I Like To Mosey

why my kid dresses better than i do

2012-02-09T16:03:00.000-08:00

i look in Henry's closet and I think

'jeez! this kid has got a lot of clothes. i do not need to buy anything else for this season'

but then Emma tells me she is quitting the Gap and if there is anything i want for Henry to let her know. so obviously i have to go into the Gap and check out their spring line....and their sale rack because i've got a gift card with $8.57 burning a hole in my pocket (and she doesn't get her discount on sale items anyway).

then i figure i might as well walk over to nordstrom since i'm already at the mall.

i'm safe since i don't usually like the boys clothes they have in the store.....

but, then i see this little ditty

and it's on sale to boot!

so obviously i have to buy it....right? RIGHT?!?!?!?

but then it gets worse....

I remember Henry needs these little guys

(he does! he wrote about it in his journal....)

so yup. you guessed it. i purchased both.

it's a sickness.

i picture his sweet little belly squeezed into that little top and his tiny little tootsies walking around with those kicks and i can't help it.

i'm a sucker for baby clothes.

why is everything infinitely cuter in miniature form?!?!?!

i hate to love it because i hate it so much....

2012-01-30T17:04:00.000-08:00

House Hunters International that is

'oh hey, i have 250k to blow on my second home in slovenia....it's just a regular tuesday in my world.'

who are these people?

what do they do for a living?

and how do i become friends with them?.....

so that i can stay at their second home in slovenia?

is that rude?

euro shorts

2012-01-26T18:31:00.000-08:00

i may or may not have purchased these awesome euro swim shorts for my child

and these too

(both found here)

i giggle every time i picture his sweet little buns in them

stuffed

2012-01-25T16:45:00.000-08:00

after my high kick on monday (yes, it was a high kick)

i decided it was time for me to get back in the kitchen and try something new

and try something new i did

i stuffed the hell out of a few pasta shells (with spinach, ricotta and parmesan)

there was even enough left over for me to make mi madre a little sampler for her lunch tomorrow

it's the least i can do since she watches Mr. Henry for us on thursdays and fridays

also, am i the only one who looks like a texas tornado blew thru after they cook dinner?

yikes!

lame-o?

2012-01-23T16:18:00.000-08:00

I'm feeling uninspired these days.

Sort of blah.

I hate feeling this way.

I think it's the cold or maybe the new year?

This may or may not happen every year around the same time.

I like to look these feelings straight in the face.

Acknowledge them and then kick them to the curb.

(kick!)

Katie Jean and I feeling 100% NOT 'blah' at our classy NYE cocktail party.

NOTE: please ignore the less than classy Miller Lite can in the background...oops!

something to ponder

2012-01-11T05:31:00.000-08:00

why is it that anytime i open the fridge, whilst holding my child, he always

(seriously....always)

finds and picks up the La Choy Sweet-n-Sour sauce jar?

the 14 month old mind......a splendid thing

(henry & me Christmas Eve, in front of our tree)

classy affair

2011-12-18T15:11:00.000-08:00

We are hosting a Classy Cocktail Party for New Year's Eve

(so classy it requires capitalization)

Mr. Henry is not invited....

....although he does enjoy a good party.

I've been trying to decide on what hors d'oeuvres to serve.

I'm thinking definitely this.

And perhaps something with figs....I can't remember ever having eaten a fresh fig, nor do I know when they are in season, but they always look delish.

PS: sweet photo of Henry by my sister....she is so good

it never fails....

2011-12-14T18:41:00.000-08:00

i grab the shopping cart with the bum wheel.

you know, the one that pulls left (or right) and fights you the whole time you're in the store.

yup. that's the one i always seem to pick.

PS: i think i might need these...just sayin

(from here)

things i heart right now....

2011-12-08T17:38:00.001-08:00

*These disgustingly delicious chips have changed my life for the better....they are that good

*This dress I just got...I think I might rock it out on NYE

*When this boy gets angry he stomps his feet and it never fails to make me chuckle...he really knows how to throw a fit!

PS: to add to the list of things I don't heart right now....car commercials where someone receives a car as a christmas gift. does this really happen? do people really put the giant red bow on top of a car and literally surprise a loved one with it? not in the world I live in...just sayin

the busiest of days.....

2011-12-05T17:13:00.001-08:00

Today was a busy day for our wee little family.

The Highlights:

*Henry and I went to his first music class

*While waiting in line for Henry's picture with Santa.....'Santa' checked is mobile. I guess he had an important text from Mrs. Claus?

(as you can see.....Henry found Kris Kringle to be highly suspect)

*Had a seriously delicious chocolate shake from (where else) Steak-N-Shake.

The Lowlights:

*We drove to 4 stores in search of lights for our tree...apparently you must purchase these a year before you actually need them!

(thanks Madre for finding them at the store near your house!)

*Found out our computer crashed yesterday and may or may not have lost every picture we have ever taken of Henry. Fingers crossed the professionals can recover them!

dance pants?.....maybe

2011-12-01T18:38:00.001-08:00

(found here)

I bought these pants last night.

I fear they might look better on the toothpick that is the model than on me and my post baby hips.....

but they ended up only being $11 (gotta love a surprise coupon code....on top of a sale!) so obviously I couldn't pass them up!

It may or may not be 'hammer time' wihen these little gems arrive!

PS: watched Black Swan for the first time the other night. um yeah......so about that.......

randoms from today

2011-11-23T13:10:00.001-08:00

*I went to the eye doctor this morning. He put a dye in my eyes to 'verify the new contacts were sitting properly on my eye', and then he put drops in my eyes to 'check for allergies'. He failed to tell me my eyes would go numb after the allergy drops....no thank you doctor! Nor did he give me a heads up that the yellow dye might come out of my nose whilst I am bebopping around town with Mr. Henry.

No thank you indeed!

*The fire alarm went of while Henry and I were at the mall today....and people just kept on shopping. Apparently holiday shopping trumps smoke inhalation/burning alive.

* I would love to have this little diddy around my shoulders this holiday season, but at $118 it is a little too salty for this gal.

Light Posy Shrug

Dear Anthro,
Please get real. You and I both know those beads are going to start falling off after the third time I wear it! Go ahead and lower the price down around $50....you know you are going to do it eventually!

what i do.....lately

2011-11-17T18:14:00.001-08:00

have spaghetti and scrabble night with friends

drink really really really tasty wine from said friends

(thank you katie jean & babs!)

use this apple butter spread....as a dip

is that wrong? it's so good i can't help myself....and neither can henry

whimsy

2011-11-11T18:19:00.000-08:00

Something about the winter,

the cold, the short days,

the blue and purple colors of the evenings.....

I don't know, but something always makes me nostalgic.

It makes me sappy about the year that has past.

