3.30.2009

moooooooon-dey


another weekend past, another work week started.

i am happy that spring is here (to stay!) and that summer is to follow. i close my eyeballs and see nate in the park, nate in the pool, nate at the zoo, nate here and there and everywhere. karl and i walked to the Chic-Fil-A with Nate in the Bob Revolution. Best. Stroller. Ever. That makes two three mile plus walks in the past two days thankyouverymuch. Maybe one of these days I will take it up to a jog. Probably I should just sign up for a 5 or 10K. possible motivation, right?

i have decided on a theme for Nate's first birthday party... some of you know... maybe I mentioned it on the blog... i have no idea who i tell anything to anymore! anyway, theme thoughts: bookworms, bugs, and bumblebees. i am going for a park party with lots of little bugs... AND LOTS OF DELICIOUS DIRT CAKE...books only as gifts. yes, no, stupid? he just doesn't really NEED anything. and books are cheap and fun. what do you think?


3.29.2009

it's a mini karl




sunday sweets cominatcha.


3.26.2009

WBW on Thursday? THE HORROR.


since i missed Way Back Wednesday, but do intend to participate in the future, here is a semi-way back kind of picture of me and my hubby. Christmas 2005, shortly after we were married. St. Louis with my parents and family.

today he:
fed nate a bottle at 3 a.m.
shared his breakfast shake with me.
took out the trash.
worked all day (and is currently working.)
made dinner. (side dish: one handful of nacho cheese doritos. yow!)
went for a run.
talked to me on the phone the whole six block walk to the dentist office b/c i was nervous.

i am sure there is more, but i didn't want to be too moey-goey on my first WBW post.

i am finding some great shots of olden days to scan in for future humps days.


blah. blog. blah. work. blah.

dear blog, please forgive my brief hiatus.

i have been busy. i have had people (wonderful, fabulous friends) in town. i have been tired. i have been thinking. i have been ordering a new battery for my computer. i have been reading my junk mail in the inbox - pottery barn, fred flare, ideal bite... stuff i normally glance at has been getting thorough click-thrus this week. i have been ETSY obsessed and even ordered a few prints for my walls. i have been reading my google reader subscriptions, and OBSESSING about mint.com. (it keeps a budget for you -automatic - and estimates your net worth. thank you, mint.com, for making me feel less stressed about my financial situation. no, really, it did. it's pretty amazing. i kept reading reviews about it, but i thought i could NEVER give up my Excel budget spreadsheets! but, mint, yea, i think i just might! i kind of love you, mint.com.) i have been working. i have (in a burst of MEMEME) have done normal ME things like make a dentist appointment and an eye appointment. i have booked a vacation for ME and karl.

all of these are semi-valid EXCUSES, right?

alright, fine, i have been avoiding you BLOG. i admit it. and i am not sorry. i have been completely uninspired to write anything in the last couple of weeks. it takes committment to write a decent post. AND. AND i feel fat. (i don't often complain about this b/c i generally have a pretty great body image, but JESUS, i kind of understand why some mamas put on some weight/feel frumpy. in the words of jessie spano THERE IS NO TIME. THERE'S NEVER ANY TIME. mom guilt is a dangerious thing. must. work. out. because. I NEED IT TO MAKE ME FEEL HEALTHY & HAPPY not b/c i need to fit in a size 0 please and thank you.) nate has been driving me bananas - he is STARVING all the time, he wants so terribly to crawl and is on the verge, but for now it is just fussing b/c he can't get from here to there fast enough. my sister is in town to see us and watch him this week b/c daycare is on spring break (cue image of nate and my sister on a party barge floating down the arkansas river, hipster PBR in hand (bottle? surely nate should drink beer out of a big boy sippy not a baby bottle, right?) (and why does daycare get to take a spring break and NOT ME!?)

here is how the week has been so far:
mon: happy. play. walk. eat. sleep. kiss kiss.
tues: repeat.
wed: repeat.
thurs: my sister's 25 year old immune system takes a direct hit from the baby. vomiting ensues. (that is where we are right now. she is in recovery. ish. i think the smell of the burgers karl made for dinner sent her back over the edge.)

and, in other news, i heard McDonald's in introducing a Cadbury Egg flavored McFlurry. Can anyone validate this rumor? I kind of want one. (hm. how many miles would i have to run to neutralize a mcflurry? i'm going to go with six. maybe seven.)


3.22.2009

sunny sundays



the weekend was so delicious i can't even talk about it. i won't do it justice. i shall get back to you b/c i am going to revel in its goodness right now.

here are some pics of naterade atop the (wye) mountain. i was digging the up angle. (pics unedited.)

nate is getting closer to crawling. but much prefers to stand and drunk wobble walk. (with help of course.)


3.17.2009

chubbybunnychubbybunnychubbybunny

why does my child think that eating the Gerber Puffs is like a chubby bunny contest?

as many as possible in the mouth.

fatty fatty boom ba latty.

that is all.


3.16.2009

st. patricks day eve

on the eve of all things green and orange, i present you with this photo of st. patty's days past.

today was a rough day.

i dropped the baby off at school. somedays this is easier than others. this morning i had a wicked bout of seperation anxiety. he was fine. i, clearly, was not.

work was bonkers. it went fast, but i didn't care too much about what i was doing. for sure it was agoingthroughthemotions kind of day. also, i had an evaluation at work this week. it went great, but did not inspire The Motivation. New mommies are not the best employees.

i ran. like in the outdoors. two times. (yesterday and today.) my legs are probably not going to function tomorrow.


