Is it Legal...

... to sell your husband on Ebay? If not Ebay, what about Craigslist? If it's legal to buy prostitutes on Craigslist, I can't imagine its illegal to sell a husband, right? Maybe I'll use the money to pick myself up something nice. Something real, reeeeeaaaaal nice.

Sleep = Happiness

I woke up this morning and went to get the baby and I got this...
ummmm 6AM is a little early to give attitude!

But the good news? His ear infection is finally clearing up.
Which means nightime looks a lot like this.....

... instead of this.

A happy Bug means a happy Mama!

Shout Out to Love

Aaaahhhhh February. The month of love... Well, that and black history - but I'm going to go ahead and stick with the first since latter isn't really relevant to me at the moment.

In honor of this month I have put together a list of the things I love. I love my family, my babe and my Bug, my ipod, tanning in real sunshine, reality tv, my camera, fresh powder on ski days, real friends, my job, long baths, high heels, my freedoms and my attachments, when people play with my hair, the color green, Mac eyeshadow, when Matt holds me, putting mushrooms in pretty much everything I cook, and keeping my toes in the sand with my head in the clouds. I love my life and I'm grateful for the little things.

February has brought us many sleepless nights. Not the good kind of sleepless nights that are associated with love, but the bad kind that are associated with a Bug and a persistant ear infection. Turns out the reason he was waking up every hour was because his ears hurt. We thought it was better, but a week later the damn thing came back with avengence. Late Monday night he had a fever of 102 on Tylenol and was puking like the exorcist so we took him to the ER. I was so scared! He was a little trooper though... we brought his favorite toy (Mr. Crabby Patty) to keep him company (he likes to show him off). After almost a week of antibiocs, Matt took him in yesterday and nothing had changed. We are trying a different kind of antibiotics now, lets pray it works this time. Poor Bug!

Valentines was great. I have been taking spin classes a couple times a week (another thing I love) so Matt got me some new spin shoes (with the clips) and Season 5 of Weeds (yet another thing I love). We spent the day having our own little Weeds marathon. Now I'm not reccommending for any of you to watch the show... the language and content may not be that "appropriate" - but I can't get enough of it. Eh, we all have our vices. Matt planned a V-day treasure hunt for me and I loved it! Matt kept teasing me... "you know, most women want flowers and chocolate for Valentine's, but you want spin shoes (with the clips) and a Showtime series." Dear Babe, if you haven't figured it out by now - I'm not like most women.

I gave Matt a gift card to E-bay. I know a lot of you are thinking "that's not a very sexy V-day present" but trust me... nothing is hotter to Matt right now than Hot Wheels Cars. He is collecting them for the baby/himself. He told me a while ago that he wanted to start collecting Hot Wheels for TC to which my response was "Those little toy cars that are a buck? Sure. Knock yourself out." To say this whole thing is bigger than I originally thought is an understatement. Matt and his P.I.C. Garrett are taking this to a whole new level (my apologies to Cindy). I'm talking about club memberships, conventions, and some serious deductions from our bank account that are PayPal. They even have Cindy and I looking for "Tresure Hunts" every time we go to the grocery store. Now TC/Matt has a nice little collection going. I must say I do love getting packages in the mail. Now if only Matt would let the baby play with them. Hmmmm....

Nana and Grandpa sent a cute little package for us. When TC shook the sweethearts and it scared him. He had a mini-meltdown. Thank you! We love you!




He is 6 months now and getting cuter by the minute (ok, so maybe I'm a little biased). Here some new pics of the little thing I love the very MOST!

Mr. Golden Sun... Please Shine Down on Me

I hate having to stay indoors. Blame it on my parents who let me run free as a jay-bird all summer long on the farm, but I hate feeling cooped up all winter. At least in Utah you can ski... here it just rains and rains and you have to sit inside and wait for spring to come. But the last two weekends something wonderful happened! The sun came out long enough for me to force everyone into the car and outside to the park. Some pics from our outings...

This pic makes me laugh. He looks so cute and small!

The next weekend we went to Mooney Grove Park in Visalia. I love this park! I used to go walking there when I was pregnant. There is always a gaggle (is that what it's called?) of geese there and I knew the little guy would love it.

Some new things about my guy... He has two teeth! They are so cute - like little chicklets in his mouth.

He can sit up! He still is a little wobbly, but I think he has gotten the hang of it.

One day he grabbed both sides of my face and planted a big sloppy kiss on my lips. It was the most satisfying day of my life. Now he loves giving kisses out. This is what they look like. Adorable.

The end.

Sweet Dreams Are Made of These...

Turns out this whole "dieting" thing is pretty difficult. I have been trying really hard and it's sloooowly working. But last night I had a dream I was eating one of those chocolate Hostess cupcakes in slow motion. Unfortunately, the babe woke me up right as I got to the center with the creme filling. Uh really? It's bad enough I'm tempted during the day... but during the night too? Unjust!Also the baby has decided to stop sleeping through the night. The last 3 nights he has woken up around 9 times. I made an appointment to check if he has an ear infection, but he is perfectly happy when he is awake so I'm not sure. Any suggestions??? I'm desperate for sleep! Until then.... I will pump my body full of caffiene and try and make it through the rest of the day. Bah!

A Little Food for Thought

I once had a friend who said "Hate leaves ugly scars, love leaves beautiful ones...."

Well my "love scars" came in the form of stretch marks all over my tummy that looks like I recently got into a battle with a tiny tiger... Beautiful? Eh, not so much. Oh and the extra 15 pounds I'm packing around? Not too hot either.

No more chunky clothes for me. I'm serious about fitting into my old clothes and be able to breathe. No one likes a muffin top.

For the last several weeks I have been working really hard at going to the gym and I feel great. I have more energy and I am getting back into my "gym rat" mode. There comes a point when working out is something I look forward to everyday and I don't dread dragging myself in there. I feel like I'm to that point now. I started spinning again. The first class I took I really felt like I might literally die from lack of oxygen but now I can go the full hour and still have energy at the end. Skinny(er) me - 1, chunky me - 0.

My biggest demise is my sweet tooth. This morning as I looked lustfully through the glass of the pastry case at the most beautiful chocolate cake donut with smooth creamy white icing and sugar sparkle sprinkles I had ever seen I had to muster up every bit of willpower I had to turn down its inviting gaze. I always want what is not good for me. It's a love affair... and it's complicated.

So far I have lost 2 pounds of the 6 that I gained the week I was in Atlanta. Although it is not happening as fast as I would like, at least the dial on the scale is moving in the right direction. We're planning a girls trip for my mom's birthday in Vegas the first weekend in June and I'm hoping all the money I save on not eating sparkle donuts I can invest in some pants in a smaller size... sans the muffin top.

Cinco Monthos (or something like that)

Another post about the Bug. He's 5 months now. Here is his monthly picture with the bear. This month was fun because he realized the bear was there and kept hugging it/eating it's hat. It was so sweet!



He is a true little boy... the other day he farted and started laughing. I just had to shake my head - here we go I guess. I love his little personality. He is happy almost always (unless he doesn't get his way.) He is stubborn just like his parents.

He is learning new things everyday. He tries to sit up by himself but still topples over. We started him on rice cereal and he loves it! He tries to eat EVERYTHING. I think he is going to start teething soon because his hands (and sometimes feet) are always in his mouth.

Pants (my sister) got us a Flip camera for Christmas and I'm loving it! So I thought I'd share some little video clips I had of him. The first one is the first time he tried baby food... Bananas yum! The second one is of his obsession with grabbing the camera and trying to eat it. He got mad when I took it away... little butt!

So far he has been a good little bug... I think we'll keep him. :)