About my family and friends.

Oh how I get weepy when I think of them in my winter wonderland.

Every year, without fail, I am drawn to read His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman.

The books give me hope.

Hope for life

and love and all things good.

I'm looking forward to losing myself in the pages again this year.

don't turn your back ....

2011-11-09T05:14:00.000-08:00

not even for a second.

when i turned back around, this is what i found.....

i think he is thinking, 'who me? this isn't ok? really? really? are you sure? even if i'm really cute?'

Kissable

2011-11-05T12:05:00.000-07:00

A Cup Of Jo asked a funny question a few months back that got me thinking.

'Do you kiss your baby on the mouth?'

My answer:

Um.....YES! Of course!

I hadn't really thought about it until I read her post. I just figured everyone kissed their babies on the mouth....I was wrong.

Stone doesn't. He said he'll 'stick with the ol cheek or forehead smooch'.

Henry has a juicy bottom lip that makes my heart ache it is so cute! I can't kiss him enough!

PS: Henry has his dad's lips....no wonder I think they are so sweet!

comfy cozy

2011-11-02T10:56:00.000-07:00

I've got beef & noodles cooking in the kitchen

and my sweet strawberry haired boy sleeping in my arms.

Our bungalow is comfy cozy at the moment....

and I love it.

(Henry wearing the mane to his lion Halloween costume for his 1yr photo shoot)

He turned 1....O-N-E!!!!!!!

2011-10-31T06:57:00.000-07:00

We had our Mr. Henry's 1st birthday party at home in our backyard.

Mother Nature was a peach and made the day crisp and sunny.

BBQ, cupcakes and pumpkin cheesecake parfaits were on the menu.

We are so lucky to have amazing family and friends.....I hope Henry knows how much he is loved.

(photos by my amazing sister)

pardon my french.....

2011-10-23T18:41:00.000-07:00

holy shit, I have a one year old!!!

more on Mr. Henry's happy birthday (and party) tomorrow.....

(the birthday boy checking out his 'hidden cupcake surprise' at the breakfast table)

one year ago today

2011-10-19T12:26:00.000-07:00

One year ago today my water broke while I was at work.

(and by 'broke' I mean burst and by 'burst' I mean literally burst....as in my leggins ballooned out and there was a splash)

So yeah, one year ago today my water 'broke' while I was at work.

Did I ever tell you that?

Well it did, and it was hilarious.

Shocking....but hilarious.

Twenty or so hours later, Henry was born.

H E N R Y

My sweet boy who I can't imagine my life without. The boy I know, with every fiber of my being, I was born to be his momma.

Tomorrow he turns one.

(2 week old Henry)

brrrr....and it's only the beginning

2011-10-19T11:54:00.000-07:00

It's turned cold here.

Cold and rainy....never a good combo.

I know it is coming every year, and every year I act surprised. As if by some miracle one year it will stay 75 and sunny throughout the entire winter. (wouldn't that be lovely)

All I want to do is snug-a-bug with my boys, drink hot tea (or a skinny vanilla latte if Stone is so inclined to go pick me up one), read my favorite books, snug-a-bug with my boys, watch movies and cook home and heart warming foods.

Did I mention snug-a-bug with my boys? That Mr. Henry is one super snuggler and I love it.....so is Stone, but he tells me my hot body (not 'hot' hot, but temperature hot) makes him overheat. The nerve!

PS: check out this big boy.....he was sneaking a peek at the peeps on our block getting ready for 'Blocktober Fest'...the block party our street has every year. this year the weather was beautiful!

universe...throw me a bone

2011-10-10T14:59:00.000-07:00

with this yellow vintage biergarten picnic table attached to it

please and thank you.

PS: seriously....if anyone by chance has one laying around or knows where I can purchase one (for under $499...no thank you NapaStyle) I would be over the moon

why i love him?....because he makes me laugh

2011-10-03T13:00:00.001-07:00

stone when we were in italy...ages ago

i bought a bunch of black grapes the other day. i washed them, took them off the stem(s) and placed them in the fridge....all set to snack upon.

i was munching on a few of said tasty grapes, when the following conversation happened.....

court: i like these grapes, but they kinda leave a film in my mouth

stone: those aren't grapes

court: um, yes they are....they're black grapes

stone: well that explains a lot. all week i've been trying to figure out why those big blueberries taste like grapes

he is just so utterly absurd sometimes it makes me fall for him all over again.

no photo for this post, because it would be....weird

2011-09-20T15:17:00.000-07:00

the scene: CVS Pharmacy

the why: waiting on Henry's antibiotic to be filled (double ear infections)

begin scene:Henry had a seriously pee'd up diaper so we meandered on in to the restroom to change it. After said diaper was changed I realized I was about to have some seriously pee'd up jeggings if I didn't take care of business.

dilemma: no where to put the Mr. while I take a tinkle

The baby changing station was outside of the stall so I couldn't leave him on it, which honestly I wouldn't do if it were in the stall since he is on.the.move and would bust his head.

There wasn't a purse hook in the stall and call me crazy but I am 100% anti putting my person on the dirty public restroom floor.

SO.....there I am holding the baby, who I am using as a sort of 'damn' to hold back the rather large suitcase heaved on to my back that I call a purse, hovering taking a tinkle. (sorry for the visual, but that is what this post is about and I don't put these buns on a public toilet!)

moral of the story: pee before you leave home....or find a way to always have mi madre with me. not only would it be a blast, but bathroom breaks would be a breeze!

random thought....

2011-09-19T10:58:00.000-07:00

Stone, Henry and I were lounging around the other day, chatting about a little bit of this and that, when I had a thought...

there aren't really a lot of old ladies named Courtney

at least that I know of.

So am I gonna be one of those old birds with a child's name? Like Gracie or Lizzie or Maggie.....

the goings on in our bungalow

2011-09-14T17:34:00.001-07:00

Oh hey there.

Nothing major going on over here....

unless you would considering HENRY TAKING HIS FIRST STEPS major!!!!!!!

(which I do!)

He has been cruising around the furniture in our bungalow for probably the last month

and yesterday while at my sister's house he decided it was high time he took four to five steps!!!

She of course got it on video....because she is awesome like that.

He walked for Stone and me a bunch last night too!....only as long as we had a treat in our hands though. I guess teaching a baby to walk is like training a dog?....or maybe that's just our silly child? Either way we'll take it!

We are so proud of our Mr. Henry!!!!

(photos by said awesome sister. check out her website www.hrwphoto.com .....if you live in Indy you should probably have her take some family photos for you because you.will.love.them.)

a few things....

