, lizards,
fish, birds, ferrets, chinchillas, sugar gliders, hamsters, rabbits,
etc), I absolutely love animals, and feel a bit sad that we don’t have
one as part of our family.  So, a couple weeks ago, I finally
broke down and was going through animal withdrawals and bought Lindsay
and I a baby hamster.  It’s not a dog, I know, it’s a rather
useless little animal so it’s not exactly part of the family, but we
both get so much enjoyment out of it, so I think it was worth the $6 in
the long run.   I won’t even tell you what Barney suggested
for a name, as his mother would faint, but until he comes up with a
nicer name, we’re calling it Peanut.  Lindsay spent most of this
evening laughing at the crazy circus hamster who was climbing her water
bottle and trying to pull a houdini out of her cage.  Each
unsuccessful attempt sent her falling to the shavings below, where she
would bounce, and Lindsay would giggle like crazy. 

Barney is slowly warming up to Peanut, as he’s not exactly an animal
person.  He, on the complete opposite end of the spectrum from me,
grew up in a house with no pets, (largely due to the fact that his mom
is terribly allergic to animals) so he never caught the "animal bug",
nor ever learned that animals can be a wonderful asset to the family,
and teach children all sort of wonderful lessons.  Heck, if I
hadn’t had horses and dogs to train and take care of in my life growing
up, I could very well have gone on a less than desirable path due to
lack of activity and responsibility.   But Barney even pet
and fed Peanut the other night.  I was really impressed and my
heart swelled that my love for animals might slowly be rubbing off on
him.  ;)

I think eventually I might be able to talk him into a dog.  A
little dog.  Almost like a cat.  That he won’t really
notice.  That I can hide in my purse.  ;)  Just
kidding.  mostly…  That’ll be several years from now
though, maybe when the munchkins are both in school and I want another
"baby" to take care of.  And Barney can’t say no to me AND our
cute little pleading kids, right?  ;)

Ok, totally off topic, but the other new thing is that we bought a cool
jogging stroller/bike trailer that holds two kids.  We’ve already
gone on a few rides, and many walks, and I love it.  Lindsay seems
to as well because she has the whole thing to herself right now, so she
gets to stretch out with her blanket, water bottle, and book, and just
go along for the ride.  I’ve never been much of a biker, but this
has been really fun, and a welcome alternative to walking.  It’s a
blast to be able to go so much faster, and get a chance to see more of
our local trails.  I’m also staying in shape, which is an added
bonus.  Please, please let the nice weather continue so I can keep
using it!

I’ll surely take some pictures this weekend when Dodo and Jerry visit,
so you’ll get some updates on Monday.  Sorry I’ve been so bad
about keeping up on the blogging, I’ll try to get back into a
routine.  :)

Swe-e-t Em-o-tion

I have to stop listening to country music.

Don’t
get me wrong, I like country, except for the really twangy annoying
stuff, but most of it’s great.  However, I need to stop listening
in the car because I’ve decided it’s detrimental to my, and Lindsay’s
health.

With Hangnail’s pregnancy going strong, and affecting
my emotions more strongly than Lindsay’s did, my heightened sensitivity
and country music just don’t mix well.  There are a few songs in
particular that send tears rolling down my cheeks every time I hear
them, and this, along with driving, do not go well together. 
Don’t ask me why they do this, they just do, and there’s nothing I can
do to stop it, except of course to turn the radio off.  I know
there are many more, but the ones I heard today are, in no particular
order:

God’s Will and In My Daughter’s Eyes, both by Martina McBride
and American Soldier, by Toby Keith.

Just a warning, don’t listen to these while you’re pregnant if you are
an emotional basketcase like myself.  The really scary thing is
that it’s not just country music now that I think about it.  It’s
stuff on t.v. and in movies too.  But at least  when I
blubber like an idiot to those, I’m safely seated on my couch at home
ya know?  ;)
 
So do you have any songs or movies that affect you like this?   C’mon, spill it.

Blah de la Barney

I just realized that I neglected to restart my newsreader (I use SharpReader,
a very nice little .NET app) after I rebooted a couple weeks ago, and
have consequently completely missed the past two weeks of blog
activity.  So it is that I am writing about Heather’s "Blah" post from the 9th a week late.

I just wanted to reassure everyone that Heather was, in fact, a
nauseated, bi-polar, forgetful, ice cream and dill pickles scarfing,
lunatic with Lindsay.  And as for not showing until 6 months,
well, that’s just as much of a lie.  I recall her wearing her
rubber banded pants for quite a while last time, before busting out the
maternity capris.  It’s amazing what she has forgotten in a year
and a half.  ;)

Fortunately, just about the time Lindsay started to affect her balance
enough that she would run into things when she intended to go around
them, all the symptoms except forgetfulness disappeared.  Needless
to say, it was a welcome change for me, since I have to live with her
and her insanity.  Thankfully, she’s recently started hitting door
frames again, so it’s nearing that time in Hangnail’s run.

Lots More Pics!

Whew!  We had a great weekend down in Portland for my birthday, but it
just took me forever to upload my photos, and my valentine is waiting
patiently for me downstairs, so I’ll update you on it all tomorrow.

For right now, go check out the new pics.  I’ll expound on the momentous events of the weekend later.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE!

