50 Odd Things

1. Do you like blue cheese? sure

2. Have you ever smoked heroin? um...no. definitely, no.

3. Do you own a gun? nope

4. Wax or Shave your body parts? shave

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointment? no

6. Real or fake nails? what nails?

7. Favorite Christmas song? We Three Kings

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? water

9. Can you do push ups? does one count?

10. What's your favorite piece of Jewelry: my Brandon necklace

11. Favorite hobby? bouncing between hobbies.

12. Do you have A.D.D.? only when it comes to art & crafts.

13. What's one trait that you hate about yourself? too critical of myself, and therefore often insecure of my standing with others.

14. What is your Middle Name? Marie

15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment? I'm sleepy, a little hungry, and I really ought to go to bed...

16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? water and whatever else is in the house...juice, Arizona green tea, gatorade...

17. Current worry right now: the baby

18. Current hate right now? German Staus

19. Favorite place to be? home

20. How did you bring in the New Year? half way sleeping on the couch, listening to Brandon play video games and people celebrating outside

21. Like to go? to bed.

22. Name three people who will complete this? Alanna, maybe? Merryn? Monica?

23. Do you own slippers? heck yes! it gets flippin' cold here!

24. What color shirt are you wearing? white

26. Can you whistle? that would be a resounding, no.

27. Favorite color? green

28. Would you be a pirate? aye, matey!

29. What songs do you sing in the shower? I don't sing in the shower. Generally only in the car, and generally only when I am alone.

30. Favorite girl's name? Elora

31. Favorite boy's name? Jack

32. What's in your pocket right now? lint

33. Last thing that made you laugh? Brandon

33. Best bed sheets as a kid? I didn't have a favorite (did I, Mom?)

34. Worst injury you've ever had? 2nd and 3rd degree burns on the bottoms of my feet, when I was 8.

35. Do you love where you live? Sometimes.

36. How many TV's do you have in your house? 1

37. Who is your loudest friend? Hmm...Sara, or Peguy?

38. How many pets do you have? Just my little Han kitty.

39. Does someone have a crush on you? not that I'm aware of. I don't think Brandon counts, anymore.

40. What is your favorite book? what, you want me to pick one?

42. Favorite Sports Team? huh?

43. What were you doing 12 AM last night? sleeping.

44. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? did I oversleep? am I late for work?

45. What is you worst habit? correcting people.

46. Do you play an instrument? nope

47. How long does it take you to get to work? if the autobahn is clear, about 15 or 20. if it isn't, then, who knows?

48. Plans for the weekend? work Saturday, playing with the locker hooking stuff on Sunday.

49. If you could eat anything in the world right this second, what would it be? I don't know...suggest something!

50. Do you like the person who sent this to you? yeah, I think I'll keep her around for another 20 years or so. ^_^

These are so silly, I know. But hey, I posted!

Prego Update

I had another check up today, which means another sonogram. As uncomfortable as they are at this stage, I was still really excited about getting to see the baby again. So much has changed in the past 3 weeks! He (I refuse to call him an "it" so I just picked something) has developed to the point that he looks just like a teeny tiny baby now. (Yes, I know that's what he is, you know what I mean!) We could see the eyes, the nose, the mouth, his little arms and legs... And, in addition to seeing the heart beat again, we saw him waving his little arms around at us. Amazing! Absolutely amazing! I won't go on, because I will just start to repeat myself, and by the end of my pregnancy you will all be screaming at me to shut up about what a profoundly moving and humbling experience it is. And then I would cry, because I'm pregnant and that's what pregnant women do. So I'll just say that it was a genuinely awe-some experience, and hush.

What do I have to show for the weekend?