2011-09-04T13:21:00.000-07:00

1. I think tartar sauce is the worst

2. my 'secret movie' is Waterworld starring Kevin Costner

3. I'm pretty sure I have an addiction to cute dishes

4. I sometimes get nervous I am not a good momma

5. my husband is my light

6. The Shawshank Redemption, Titanic, The Notebook and The Last Samuri are 4 movies (that I can think of) that I seriously balled my eyes out while watching....might've even sniffled while in the theater for a couple

7. I only wash my hair twice a week (Tuesdays & Fridays)

8. I miss the weight of my pregnant belly

9. I cry at commercials all.the.time

10. I love to have my arm tickled

11. if I were a bird I would be a hawk...because my dad loves them and always spots them

12. I like the smell of skunks....not in a oh I want my house to smell like that kind of a way, but in a if I'm driving down the road and get a whiff for a few seconds it doesn't bother me kind of a way

don't look under the cup

2011-08-17T12:19:00.000-07:00

See that flipped over cup?

Well actually it's a tea light holder....but thats neither here nor there.

See it?

The world's biggest wasp is under it. Wait. Let me rephrase.

The wasp with the world's biggest stinger lives under there.

It got under that tea light holder after I swatted it with one of Henry's bibs...failing to kill it, only managing to stun it long enough to flip the cup over onto it.

I haven't touched it in three days.

Last night Henry was leaning over the back of the couch starring at the bookshelf.....the bookshelf with the flipped over cup.

Stone looked at me and said, "He knows what lives under that cup....."

sigh

2011-08-14T15:49:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I get lost in my 'bad place.

The place where I focus on the negative. The place where I become a version of myself I don't especially like.

solemn

needy

sad

moody

I forget to focus on, and be thankful for, all the lovely day to day bits happening around me.

Henry, using his little hands to pick up a cheddar goldfish and place it into his hungry little mouth.....listening to the sound of his five little teeth working away.

Having parents who I love because they are my parents, but also because they are truly and honestly people I would choose to be around if they weren't my parents.

Friends who I can call and talk to, who understand me and don't think I am a nutter (most of the time).

It's so silly for me to waste time (precious time) lost in my head....when it is so much prettier out here.

(check out these twins....)

summer rudeness

2011-08-09T17:23:00.000-07:00

While walking into the house this evening, my hands full of this and that, I watched a mosquito sting me.

That's right...I watched it, and frankly I'm rather upset about it.

That little bug didn't even have the common courtesy to fly away once it was spotted! Bold I tell you. BOLD!

I can handle the phantom mosquito bite. You know....like when you are dining al fresco for dinner thinking to yourself how lovely it is to eat outside and then twenty minutes later you are a giant itchy and scratchy show thinking how lovely dinner inside could have been too????

But sting me right in front of my own face? I'm offended!...and itchy

(braving the bugs at Easley Winery's "Groovin in the Garden" Night)

his face

2011-08-02T15:48:00.000-07:00

Henry was napping in my arms this morning. My most favorite place for him to nap.

I found myself starring at his face.

His nose.

His eyes.

The soft strawberry hair on top of his head.

When I was pregnant, I wondered what our baby would look like.

Like me?

Like Stone?

A perfect mix of the two of us?

This morning, while watching him sleep, I realized I've always known him.

His face....His nose. His eyes. His sweet strawberry hair.

Since the beginning of our time (Stone's and mine), he was meant to be ours.

I find peace in these thoughts.

In knowing our world is just as it should be.

It's funny because it's awkward

2011-08-01T06:19:00.000-07:00

Saturday took us two hours north of home for Stone's sister's engagement party.

Good food and an open bar were to be enjoyed....

and enjoy we did!

But let's get to what this post really is about.

BEHOLD!.....

the toilet paper stuck to Stone's shoe on his journey back from the loo.

Yes, I laughed out loud when I saw it

and then I took a picture of it, so I could laugh about it later.

shopping....at home

2011-07-20T14:53:00.000-07:00

This past weekend I had to go on a little shopping trip....in my guest bedroom closet.

It's a wondrous thing....that closet.

Housing all sorts of goodies (both purchased, gifted and given) that have not found a home in our home yet.

The shopping trip was due to our little "Summer Nights" party (more on that later), which required the use of our mega speakers. Said 'mega speakers' are in fact not that mega, they are just a whole lot larger and uglier than I would like and are usually housed in our armoire on the shelf above the TV. But like I said, the "Summer Nights" party required them in a desperate way.....which left me with a barren shelf.

That's right...barren. Positively lonely. Void of anything and in desperate need of some sprucing.

So, take a trip I did into the guest bedroom closet. And here is what I came up with.

I like it.

It's simple/random/silly/totally me.

And best of all I didn't leave the house to shop....or spend any (more) money!

three peas in a pod

2011-07-19T17:36:00.000-07:00

My amazing sister took our first real family photos for us last week.

I fall in love with my husband and son over and over again every time I look at these.

(I seriously turn to mush when I look at this one)

dog days

2011-07-13T06:26:00.000-07:00

our bungalow doesn't cool down so well

(especially in 95+ degree weather)

which means it's slumber party time!...off to the (downstairs) guest bedroom we go

check out snoozefest 2011

Kentucky Hug

2011-07-11T17:53:00.000-07:00

I lost my dignity on the Kentucky Bourbon Trail.

Oh wait.....that was Stone not me!

(good times at the Wild Turkey Distillery...even though the bourbon was crap)

More funnies from the trip to come.

travelin.....

2011-07-02T12:34:00.001-07:00

We are off to travel Kentucky's Bourbon Trail with these sweet friends.

(photo from their recent hot dog party....what? you've never been to a hot dog party? that's a shame.... it looks something like this....)

Two nights away from my Henry.......

Oh how I will cover him with bourbon flavored kisses when we get home!

PS: no babies were fed hot dogs during the celebrating of the hot dog party....much to Henry's dismay

road trip

2011-06-27T15:37:00.000-07:00

We had a lovely weekend up north in Detroit. We were in good ol Rock City visiting our lovely friends Lisa and Kyle.

This is what our weekend looked like.....

snooze-fest while holding his favorite car toy on the drive up

Lisa and Henry being silly at the festival

These photos make me laugh for the following reasons:

1. Henry is holding on for dear life

2.When I decided to hitch a ride on the same horse as Henry, not only did I get yelled at by the ride operator "You can't be on there!".... the second I hoisted myself up the young child next to us started screaming at me "WHY ARE YOU ON THERE WITH HIM!?!?!?!??! WHY? WHY? WHY?"

3.I look like one huge woman on that horse.

Thank you my dear! We had such a wonderful time with you two!!!!

the dumps.....

2011-06-16T13:38:00.000-07:00

I got off work early today.

I walked into the house to find a big ol pile of poo.

Tilda Girl is sick.

I let her outside and slowly walked throughout the rest of the house.