My Little Prank Caller

I remember when I was young, probably around 5 years old, and my sister, Chloe
got into trouble for dialing 9-1-1 and hanging up.  Now, my
parents don’t even know if it was in fact Chloe who did it, to this
day, I mean, it very well could have been me or my brother.  I
used to think, oh, no, we were too young, it must have been her, but I
recently changed my mind.

The other evening I got a call from a 9-1-1 operator saying they had
recieved a hang-up-call from our number.  I was thoroughly
confused, since only Lindsay and I were home, but then realized that
when I had gone into the kitchen to fix Lindsay a little something to
eat, she had innocently stayed behind, playing with her toys in the
computer room.  Or so I thought. 

Apparently, she had pulled the phone off of the desk and proceeded to
somehow call the police.  I’ve been told that if you press a bunch
of random numbers in succession that it’ll signal a distress and dial
9-1-1 for you.  Don’t know if that’s true or not, but that’s all I
can come up with, because I can’t imagine her actually being lucky
enough to have dialed those three numbers in a row, ya know? 
Anyway, no more playing with the phone or they might not come to our
aid if, God forbid, something ever did happen!

Blah

Even though I thought Lindsay was a boy my entire pregnancy with
her up until about two weeks before I had her, I have a really strong
feeling that Hangnail actually IS a boy.  Don’t ask me
why. Barney thinks so as well, and he was right about Lindsay, so it
makes me wonder.  I’m sooooo very tempted to find out the sex, but
I think I’m going to control myself and leave it a surprise. 
We’ll see if curiosity wins over.  I’ll have to make Barney come
with me to the ultrasound so that I don’t "cheat".  ;)

My friends have told me, "just find out since Barney’s not going to
your next ultrasound, and don’t tell him.  He can still have it be
a surprise for himself."  Ummmm, ya, don’t think that would work
very well if it was in fact a boy.  I’d be tempted to buy some
cute boyish things in preparation for his arrival, I’d start referring
to it as "he", and I’d only be interested in the boy names Barney comes
up with.  I think Barney might notice something was up.  ;)

Perhaps my suspiscions on hangnail’s sex are because of how different
these three months have already been in terms of my emotional and
physical state during pregnancy.  I was as close to normal as any
pregnant woman could be in terms of emotions last time.  No crazy
mood swings, depression or the like.  But this time, man, my moods
are constantly changing.  I feel like I’m bipolar!  Also, the
tiny bit of queaziness I had with Lindsay was nothing compared to what
I’ve been experiencing the past couple of months.  Even though
what I’m going through is apparently nothing close to as bad as what
many women go through, ie: I’m not throwing up in the toilet all day
long, heck, I’m not throwing up at all, the fact that it’s there at all
really bites.  The constant feeling of nausea gets old really
fast.  And while with my last pregnancy, the doctors worried that
I wasn’t gaining enough weight, I really don’t think that’s going to be
a problem this time around with me having to eat constantly to soothe
my stomach!  I didn’t even really start to show with Lindsay until
about 6 months along.  Well, let’s just say I haven’t been able to
fit into any of my pants for a couple of weeks now!  I’ve been
doing the dreaded pregnant woman with no maternity clothing budget "zip
your pants up a quarter of the way and use a rubber band to go from the
button hole to the button
"!  I’m serious.  It’s pretty
sad. 

That’s it.  I’m going to go buy at least one
pair of pants that actually fit.  Ha, that’s a joke!  For
some reason longs in maternity stores have a whopping 32 inch
inseam.  32!  What about those of us with a 36 inch
inseam???  We get pregnant too!  Am I going to be forced to
wear nothing but capris for the rest of my pregnancy?

Woe is me.  ;)

Mommy ‘N Me

Today Lindsay and I went to our weekly Mommy ‘N Me
class.  We always have a lot of fun, and this time I thought I’d
bring along the camera so you could get a glimpse into our world. 
;)  I didn’t get a chance to take very many photos because I could
only snap in between activities, but hey, they’re new pics, and that’s
all that matters, right?  ;)  Go check ‘em out!

WHAT?!

I am seriously more confused right now than I have ever been in my entire life.

I just got Lindsay up from her nap, and changed her like I always do when I get her up.  Well, I found a necklace sitting in the bottom of her diaper,
where I usually find much less desirable objects!  No joke. 
A necklace.  I just stood there staring at her for a moment like
she was some thing that had taken over my daughter.  How…what…eh?

Oh, she must have slipped it in there while you weren’t looking, you
say.  I thought the same thing initially but then realized she’s
been wearing her footed, long sleeved onesie pagamas all day and
there’s absolutely no way even David Copperfield could have slipped
that necklace into the diaper wearing that.  Not to mention that
I’ve changed her several times already today, so if she had somehow
done that yesterday, well, you understand.

And when I started to think about it, I was looking for that necklace
last night to put back into the cup in the bathroom that it’s always
in.  Lindsay’s favorite thing to do while we’re in the bathroom is
to put the necklace in the cup and rattle it around because it makes a
really cool noise, then dump it out and start all over again.  But
it wasn’t anywhere to be found last night when I was tidying up, which
I found very curious. 

Could she really have eaten it and pooped it back out?  It doesn’t
seem possible because of how very clean it was, just sitting there in
her diaper.

I repeat, SO CONFUSED!!!