"All I've got is...

poop."

I am SO finishing this blog later... but I just had to get it out there for now.

I've got good stuff coming up people.

Where have I been??

and what have I been doing?

nowhere and absolutely nothing.
just hanging out on the couch w/ the sweetness and it feels GOOD!

I'll think of something to blog about over the weekend and get it up here.

In the meantime, have a great weekend everybody!!!


~Til next time.

I walked.

Today was my first day 'out there'. I'm keeping my distance from 'the visitors', so I left The Sweetness w/ her daddy and 'them' and I went to the community center. I had my ipod, my water bottle, and my lip moisturizer. I was all set. Got the headphones on and I wasn't even 1/2 around the track when an older woman approaches me. She wants to know if I'm going to jog. I totally laughed out loud. I told her I'd just had a baby 6 weeks ago, and I'll be lucky if I can walk for 15 minutes. She proceeded to inform me that on M, W, and F we walk counterclockwise and the joggers go clockwise, then on T and TH we switch direction. OY! I didn't realize there were rules to walking. So I turned around and followed her. I'm grooving right along, working up a sweat, realizing its a bit early for walking, b/c my toe still hurts, but maybe with the right sneakers I'll be ok. Today I wasn't wearing the right sneakers. So, I'm in my own little world and the next thing I know... I was lapped! By the old lady! Who by the way is a SMOKER! I totally could smell it. So here I am at least 1/2 her age, a non smoker, who in the past I would have considered to be a bit of an athlete; nowI realize it has been a while since I've been pretty active but COME ON! She is a smoker and she's OLD! Then it happened... AGAIN... and AGAIN! This old lady lapped me three times on the track! This is why people stay fat. I was humiliated. This woman was so stinking skinny that the baggy-ness of her jeans didn't even touch and here I was trying to figure out if I should drink my water before I passed out or use it to put out the fire between my thighs! I think I rubbed off 4 layers of skin there! (Thanks, Grandma... gotta love the thighs I got from you!)
But I'm determined to go back. I have given myself a goal and I really really really want to achieve it.

We are not going to discuss 'the visit'. It has been worse than anything I could have imagined.

I thought that I was going to be emotional right after I had The Sweetness about my mom not being here. I was wrong. I'm an absolute mess b/c our 'visitors' are a constant reminder of what The Sweetness has lost too.


~Til next time.

oh, don't forget to squeeze your boobs this month. It's Breast Cancer Awareness time!

Random stuff...

The toe still HURTS, course wearing my new shoes yesterday didn't help it at all. I had to ice it when we got home from church last night. My new shoes are so out of the box for me, they are a high (more than 2" ) heel w/ a peek a boo toe!!! I got lots of compliments on them, but the shoes would have looked much nicer if I wasn't limping in them and if my big toe that got crushed under the coffee table on JULY 3rd(!!!) wasn't still purple and sticking out the peek a boo part. So attractive! OY!

C's parents will be here this week and they are staying for a week. I hate that I'm borrowing trouble from tomorrow, but I'm already stressing about the visit. I've got a headache and I've noticed that I'm really clenching my jaw in my sleep. (I need to wear my bite thing at night.) I'm basing my anxiety for this this visit on previous visits. So pray saints, pray.

The Sweetness is doing well, she is such a good baby. God really blessed us. She loves to cuddle... which means she doesn't like being put down, so there isn't much happening in the way of scrapping or housework these days. Although, C and I did get to do some purging of paperwork this weekend, so I already feel like the house is cleaner! LOL! The girl is sleeping about 3 hour stretches in the night at a time, but I really can't wait until she can go 5-6 hours. She eats like a champ... we can't let her eat until her hearts content b/c then she 'overflows' and we wind up w/ her formula all over us! But for the most part, she's good if we give her 3 ounces every three hours..... (HOW can this 'odd numbered' kid be mine????) She hardly cries, just when we are slow w/ a bottle or if she decides she needs to eat NOW! even though it hasn't been 3 hours. Last night on the way home from church she decided she needed to eat NOW even though it had been less than 90 minutes since her last meal, since she was screaming and seeing as how C and I are not big fans of the screaming, we pulled into a parking lot and I jumped in the back w/ her and made a bottle.... she drank all of .5 oz and promptly fell asleep. And it wasn't just an issue of "I want something to suck on" b/c I tried giving her pacifier, and she kept spitting it out. Little punk. We've kinda got ourselves into a little routine and it seems to be working.

Well, I've been working on this post all day and I know there was something else I wanted to say but I can't think of it now, so....

~Till next time!

OH!!! We found out who the 'gifter' was! So the mystery has been solved, YAY!

Also, I'm in the market for some new pots and pans... mine are 11 years old and the lids don't even fit anymore b/c the pots are so warped. I'm looking at the Rachel Ray ones, and a friend told me that Kohl's had them on sale... LAST WEEK! So if ya see 'em on sale anywhere, let me know... BEFORE the sale is over! THANKS!!!
(oh, and friend... still love ya, cause ya didn't know I was looking for them!) :muwah!:

Ouch ouch ouch!

I have my first mommy injury. Last night during a feeding of The Sweetness, I was trying to get back into her room after rinsing out a bottle, when IT happened. Duke decided it was boring being in the baby's room, so he tried to leave, I tried to step out of his way and my itty bitty toe on my right foot SLAMMED into the dresser. MAN, does it hurt! Every step is excruciating. I put on a sock and a sneaker this morning to try and give it some support but it still hurts. I think I shall drug myself with about 600mg of motrin and put my feet up!