Our front room is chock-full of poo and puke.

(only on the rug of course....our precious pup wouldn't dream of doing it on the hardwoods, that would be too easy!)

I called Stone to tell him the news and that I didn't have the stomach to handle it.

So now I'm sitting outside on the back porch avoiding the situation all together until he gets home.

What would I do without him. He's the bee's knees.

scary haha?

2011-06-15T06:08:00.000-07:00

Not so sure this is the best face to make when trying to get Mr. Henry to smile.

PS: check out the palest family ever.....a lady walked up to me the first day of our vacation and said, "Oh, honey. Make sure you put sunblock on...you are gonna burn!" Thanks lady, I got that under control. Clearly what I don't have under control are proper funny faces for a baby.

PPS: Henry had a few funny faces on this trip too.

(while meeting his great grand parents for the first time)

My child is possibly plotting world domination.....definitely 'scary haha!'

easy does it

2011-06-14T16:45:00.000-07:00

I've gone and done something to my back.

I have to walk around a smidge bent over with my butt sticking out a bit and my right hip raised slightly.....let's just say I look special.

When I walked in the house this evening Stone gave me a raised eyebrow look and said,

"Uh....I don't want you to walk like that."

I said,

"Neither do I."

Then we both had a good chuckle....mine mildly painful due to the ol grandma back I got going on.

Fingers crossed I wake up tomorrow all better. Something tells me this little issue is here to stay for a spell.

PS: the back injury may or may not be from me imitating Stone's awesome dance moves to a few coworkers this afternoon....

a conversation between husband and wife

2011-06-08T19:48:00.000-07:00

PREFACE:
I wear a leather cuff on my left wrist. It has a silver plate on it with 'Henry' etched in to it. My sister gave it to me for my push present....I love it.

Court- Hey, smell my bracelet.
Stone- Why? Does it smell like wrist skin?
Court- No. It smells like my perfume. (extends her wrist for him to smell)
Stone- (sniffs)
Court-Doesn't it smell good?!
Stone- Eh. It smells like a children's exhibit.
Court- What?

a post script

2011-06-08T12:03:00.000-07:00

I totally snug-a-bugged

a berry good dinner

2011-06-06T16:22:00.000-07:00

It's hot....and I kind of love it

(except at night when I'm sweating bullets because our bedroom is in the upstairs attic conversion which equals zero air flow....it makes me angry and when I get angry I do things like snap at Matilda to get off the bed and then I call her 'beast'....and then I laugh because I am ridiculous)

hot=we eat food cooked on the grill

(strangely enough I requested hot dogs on the grill...what is happening to me!?)

hot=fresh fruit for days (thank you Kroger for having $1 raspberries...that never happens!)

hot=lazy days in the sun

dilemmas

2011-06-06T11:54:00.000-07:00

My dilemmas for today include but are not limited to:

1.What should I get Stone for father's day.

2. Should I purchase the 4 items in my 'shopping cart' on UrbanOutfitters.com?

3.Should we officially move Henry into his room?

4. What am I going to wear to Jacey's wedding this weekend.

5. If we go on a walk later, should I keep my hair in this high pony? (it's pretty high)

6. Should I give up soda....tomorrow?

7. Henry is napping....should I lay down with him and snug-a-bug?

our hump day

2011-06-03T18:22:00.000-07:00

My boys and I went to the zoo on Wednesday.

Oh the zoo.

Not only awesome for animal watching....it is most excellent for people watching.

Oh the wild things you see at the zoo!

We skipped the dolphin show because quite frankly the thought of being sprayed with funky fish water sounds about as fun as....well being sprayed with funky fish water.

It was land animals all day for us....and they did not disappoint.

Neither did Mr. Henry with his always perfect facial expressions.

This face says to me, "Who dares to disturb me whilst I am gazing at the giraffes!?"

Yes, I definitely think my child would say 'whilst' if he were to speak to me. What can I say, he is quite the gentleman.

1st DIY Night with the girls

2011-06-02T18:36:00.000-07:00

Wine

Gossip

Crafting

Good Times

We chose this little Hex Nut Beauty as our first project:

which can be found at Honestly...WTF

In the list of "things you will need" this fellow blogger listed 'a bit of dexterity!'.....

If by 'dexterity' she meant literally growing three additional hands, then yes....this bracelet is completely do-able.

Here is how mine turned out....only after Kitty and Sara helped me by holding the braid and threading the Hex Nuts for me.

modeled by Miss Kit Kat

Can't wait for our next night!!!!!

reason #78 I don't go into our basement (unless Stone is out of town for 2 weeks therefore forcing me to do laundry)

2011-05-23T07:03:00.000-07:00

the main light (attached to the switch at the top of the stairs) is broken.

oh it comes on....

however the entire time it is on it flickers on and off.

it gives me the feeling that as I am walking down the stairs a pair of hands are going to pop out from under one of the steps and grab my ankles.

yeah....the basement just isn't for me

hurry home my love....i miss your sweet face and your awesome laundry skills!

2011-05-16T08:13:00.000-07:00

(my boys by the pool while on vacation)

My Beloved has gone away for a spell.

Two weeks to be exact.

Two weeks of not seeing his sweet face or kissing his sweet lips.

Mi Madre has come to stay for a spell.

Two weeks to be exact.

Two weeks of giggles and girl time.

I think these two weeks might just fly by.....

PS: Dad you are invited for girl time too....but I know you won't stay.

'never too soon for a little sweet treat'....says Mimi

2011-05-13T18:44:00.001-07:00

"Mimi" is mi Madre. Mimi is what her grandchildren call her.

I got a call from her today while at work.....(she watches Henry on Thursdays and Fridays)

Mimi: We went on a walk today and boy oh boy we were so hot afterwards we needed a popsicle! I checked the freezer, but didn't have any. I did have those little ice cream 'Dibs' and I tell ya what!...Mr. Henry just LOVED them. He probably ate 6 or 7!!!!

Court: Of course he did.... (as she lovingly shakes her head in mock anger/surprise)

(Mimi feeding Henry a gingerbread cookie while on our recent Florida vacation)

the conversation we had while she was feeding him said cookie:

Court: Really? Mom....a gingerbread cookie???

Mimi: HE LOVES IT!!!!!

Court: Of course he loves it! I can see the crystallized sugar on top of it! He's never had something so sweet in his life!!!

Mimi: (continues feeding him sugary goodness)

yellow

2011-05-02T19:12:00.001-07:00

Random: A friend of mine once told me the bottom of the banana is called 'the bananus'.

It's 10:13 at night and the banana bread cooking in my oven smells like my childhood.

Warm and cozy goodness.

Thank you Madre for sending your recipe home with Stone.