3.15.2009

S-U-N day SHOES.



so. we broke down and bought nate some pedi peds (SHOES!). i still intend him to be a shoeless hippy-child for the duration of the summer (as he learns to stumble around), but sometimes, shoes are necessary, right? and these shoes? cute, right?

sounds of sunday:
baby laughing. stroller wheels swishing. basketball bouncing (on the television). tipping on the tippy tappy (computer). bathtime water splashing. wine glasses clinking (not b/c we are clinking them in some quest to be The Perfect Suburban Couple who makes Steak Dinner and toasts with Chablis on Sundays... just b/c they make noise when they come out of the cabinet.). telephone ringing.

smells of sunday:
steak on the grill. fresh air through the windows (still too cold.) new bottle of shampoo. clean laundry.

8 months, 2 weeks, 1 day


3.10.2009

dear post pregnancy body


dear post pregnancy body,

i do not mind the extra flab around the tummy.

i do not mind the weight i put BACK ON after quitting breastfeeding. (sigh.)

i do not mind my hair falling out in clumps for weeks and weeks post-partum.

all of these things i can handle.

but I DO MIND these pseudo-bangs. WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE STUPID WISPYS?! THEY ARE ONLY ON ONE SIDE OF MY HEAD. AND THEY DONT EVEN COVER HALF OF MY FOREHEAD. I don't get it. i look like a freaking sixth grader. where did they come from? why are they here? and what am i supposed to do with them?

every time i look in the mirror i want to scream. (or take the scissors to them.)

i have NEVER had bangs and i don't intend to start now. it feels weird to even say the word. BANGS. i am that unstylish. it makes me shudder a little. BANGS. who even picked that word to describe hair fringe? (bang. bang. bang.)

(and don't you dare say it's hair it will grow out!)

i know there are more important issues in the world, but really hair? really?


3.08.2009

sunday sweets





sunday picture overload - trying to make up for last sundays miss.

also, from my last post, karl did not remember DEAR days in school. first person to comment with the meaning of DEAR shall win my respect forever.


3.05.2009

what is there to do in arkansas?

Email between my sister and i.

(as follows)

eh-eh-ahem.

her:

These are the things I want to do while in Arkansas:
- Make Nate Walk (crawling is acceptable, but slightly disappointing)
- Go to the Restaurant with Ranch/Red Pepper Dressing
- Make a Paper Machee Volcano
- Have a Jimmie's Sandwich
- Go to a bar one night (you are required to go out one night. no choice)
- Get a Tan
- Meet Bill Clinton
- Catch Fireflies (do you know that we don't have those here?!)
You're turn for suggestions.

me:

- Play a drinking game whilst watching the 5 o clock news based on the # of ya'lls stated.
- Read a book. (DEAR day!!)
- Watch ANTM and Biggest Loser TOGETHER (not in real time, mind you.)
- Cook you pasta. And make you mashed potatoes.
- Force you to lose repeatedly in silly games like teeth-tapping and leg-swing-over and push-you-down. (these are the official names).


The Paper Mach Volcano project sounds amazing. who wants IN? tia? tamera?

one fun fact about me and my sister: we're both from the midwest. she lives north. her friends call her a southerner. i live south. my friends call me a yankee.

'midwestern.'

it JUST sounds so uncool.

(but i promise it's great.)

(i mean, i know nelly.)


3.03.2009

what do YOU make important?

the word important has changed for me lately.

who is important? (not you, stupid lady in your big-ass SUV on your cell phone not using your DOESNTCOSTEXTRA blinker.)

what is important? (not you, dear laundry pile growing higher everyday. well, at least not until we run out of underwear.)

when is important? (not you, 8:00 time slot on Wed for the new cycle of ANTM. oh, wait, you, yes, nevermind, you'are, in fact, VERY important.)

where is important? (not you, silly office, after 5pm these days. Alright, fine, 4:30. i gots a baby to get home to that trumps any pending paperwork.)

and, veering in a totally different direction b/c i can't decide what is important enough to blog about today (or if i should blog at all today! i am feeling the bloggy blahs lately.)

things that annoy me in the infant world and beyond (in no particular order):

a. the newest cover of american baby. it comes to me in the mail. screen shot here.

is it a baby or a "reborns"?

1. PGD. preimplantion genetic diagnosis as a form of genetic or social selection. it was on the news tonight. the thought of parents trying to make their babies tall/short/blond/brown-eyed makes me want to vomit.

2. my inability to articulate how PGD really makes me feel b/c i don't feel like i know ENOUGH about it to truly comment. (short answer: angry. just one more way the medical community is intervening in the most natural thing EVER.)

3. my lack of commitment to doing something awesome. and the blah-ness that surrounds that. (real specific, right?) (cue: i am my worst enemy lyrics. followed by: don't cry for me argentina.) (both of which are horrible song examples but you get were i am going, right?)

b. my inbox. both personal and work email. FULLED UP. but all i want to do is take a bath and read a book.

so, i am going to do that now.

(veering again.)

every article of bedding and half of nate's clothes have been laundered in the onslaught of vomit and, um, other excretions. (see? my washing machine does work! this laundry falls in the IMPORTANT category.)

doctors appointment in the a.m.


3.01.2009

March madness....

March 1. Thank you for your vomit.

Both Nate and I have been doing our best to ring in march American teen princess style.

Rockin the tummy bug!

It is awesome.

Sunday pics CLEARLY moved to Monday.

Stay tuned.

Weekend vomit count: 6. (nate:3. Kat:3. Karl:big fat 0.)