Just this!
With the help of a couple of friends and their SUV, Brandon and I went Saturday to get the bed (and a new desk chair for me) from Ikea. The whole thing took the better part of 3 hours, and we didn't even do any browsing! And, of course, that doesn't count the time it took to put the silly thing together. Which was fun, by the way. So, pretty much all of Saturday was devoted to das bett and the associated chores. As you can see, I was able to get at least part of the room cleaned up. We even decided to sleep in the new bed last night, just to enjoy the fruits of our labors. Well, I slept last night. Brandon didn't come to bed until I was getting up.

What you can't see are all the plastic bags full of stuff that I have yet to go through and organize. Or the very cluttered work table where I do all of my bead work, which desperately needs to be cleaned off and organized. There is still so much to do! Well, at least we got all of the trash from the packing materials out of the house today. Along with all of the empty glass and plastic bottles that have been allowed to accrue for over a month. I'll get to the rest eventually...

Baby Clothes

I got a little package in the mail from my grandmother yesterday. That in and of itself is not unusual, she often sends me little notes or a package of candy. That's just how she is...she loves to get little gifts for people, and since I'm not around to receive them in person, she ships them to me. So, when I opened my little package last night, I was expecting more of the same. But it wasn't! It was the most adorable little NB outfit, with little ducks all over it. So sweet! She said it was so we could get all our ducks in a row...

Well, anyway, as soon as I opened it and realized what it was I clutched it to my chest and burst into tears. I felt utterly ridiculous, but I couldn't help it! It was classic Gramma Honey, and just made me miss her all the more and drove home (again) that I really am having a baby and now I have my very first--anything!--for the baby, and it was just too much. So I called her, sobbing, to thank her and she just said "Go ahead and cry honey, 'cause sometimes we just need to." I've decided it's what I want to dress the baby in when I bring him/her home from the hospital, in honor of my Gramma.

Frustrations & Resolutions

After going to the exchange to (finally!) order our new headboard and bed frame, Bran and I went to Ikea to look at a bed for guest use. I already had two in mind, so once we made our way to the beds display, it was easy enough to find what I was looking for. WE have only two places where we could put an extra bed, with out rearranging the whole house: in the room next to ours, which I have already claimed as the nursery, or in my craft room upstairs. I had originally thought to put a twin size bed in the nursery, but quickly realized that the room is just too small. So I decided that we could incorporate it into my craft room. There is room, after all, so why not?

Well, Brandon did not want a bed upstairs. What if he wants to stay up late on the computer in the next room, when there are guests here? And the refrigerator where we store beverages is in this room too. What if he wants a drink? And then, conversely, what if the guest sleeps really late the next day? No, no. No bed upstairs. We need to put it downstairs. I mean, why do we need a nursery again?

That last just dumbfounded me. We need a nursery. As we went round and round, I explained why with increasing detail. And why is it such a problem to put a bed upstairs? After all, when we have guests, they will be here for only a week or two at a time. Would it really be such a hardship to change your routine to accomodate them for the short time that they will be with us? Especially after they have come all this way just to see us? And it's not even the Mannex I'm suggesting...I'm offering up my craft room!

We must have sat in one of the displays in the store for 20 minutes, going over this same arguments and getting no where. It was only a reconaissance mission anyway, so we finally just headed home. We had done exactly what we had set out to do, but I was feeling so frustrated that it felt like we hadn't done anything at all. We don't often disagree like that, over important things like this. Neither of us was angry, just frustrated at the impasse. He apologized to me several times over the course of the evening, for disagreeing with me. It was sweet, but it didn't get us anywhere. Finally, as we were getting ready for bed, it occured to me that he'd definitely won our last argument (the litterbox saga) and why couldn't he just let me have this one? So I said as much when he came into the room, half joking and fully expecting him to just laugh. But he smiled, and said, "Ok."

"Really?" I said. I was completely unbalanced for a moment. I hadn't expected him to capitulate so easily. And then he went on, saying "Yeah, you were right to begin with. It will be only temporary and it's not that big a deal." And just like that, we had our resolution. The only remaining question is... Does anyone have a truck?