I will have sweet banana flavored dreams tonight.

Our Man....

2011-04-28T20:42:00.000-07:00

Our little man is six months old.

six months

It makes me a little bit weepy to say it out loud.

He is the most precious gift I have ever been given.

(photos by my awesome sister.....Heather)

halfsies

2011-04-24T17:42:00.000-07:00

I'm not naming any names.

But someone who lives in our house had his 1/2 birthday on Saturday.....

It's kind of a big deal.

I even made a two layered chocolate cake to boot!

And someone (I'm not naming any names) got to have a serious taste of chocolate icing.

My World....

2011-04-12T18:04:00.000-07:00

Two things that have caused my heart to beat a little faster this week:

Truly one of the only times (if not the only time) a movie has come close to being as wonderful as the book.

Thanks to this monstrosity, gone are the days of my beloved hard taco falling to pieces while I try to eat it.

PS: the ol ticker might be ticking a bit faster due to unhealthiness, but I like to think it is excitement....not saturated fat.

Irish Boy

2011-03-17T05:17:00.000-07:00

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!!!

The bib says "Kiss Me"

The face says "why I otta....."

Nursery Part 2: the crib & bedding

2011-03-16T16:43:00.000-07:00

THE CRIB-

The crib was a no brainer for me.

White.

Nothing fancy.

Smallish. (the nursery is just a wee little room)

Ikea really came through for me with the Gulliver Crib.

(note: this is not the crib that was recalled)

THE BEDDING-

I'm a quilt lover. Seriously....I love a quilt.

Finding a plain white quilt, without ribbons and bows and lace, was next to impossible.

That's where mi Madre's bestie comes into the picture.

Rose. Oh Rose. She is a wild woman who I love to love. She calls me her Little Court...with a New Hampshire accent (Liddle Corrrdt). How can I not love her???

She surprised me and had a beautiful quilt (along with sheets, bumper and skirt) custom made for my sweet babe to be.

It's perfect.

White. Plain. Quaint. Cozy.

Tie it all together (along with a little over the crib diddy I picked up at Ikea for $7) and I think the crib/bedding turned out SPLENDID!!!!

very beery idea....

2011-03-09T11:08:00.000-08:00

I've decided, since I love beer and all it's brewed goodness, to hunt

down the best recipes which include beer as a main ingredient......

and make them

Wanna join me for this crazy hoppy, distilled and fizzy ride?

I think good ol Ben Franklin said it best,

"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."

First up: Guinness Pie

(Well I guess technically my bountiful beer bread was first up, but that was before I had this genius idea.....and 'seconds up' sounds stupid....so we just won't count the bountiful beer bread as part of this beertastic adventure.)

a conversation between husband and wife:

2011-03-08T16:44:00.000-08:00

Court: Whoa, this bill from Henry's doc is more than I expected

Stone: Insurance didn't take anything off.....it says here "not on policy"...strange

Court: Super strange. Especially since she asked for our new insurance card (that has his name on it) at his last appointment

Stone: Let's see the card you gave her

Court: (hands the card to Stone)

Stone: Well I see the problem......you gave her our dental plan card

Court: So basically it's like a gave her a Blockbuster card?....pointless

Stone: Yup....

bountiful indeed.

2011-03-02T17:04:00.000-08:00

I had a conversation with my sister the other day

regarding the fact that helping yourself to the bread basket

is one of the leading causes of belly fat.

So naturally I went home and whipped up a loaf of beer bread goodness.

What the body isn't supposed to have

the brain will stop at nothing to get.

Hi. My name is Courtney. I have almost no will power.

The little that I do have

is keeping me from eating the entire loaf.....

slice by perfect slice

bonus: baking beer bread requires only one of the six tasty brews I purchased

bottoms up!

this is what 4 months looks like.......

2011-02-26T12:38:00.000-08:00

(photos by my awesome sister of course!)

I could just wrap him up in a flour tortilla

(with a little salsa & sour cream on top)

and gobble him up!

Is that weird?

two piece too soon?

2011-02-22T17:34:00.001-08:00

I finally bit the bullet and purchased a swimsuit.

Much to my own surprise, I found myself adding a bikini to my 'cart'.

Purchasing this "Midnight Tropic" piece of fun turned out to be a bit of an ordeal.

Like most bikinis these days the top and bottom are sold separately since most of us ladies aren't the same size on the top as we are on the bottom. (although we may wish it were so)

The bottoms came in the regular ol small, medium and large sizes.

The top on the other hand came in bra sizes.

What?

I haven't worn a bra in more years than I can remember! Things (by 'things' I mean the girls...and by 'the girls' I mean my boobs) have done a bit of changing in all those years.

A few texts were sent to friends, inquiry as to what size they thought the girls would fit into.

After a few back and forths a size was decided on.....thank you to all parties involved!

It really took a village on this one!

Swept Away

2011-02-13T18:10:00.000-08:00

Maybe I was tired. Maybe it was the wine.

Maybe it was both.

But tonight, I got swept away in a wave of love.

I got caught up in how much I love my husband and our son.

And how much I love how we, the three of us, fit so perfectly into our sweet little bungalow.

It's funny how it creeps up on you.

Life.

I hoped for so much when I was little.

I hoped for everything.

But I never expected this.

I never expected to be blown over by how wonderful life can be.

Nursery: Part 1

2011-02-07T13:37:00.001-08:00

The number one question I got asked after someone found out that I didn't know if the baby was a boy or a girl was:

"How are you decorating the nursery?"

I decided, prior to ever getting pregnant (or even thinking about getting pregnant), that boy or girl I wanted to paint the walls a cozy shade of white-ish blue (aka: really really really really light blue).

After that I decided all that mattered to me was the nursery be a cozy little space, with pieces (aside from the crib) I could eventually incorporate into the rest of my home.

No theme, no color scheme, no plan......just found pieces I fell in love with/fixed up.

I call it cohesive hodgepodge.

First Purchase: the chair

Mission: find a hideous old chair to refurbish and make fabulous

I found this chair at a (semi) local antique store for $12......yes you read that right $12.

It was ugly but had good bones.

After a few trips to fabric stores, a sweet paint job by Stone and a quick trip to the upholstery shop (thank you Madre and Heather!!!!)....the finished product was better than I had hoped for.

why I could never do crack.....

2011-02-02T12:54:00.000-08:00

Most importantly because (for lack of a better word) it's whack.

But also because yesterday while at work I had a vanilla latte and an earl grey tea latte.

the shakes

freezing...but sweating

random dizziness

talking at speeds no human has ever achieved

(there are multiple voicemails floating around this city to prove it)

The above list is a quick recap of the reaction I had to one too many caffeinated beverages.

aka: caffeine overload

It wasn't pretty folks.....it wasn't pretty.

one of my top 12 favorite things:

2011-02-02T07:02:00.000-08:00

when Taco Bell uses the word 'succulent' to describe their steak

ha! who are they kidding....

