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Month: July 2006

For those of you keeping track…

…the diet is officially back ON.  I have somehow managed to gain back 10 pounds over the last few months and it is killing me.  I feel so fat and I never want to feel this way again.  I am so hungry right now I could eat a freakin’ elephant but that would be gross so instead I’ll just turn my music up so I can’t hear my stomach growling.

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Is It Friday Yet?

I totally need a weekend to recover from my weekend.  Damn, I’m tired.  I seriously wanted to throw the alarm clock out the window this morning when it went off, but I was good.  I refrained.  Instead, I just hit the snooze button 5 hundred times and got up about 20 minutes late.  Great way to start a Monday, right? 

So I rushed around and got out the door only a few minutes later than normal, dropped off the kid, and then as soon as I arrived in the parking lot at work realized that I forgot my damn laptop.  I briefly thought about making do without it today before I realized it is the last day of the month and I have to close the books and all of my accounting stuff is on the laptop.  Damn.

I drove all the way back home, grabbed my laptop and a Coke Zero and rushed back to the office.  I finally arrived at my original destination around 9:15.  Once again, great way to start off a Monday morning.  At least the boss-man laughed about it and wasn’t pissed.

But, I did have an awesome weekend.  We had a great time at the lake.  Everything was perfect except for the part where Zach refused to go to sleep until MIDNIGHT Friday night and the part where the electricity kept going out on Saturday and, you know, the HEAT.  

We spent most of the day Saturday out on the boat which was a blast.  Zach did really well on the boat, but he got angry every time we slowed down.   The first time out he fell asleep.  The second time out he just chilled out on my lap and was fairly content until he started getting bored.  He wasn’t very fond of the life jacket though.

When we got back in town on Sunday, we unpacked, played with Zach for a while, then showered and headed over to my sister’s to pick up the dogs.  When we got there my sis talked hubby into going to Granite City and drinking a couple beers with her so the rest of us munched on some appetizers while they had a couple drinks.  Afterwards they tried to get us to stay and watch a movie but we declined and headed home.  For the third night in a row, Zach didn’t get to sleep until after 10:00.

I actually didn’t take any pictures at all at the lake.  I was too busy chasing after Zach and keeping him out of the lake, the fans, the fire, and all of the easily accessible breakable stuff in the lake house.  Plus, I was too afraid that my camera would somehow manage to get thrown in the lake and I just wasn’t ready to let everybody see me cry.

I did, however, take a couple of shots of Zach and his cousin playing lastnight in their matching Blue’s Clues outfits.  Seriously, these guys are just too cute!



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What Time Is It?

58 minutes and counting until I (hopefully) get to check out of reality for the weekend.  Can you tell I’m ready?  I’m just hoping that the boss-man decides to let us leave at 2:00.  I have just a couple of things to finish up and then I can turn my brain off.  I’m very much looking forward to a weekend of relaxing, drinking, swimming, and soaking up the sun (not necessarily in that order).

This will be Zach’s very first trip to the Lake house (my friend’s parents’ lake house, not mine *sob*) and I look forward to taking lots of pictures of him in the water, on the boat, etc.  It should be a very fun weekend. 

I burned a copy of Black Stone Cherry’s new cd this morning for the drive.  I’ve been listening to them all week long.  Should be a good soundtrack for the weekend.   

5 kids, 5 adults.  I think we can manage that.  Let the fun begin!  I can’t wait to get out of here!

And one more thing…

Isn’t that just about the sweetest thing ever? 

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13 Months

Dear Zachary,

Yesterday you turned 13 months old.  I have three words for you that pretty much sum up this month.  MOLARS. FROM. HELL. Seriously, don’t you think it is about time to let those things come on through and join the other 8 teeth?  I’m sure they would love to have a little company in that big mouth of yours.  There is plenty of room.  Plus, then we can start feeding you chunks of steak and such that require actual chewing. 

Thanks to those teeth, your usual appetite has really dwindled.  Well, it’s either the teeth or you just decided to slow down a little with the growing, which is okay becuase that means I don’t have to buy so many clothes.  But, you used to eat pretty much anything I set in front of you and here lately you aren’t interested in food much at all.  It gets a little frustrating for me because I used to be able to give you a snack to settle you down when I needed a few minutes to use my hands.  Now you just want to be held all the time, unless I want to hold you and then you want down.

