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Wednesday, 06 January 2010
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Just another crazy day in our house
Discovered the other day that the kids already managed to attack a piece of trim hubby had installed, knocking a little chunk off. I swear, we're never moving at this rate. Redoing things just in time for them to inadvertently destroy them. Good times.
Then a minute ago I was checking a local restaurant's site to look at their specials. The 3.5yo looks over my shoulder and says all excitedly "The brownie store?!?!" Yes, yes he did.
Then the 18mo was putting duplos into the pocket of my cleavage, while the 6yo took them back out. I swear. The strangest things happen in my house sometimes.
In other news, think good, happy, employment thoughts. Another friend has recently been hit by a layoff. :( It's almost like never-ending misery (for lack of a better word) out there it seems.
Monday, 04 January 2010
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Go forth and shop for me.
Seriously. Wanna shop but don't want to spend any money? Live vicariously through me and save me the time of searching for sale/decently priced stuff.
First up.
Bamboo Belly Bandit. Large and/or Extra-large. I'm not skinny, nor will I ever be, and I'm right on the cusp in between those two sizes. I'm all for used, if you can find 'em. This time I'm... well, not pulling out all the stops, but it's definitely time for me to get into better shape after this kiddo. Wanted to get something like this last kiddo, but never got around to it.
Second. Usborne books. Grandma gave the kiddos some cash for Christmas. Hardcover/hardback though, used and slightly scuffed up is, again, just groovy. Paperbacks just don't last long in our house, at least when the kids get their hands on them.
So I'm thinking...
They love trains and robots, that's for sure.
These would also come in neato. They really dig Handy Manny, plus with hubby doing business in Columbia (yes, the country), it might be nice to have/remember a few things for him as well.
Or really, these would most likely see a fair amount of use over the years. Darned inquisitive kids that tell me what kind of cloud is floating by us in the sky or how galvanized nails are made (seriously, hubby told the 6yo one time, and now he won't shut up about it!!)
These look pretty groovy as well.
Friday, 01 January 2010
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It's that time of year again!
Year in Review
(Take the first sentence of your first entry of the month and viola! It's like blog mad-libs.)
January. Cool. This'll be fun to play with.
February. I have a few recipes this week that I'm playing with that call(ed) for refrigerated pie crusts.
March. I think I just peed myself a little... In a good way.
April. Holy drama, Batman!
May. Well then. Had some excitement the other day.
June. Garden's mostly planted.
July. Neutral news, bad news, and the garden.
August. You can burn stuff in the dehydrator. Yes you can.
September. I'm drooling over pretty diapers. Again.
October. 350 pounds of apples.
November. Dinosaurs, bellies and leaves.
December. I just give up.
Yeah, not as creative/amusing as years past. It is what it is.
Thursday, 31 December 2009
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33 weeks 4 days
Measuring 35cm. Blood pressure was nice and low at 130/62. Babe's heart rate was in the 150's, and kiddo's LOA. I'm up a grand total of... 32lbs I think? I can't remember anymore, I'm at 222 at any rate - about where I ended each of the past pregnancies. And my iron is low. 10.9. Need to get it up a bit. That would probably explain a little bit of why I'm so tired/worn out so much of the time. Of course, having hubby gone and still bf'ing the 18mo might have something to do with that as well, but who knows.
Monday, 28 December 2009
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And then there was Christmas
The tree on Christmas Eve. We still didn't have all the presents wrapped. Some may say it was a half-assed Christmas. But eh. Whatever. Kids were happy.
We open one gift on Christmas Eve.
Hubby got me the amazing, fabulous canner.
15 quarts at a time. It has two dents in it from shipping though - gotta call/email the company and see if there's anything we need to do about that.
Christmas night, with everything ready to go.
Ah, Christmas morning. They plowed through their stockings when they woke up, but left the gifts alone until hubby and I were somewhat coherent.
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