PS: Here's a picture of a pretty cute kid named Mr. Henry

{photo taken by my sister ((who else!?!))}

swimsuits? i'd rather not....clementines? yes please...

2011-01-31T11:30:00.000-08:00

I tried on a swimsuit Saturday and promptly wanted to swan dive off a bridge.

To say I'm not excited for swimsuit season is an understatement.

It doesn't help that when the stores start selling swimsuits it's in the dead of winter, when I am pale and have packed on my winter weight to keep warm!

(well, and this year I packed on some weight while growing a human being)

Ugh! Basically Macy's is rude.

Stone and I are on a mission to look awesome by the time our vacation rolls around in roughly two months.

Perhaps these tasty treats from Trader Joe's will help us out

mini Reece Cups bad.

fresh fruit good!

three months

2011-01-24T10:59:00.000-08:00

Remember when I have a three month old?

Let's just say that again.....

I.have.a.three.month.old.

I do....and he is perfect.

He smiles and coos and 'talks' and giggles (sort of) and kicks his little legs like there's no tomorrow and slobbers like there's no tomorrow.

I kind of love him a lot......

PS: coming soon, posts regarding Mr. Henry's nursery. it occurred to me the other day I haven't shared one bit of it with you. The nerve!

it went well

2011-01-05T06:29:00.000-08:00

My first day back to work was actually really great.

The work peeps were happy to see me (which is always a nice feeling)

I was happy to see the work peeps.

And my awesome photographer sister (who just so happens to be watching Mr. Henry for us on Tuesdays) sent me a sweet little email surprise to help me get through the day.......

Love it!!!!

back to work i go

2011-01-03T19:04:00.001-08:00

Today was my last day of maternity leave.

I attempted to be productive.

To do the laundry and wash the dishes and vacuum and dust.

I got some of it done.

But for the most part, today was spent sitting on the couch holding my sweet babe and being so thankful for the last 10 weeks at home with him.

I kissed him.

I breathed him in.

I snuggled with him.

I gazed at him in awe.....

.....and I cried a few times.

It's only three days a week, so I shouldn't be sad.

But I feel like, starting tomorrow, time will start to slip away from me.

look who's got the holiday spirit!....

2010-12-09T11:19:00.000-08:00

Well sort of.

His shirt says:

"IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR!"

While his face says:
"seriously? get that stinking camera out of my face"

The Christmas decor is up in our little bungalow.

Almost all the gifts have been purchased.

Now I need to find a wee bit more holiday cheer in order to start the gift wrapping process....

perhaps this year we can have everyone close their eyes and we will gently place their unwrapped gift in their eager hands?????

'1. 2. 3. OPEN YOUR EYES!!!!!!!!!!'

Question of the Day.....

2010-12-03T07:15:00.000-08:00

Why, in fleece pants, size 0-3 months, are there pockets?

Is it for the change, car keys and wallet Henry needs to carry around?

Just curious......

Silly...but it's how I felt

2010-11-22T07:13:00.000-08:00

Stone and I had our first night out and about on Saturday.....without Mr. Henry....he stayed at Mimi and Grandpa's house (my parents).

(note: both of us have been away from the wee one separately, but never together)

We enjoyed a lovely dinner at one of our most favorite local restaurants, then we stopped by a friends 30th birthday party.

Since Mr. Henry has arrived I have had a silly secret fear.

I'm afraid that Stone will get bored with me and our life together since we can't just get up and go do fun things at a moments notice like we used to. I'm afraid that he will sort of 'blame' me for the loss of spontaneity since technically I brought the wee one into this world....even though it took the both of us to make him.

I know it is absurd, but in my post-baby state of mind this is what I was feeling.....

On the way home from our date night Stone turned to me and said:

"I had a really nice time tonight at dinner just the two of us and seeing our friends....but I have as much fun (if not more) just sitting at home with you and Henry."

Silly me.

My post-baby state of mind forgot what a wonderful person I married.

PS: I just found this picture of Mr. Henry moments after he was born.....and I fell in love all over again.

The Truth Is.....

2010-11-16T15:29:00.000-08:00

bringing Mr. Henry into this world is the best thing I ever did

(I guess Stone had something to do with it too....)

delayed reaction.....

2010-11-11T05:37:00.000-08:00

I didn't cry when Henry was born.

Stone did. Mi Madre did. My sister did. Katie Jean did. But I didn't.

Don't get the wrong idea....I was over the moon when I saw that sweet boys face, but I think I was in shock.

Yup, shock.

1) I just pushed a baby out of my body.....in 18 minutes to boot!

2) Throughout the entire pregnancy when someone would ask me what I thought I was having I would say 'boy'. But really in the back of my mind I just figured the baby would be a girl....I'm a girly girl, so I always pictured myself having a girl. SOOOO, when the baby came out and I saw (forgive my frankness) balls...I.WAS.SHOCKED.

3) I just pushed a baby out of my body....

Fast forward to 2 weeks and 3 days post-birth.

I'm sitting on the couch holding a sleeping Henry, just staring at his face, and it hit me......

Stone and I made him. This tiny little person is made up of pieces (hopefully the best pieces) of the two of us.

....and I cried

(photos taken by the talented Heather....who just so happens to be my sister)

Look What I Did

2010-11-02T16:01:00.000-07:00

Henry Michael

born

October 23rd

weight

6lbs 14.5oz

length

21in

He is a dream......

prizes and such

2010-10-13T18:11:00.000-07:00

Today was a good day

Full of prizes and surprises

Thank you SB (soon to be SC...but she will always be SB to me) for making all of my boot and cupcake dreams come true

(boots from here...took me 1.5hrs ((not kidding)) of wiggling my foot to get these bad boys on, this baby bump is all up in my way)

(it was peanut butter heaven.....yes, peanut butter heaven)

must.have.now

2010-09-29T18:41:00.000-07:00

Size 7.5?

Yes please!!!!!!!!!!!!

(found here...but not in my size and I have a gift card burning a hole in my pocket!)

I've been showered.....

2010-09-27T16:56:00.001-07:00

A few Sundays ago my darling sister threw me a sweet baby shower luncheon.

A week or so pre-shower I had a slight mental break down and said to mi madre, "Mom....I literally have nothing for this baby."

Let's just say there is no need for me to worry. This baby is set! JEEZ!...it looks like Babies-R-Us puked in our living room. We got EVERYTHING we need! I'm so lucky to have such awesome friends and family.