The teeth are also really disrupting my nightly routine.  Before the molars interuppted, you were going to bed around 8:00 every night.  I took you in your room, turned on your little light up music playing thingie, gave you a pacifier, and put you down in your crib.  You then would roll over and go to sleep, usually without any crying or fussing.  These days I’m lucky to get you down by 9:00, and that is after an hour of screaming, snuggling, rocking, Tylenol, and Orajel. This leaves only about an hour before Mommy crashes to do the household chores and spend time with Daddy.  I really miss that extra hour.

The upside to you going to bed so late, is that you are sleeping later in the morning.  I have to actually wake you up in the mornings now instead of rushing through my shower and hoping you don’t wake up before I have a chance to throw some clothes on.  When I do come to get you up, you sit up in your crib with a huge smile on your face.  Then you stand up and jump up and down until I reach in to grab you up and give you a hug.  That is my absolute favorite time in the morning.  I’m not a morning person at all, but you always help to start my day out right.

You are getting to be such a big boy all of a sudden.  These days I have a hard time calling you a a baby anymore.  You really are a toddler now.  Even though your words aren’t very clear yet, you still manage to tell me what you want most of the time.  You are getting very good at pointing to your cup when you want a drink, or to Daddy’s guitar when you want him to play for you (which is pretty much all the freakin’ time).  You have also finally learned how to turn yourself around and back down off of couches, chairs, and beds so Mommy doesn’t get quite so scared when she sees you heading for the edge.

It really makes me quite sad to see how fast you are growing up.  But, at the same time I am so proud of everything you have accomplished in your short life.  I absolutely love watching you grow up and change.  Recently you have started mimicking Daddy and I, especially when we laugh or make a weird noise.  It is so much fun to listen to you.  I can’t think of a better sound than the sound of you laughing.

I really hope that someday you will read this and have at least a little bit of an idea of how much I really, truly, deeply, love you.  It is so hard to convey in words the feelings that are in my heart.  You are an amazing little boy and no matter how frustrated I may get with you at times, I hope you always know that it is out of love.

Love always,


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Bullet With Butterfly Wings

Isabel had a great post about concerts that got me to thinking.  It brought back flashing memories of NKOTB, Smashing Pumpkins, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and many other bands that I’ve seen.  Man I do miss the concert season.  For me, summer used to be all about what concerts I was going to see.  In the Spring I would listen carefully to the radio and scour the internet for concert announcements in my area.  Our best concert venue is an outdoor amphitheatre, so the best concerts were always here in the summer.  For the really important ones, like Pearl Jam and Dave Matthews Band I would go stand in line hours before the tickets went on sale in hopes of getting the best seats possible. 

I once created a list of all of the bands that I have seen in concert.  There were over 100 bands on the list and that didn’t even include most of the opening bands or all of the local bands I’ve seen.  I guess its a good thing that I gave up trying to buy an overpriced t-shirt at every concert I went to a long time ago.

These days I don’t get to very many concerts.  In fact I think I’ve only been to three concerts since I found out I was pregnant with Zach.  Between the cost of the tickets and having a baby to take care of, concerts just aren’t a first priority any more.  I really miss it though.  I love seeing bands play live and getting lost in the music.  Hopefully I’ll get to go to at least one this year, but I’m not holding my breath.

With all of the shows I have seen there are a few that really stand out in my memory.  One of those that really stands out was New Kids On The Block, even though I hate to admit it.  The reason it stands out is that it was my very first "real" concert.  My parents gave my sister and I both tickets for Christmas but only on the condition that they went with us.  I think they might have regretted that decision after a night of listening to screaming pre-teen girls, but we had a great time.  Those ugly green t-shirts with the puffy paint on them that we got at the show and wore every day for the next couple of months proved it.

There were a few more concerts in between, but the next one that really stands out was Tom Petty when I was sixteen.  I was at work one day when my boyfriend came strolling in and surprised me.  He had gotten some tickets for the show that night and had even already asked my parents if I could go.  I was so shocked that he had done that, plus it was the first concert I was ever allowed to attend sans parents.  Taj Mahal was the opening act.  I don’t remember much about him except for the song about women and big butts.

The next one that comes to mind was the Red Hot Chili Peppers concert during the One Hot Minute tour.  I barely got away with going to that one.  I asked my mom, who said to ask my dad, who said to ask my mom, and on and on.  They were pretty opposed to the lyrical content of the Chili Peppers’ music, but finally gave in because I wouldn’t quit asking.  We got floor tickets and got totally trampled in the mosh pit but it was a blast.  I was quite lucky to have my boyfriend there to pull me up when I got knocked over or I probably wouldn’t have fared to well.