(note: I have a medium to mild hatred for the name Babies-R-Us. It makes me think they are loading babies into those t-shirt launchers they have at sporting events, and shooting them out to the customers...I'm just sayin)

Here are a few shots from the day:
(taken of course by our resident photographer...my sister)

Heather put together an all yellow candy bar....

Not only was it absolutely delicious and adorable, it was also the favor for the guests.

Check out the delicious spread!....and just because I can't booze doesn't mean I should punish my friends and family. We had wine, Sangria and Sweet Tea Vodka for those looking to get truly saucy....

Mi Madre made the cupcakes, but Heather had these awesome cookies and sweet little cake made....on top of the cake was a question mark (since we don't know what we are having), a bottle and a little onezie on a hanger. How flipping cute!

My favorite gift wrapping job of the day....well done Erin you crafty minx!

I would like you to take notice of the cute little boots I have on in this picture of me and Mi Madre.....It took my sister and niece Laney 10-12 minutes to get these boots on me. Not because my feet are swollen...on the contrary they are still quite slim and polished to perfection (most days). The problem was the ol baby bump....it really got in the way!

And last....me and my sister. She thought of every little detail and made the day so incredible special. I can't imagine my life without her and am so lucky to have such an inspiring lady to look up to.

PS: The Colts had their first game of the season during the shower. They lost.....Stone, Les (by brother-in-law) and my Dad were a sad site when they came over after the baby festivities.......

maternity 'photo shoot'

2010-08-24T18:05:00.000-07:00

My mom asked if Stone was going to be in any of the maternity photos my sister was taking of me. I told her, "Yes, but only if he promises to be shirtless in all of them."

Stone declined the offer so alas the photos are only of me and the bump.

Here are a few shots from our afternoon.....

I'm so lucky to have such an amazing sister who not only takes time out to do sweet things for me, but who is also actually really awesome at taking photos!

SCORE!

a letter.....

2010-08-22T06:34:00.000-07:00

Dear Honeybees living where our roof meets our wall,

I'm sorry we had to evict you.

From what I can tell, you are perfectly friendly bees...not of the killer persuasion.

It's just that well, humans and bees can't share living spaces.

There's the language barrier. I speak English while you speak Bzzzzzzz.

You fly up to say hello. I wave my arms in response, misunderstanding your Bzzzz "hello!" for Bzzzz "I'm going to sting you!". Before I can correct my social faux pas you are on the defensive like a heat seeking missile narrowing down the spot you see best to plant your stinger.

Even if we were someday able to understand your dances and Bzzzz's, there is the one tiny itty bitty little problem of the sweet babe growing in my belly.

When we first bring the baby home we won't even understand it. The baby speaks in screams, cries and grunts that, at first, will be completely foreign to us. Your Bzzzz 'hello!' will be impossible for the little one to understand...and me being the new momma, I know I will for sure misinterpret it for 'I can't wait to tell my friends about this chubby little addition to the family. It will be a fight to see who will be the first to sting it!'

You can call me selfish till the pollen comes home, but I think the eviction will truly be the best thing for everyone involved.

Hoping your honey is sweet this year,
Court

PS: I'm also sorry about your fallen comrades. It didn't have to end that way for them. The eviction notice went up (aka: your nest was sprayed) and they ignored it. We can't have squatters buzzing around inside our house day and night doing who knows what out of revenge.

look who got all jazzed up.....

2010-08-19T17:40:00.001-07:00

Not too shabby for a pregnant lady and a man dressed in black on a 97 degree day.

The wedding was a grand time....

until Stone headbutted me on the dance floor (on accident)

Is there a bonfire in your house?.....

2010-08-08T18:00:00.001-07:00

....No, that would be my hair.

We had southern style smoked bbq for dinner tonight. It seems that not only did my belly get full with the meal, but my hair drank up as much of the bbq flavor (read: stench) as it could.

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g on to more important things.....

Stone and I had a serious conversation the other night.

"If you could brush only two teeth in your mouth every day, and it had to be the same two every day, which two would you pick?" Was the question at hand.

Stone went for the jack-o-lantern look. One on top and one on bottom...right in the front.

I decided I would pick a molar on the top and the corresponding molar on the bottom. That way when all the teeth in my head fell out I would still be able to somewhat chomp down.

Very serious stuff.

Things I love to love even if it makes me red in the face to admit it....

2010-08-05T16:57:00.000-07:00

*The song "After All" by Cher and Peter Cetera (theme song from the movie Chances Are)

It's terrible but I get a little weepy every time my iPod picks it when I shuffle my tunes....I kinda love the move Chances Are too

*The movie Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves

I mean come on.....Maid Marian. Need I say more? I wanted to be her when I was a kid. Alan Rickman as the Sheriff of Nottingham...nuff said. Don't even get me started on my sweet Morgan Freeman. I think my love for Morgan and his regal face started when I saw this movie. Funny thing, this movie has been on my top 10 list for years and years, but I never owned it until recently. My sweet little husband surprised me with it when I got home from work one day last week......in attempt to talk me out of repainting the nursery late Tuesday night. (attempt failed, but I was still super pumped to get my hands on that movie!)

*When people rub my belly

I mean obviously not strangers and definitely not when I am not pregnant....that would be just plain awkward. Well let's be honest, it's a little awkward even when I am pregnant. "Excuse me. Would you mind rubbing my belly for a minute?" How does one go about requesting a belly rub?...without sounding slightly like a puppy.

Bump Watch 2010

2010-07-28T09:07:00.000-07:00

Here is the baby bump at the tail end of 25 weeks....

The bump is getting big.

My hair is getting big.

My boobs are getting big.

My appetite is getting big.

Basically everything is expanding in my world....

and I kind of love it.

keeping you abreast....

2010-07-07T06:01:00.000-07:00

(other than the fact that my nephew is a nursing baby, and therefore loves boobs, this photo has nothing to do with this post....he's just too darn cute not to share a photo!!!)

Mid-way through high school I came to terms with the fact that my 'lovely lady lumps' were never going to be, well....'lovely lady lumps'.

I grieved, as any teenage girl would. But over time I came to love the fact that I wasn't sporting two cantaloupes atop my chest (or even peaches for that matter!) and had been blessed with a rather 'perky' demeanor. I embraced my itty bitty self and flipped a giant metaphorical bird to one Victoria and her sultry Secret. To get right down to it...I burned my bras.

Well ok, I didn't actually set fire to anything...but I kicked my bra wearing days to the curb and have been living a rather carefree life ever since.

(note: I do always wear and undertank as to not be inappropriate. Not to worry dears, I'm not putting the girls too far out there)

Now imagine my surprise (and horror) when a couple of weeks ago, during a visit from my sweet madre, she uttered the following statement to me:

"You do realize that at some point you are going to have to put those things in a bra."