Then there was the Dave Matthews concert where we ended up getting front row seats.  Amazing.  It was incredible to be that close to the band.  I swear I made eye contact with Dave, but everybody else sitting that close probably thought they did too.  We totally lucked out in getting those tickets.  We were at a Hootie and the Blowfish concert when they announced that they were going to sell lawn tickets to DMB.  We figured we might as well go ahead and get some but when we got up to the ticket counter, they offered us front row.  We were so psyched for that concert!

Next is my beloved Pearl Jam.  Really every time I have seem them sticks out because they are one of my favorite bands to see live.  I suppose the first time was the most emotional.  I won’t say by who, but tears were shed at that show for the mere excitement of actually seeing them live.  Then there was the Knoxville show that we road tripped to with my ex-husband and our two best friends.  Not only was it one of the best concerts I’ve seen, but one of the most fun trips I’ve ever been on as well.  Hey, is that Graceland?

There are others that stand out, like the first time I saw Sarah McLachlan.  The Alabama goodbye tour was amazing as well.  The first Shinedown show I saw at a little club here in town where I was so close the guys were sweating on me.  Audioslave, The Dixie Chicks, and many others.  I’m sure I’m forgetting some, but this is getting lengthy enough already.

I think I’m pretty lucky that I’ve already been able to see most of the bands on my "must see" priority list.  I’m hoping to see the Godsmack, Rob Zombie, Shinedown show this fall if I can manage to find the money to buy tickets.  I would also like to see KT Tunstall (who I just found out is coming to town) as well as Black Stone Cherry and Hinder (both of which I missed at Rockfest).  I really doubt I’ll get to go to any of those, but a girl can dream, right?

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Deep Thoughts…

Yeah, right.  No deep thoughts from me today as I’ve already expended all of my mind’s energy elsewhere.  So here are some not so deep thoughts:

  • The Weight Watchers Smart Ones Spicy Szechuan Style Vegetables and Chicken frozen meal thingie is actually pretty good…as far as diet food goes anyway.
  • Diet? Was I on a diet? I don’t remember being on a diet.  Guess that’s why I haven’t lost any weight lately.  Guess I should throw away that big batch of cookies I made this weekend.  Perhaps I should have skipped that bag of pretzels I just ate too.
  • One of the great things about being a couple sizes smaller than I was at this time the last few years is that I can pull out my old clothes and everybody thinks I have new clothes.  I walk in to work every day and my mom asks me if what I’m wearing is new.  Every day I tell her that it’s not and that I have no money to buy new clothes, yet she keeps asking.
  • My mom really should know that I have no money for new clothes considering I still owe her $50 and I haven’t given her my rent yet this month…that was due on the 1st.  Only 4 more days until hubby gets paid!
  • Picnics at the lake with good food and good friends are fun.  I should do that more often…when it is much cooler than it was here on Saturday.  Or maybe next time I should just strip down and take a dip in the lake.
  • It is hard to work when all I can think about is what I’m doing next weekend.  A weekend at the lake with one of my best friends and her family is just what the doctor ordered.  Zach might even get to experience his first boat ride.  Many pictures will be taken.
  • Hubby irritated the crap out of me all day yesterday, then wanted to have another "talk" lastnight.  Today he’s being all super sweet.  It makes me want to gag.

  • My best friend’s birthday was yesterday and I didn’t even call her.  We celebrated Friday night, but the actual day was Sunday.  I’m such a bad friend.  Plus I had to tell her that I owe her a gift because I was too broke and too strapped for time to get it in time for the party.
  • I used to complain about having no social life at all.  Now I complain because there is not enough time to fit everything in that I want to do with my firends and family.  I’m actually looking forward to winter when things slow down a little and we can spend more time at home.  I miss my couch and TV and crocheting and reading.
  • I really, really, really want to have a huge garage sale and sell about half of my possessions.  Anyone want to help?  I’ll feed you.  I promise.
  • I have a stack about 2 1/2 feet tall of magazines that have never been read.  Having a baby really cramped my reading time.  Throwing them away feels like throwing money away even though probably half of them were free.
  • Diet Cherry Coke doesn’t taste nearly as bad as it used to.  Oh, that’s just me?  Okay.
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