Or when hanging out pool side I walked up to my Aunt Nancy to greet her with a warm hello and she states:

"Well look at that!...she's got boobs!"

And lastly when my sister (who got the boob gene that skipped me) told me she loved my new swimsuit but:

"There is no way that top is making it through the summer."

I'm just gonna put it out there. I'm freaked out.

I was prepared for stretch marks. I was prepared for raging hormones. I was prepared for prego brain. I was prepared for a lot, but I was not prepared to have to strap the girls in for the next 5 months (and quite possible the rest of my life!)

As it stands.....I haven't turned my back on my cozy cotton undertanks. I can't! They are too darn cozy. The thought of straps and clasps and synthetic fibers in this heat are about enough to bring this perky girl to tears!

Signed,

Desperately Seeking Vickie (so I can slap her and her sultry secret)

long time no....see?

2010-07-07T05:45:00.000-07:00

I have been....

falling in love with summer

reading

painting the nursery the wrong color (ugh...I'm irrational)

chasing down the ice cream truck

gathering

growing (seriously...)

attending a Portillo's hot dog party

planning a weekend getaway

walking the dog to the dog bakery

falling out of love with summer

craving Cinnabon

using new serving dishes

purchasing a crib

getting charlie horses in my calves

wondering what this baby of mine will look like

watering my garden (tomatoes and peppers are here!)

I've missed you.

no YOU are!

2010-06-20T06:49:00.000-07:00

Stone is puttering around outside in our backyard/garage doing who knows what....without his shirt on.

I'm sitting in the upstairs guest bedroom (future nursery) catching up on blog reading.

Then I hear Stone yell to me through the window,

"This parking job is one of your all time worst."

(let it be known I do not claim to be the best driver nor garage parker)

So I yell back the only appropriate response,

"You walking around outside sans shirt on is one of your all time worst."

Oh how I love it when I revert to my 3rd grade self!

2010-06-09T07:12:00.001-07:00

Not to worry dears, I am no longer pantless!

Oh, you didn't know I had been walking around for the past 18-ish weeks without pants on???

Well I have been.

If it couldn't be paired with leggins, it was left in the closet.

(and by closet I mean on top of the guest bed that until recently had been my own personal walk in closet/lounge...do you think the Nugget will know the sacrifices I made for him/her???)

So anyways, back to the pants of the matter. I am pantless no more!!!!!

A big round of applause needs to be given to my sweet sister. Whilst at the mall on Monday, she said what I am sure other's have been wanting to say....."Hey, let's go look at Gap Maternity. It's seriously time you get some pants."

Indeed. It was time.

Stone snapped this 'lovely photo' last night after a quick trip to McDonalds for a vanilla cone.

See the cone in my hand? He made me laugh (as you can see) by asking what I was doing with the cone. "You're just gonna have it in the picture? Are you gonna take a bite? What exactly are you doing?" SNAP! he takes the photo, looks at the photo then says (with a disturbed look on his face) "oh no!...let's take another"

Well this sent my giggle fit into over drive (as you can see above) and Stone was sweet enough to snap a picture right after I screamed "I'm gonna pee my new pants!"

Oh Stone...you are such a gentleman.

And this is my bump at the end of 18 weeks

All in all, it feels good to be back in pants.

playing in the dirt

2010-06-02T06:48:00.000-07:00

Look what I did!

(tomatoes, broccoli, cauliflower, cucumbers, squash, bell peppers, cantaloupe and a blueberry bush)

OK. Stone did it, but that's neither here nor there.

I can only do so many things at once and Monday afternoon I was very busy reading Harry Potter (again) and growing a baby in my belly. How was I possible expected to till the land?

PS: I wonder how many more times I can use "I can't, I'm growing a baby" before Stone snaps...

Quiz:

2010-05-25T19:10:00.000-07:00

(Pre-quiz info)
-I woke up this morning with the sneaking suspicion a teeny tiny elf crawled down my throat in the night, then proceeded to scrape the back of my throat with a wire brush.....good times.

Whilst kissing my love good bye this morning I had a coughing fit so intense it caused me to:

A) pee my pants

B) start gagging (thus bringing up my Cookie Crisp)

C) look at Stone for help only to have him stare back with a look of horror etched across his face

D) all of the above

If you answered 'D' you get an A+ for the day!....good times.

PS: Sorry if this was TMI, but it was actually quite funny. (after the fact)

to show the bump or to not show the bump....that is the question

2010-05-22T15:51:00.001-07:00

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.

Summer is upon us and the age old task of purchasing new swimsuits is upon me.

This year being the year that it is, (the year I have a growing baby in my belly all summer) I have been chewing on whether or not to bare it all this summer.

Well I won't be 'baring' everything...jeez!

I've decided to embrace the bump and show it off...sometimes

Probably not if/when I am at a beach or a pool party, but when hanging with the family by the pool....

THE.BUMP.WILL.BE.OUT.AND.ABOUT.

In 6-10 businesses days I will be rockin this swimsuit top:

With these bottoms:

(both in 'grape'...the color of the top)

PS: It's a definite possibility that said swimsuit will arrive, be tried on and promptly sent back to where it came from.

reason #364 why I love Stone

2010-05-17T08:13:00.001-07:00

Because after a long day of work

I came home only to have to leave again for the evening.

Whilst getting ready to walk back out the door he says,

"In the words of Kenneth 'Babyface' Edmonds.....when will I see you again???"

Oh Stone, if I had a nickel for every time you made me laugh....

POP!

2010-05-10T18:28:00.000-07:00

So here it is

'the bump'

(almost 15 weeks)

Confession:

I've started accepting food from strangers.

It might be a problem....

A client walked into work the other day (in my defense she is a 'regular') and asked if any of us were hungry. I had just eaten lunch, but before I could stop myself "whatcha got?" came flying out of my mouth!

I accepted a hard taco from a stranger.

Not even a hard taco supreme...just a regular old hard taco!

I think I need help.....

potatoes + cheese = YES PLEASE! (REVISED)

2010-05-05T06:29:00.000-07:00

Cheesy Potatoes

ingredients-

1 bag of shredded potatoes (you know...like for hashbrowns)
1 16oz container of sour cream (you will you 3/4 of it)

1 can cream of chicken soup

1 bag of shredded cheddar (save some to sprinkle on top)

salt and pepper to taste

ALSO....a bit of onion...dried or fresh it doesn't matter (sorry I forgot this on the original post)

to do-

in a bowl, mix all of the ingredients together

scrape them into a baking dish (I used 13x9, but you can use whatever)

bake at 350 for one hour

ENJOY!

PS: don't expect there to be leftovers

PPS: not having a camera is really cramping my style...you will just have to take my word for it that this not only looks delicious, it actually is delicious...plus the dish I used to bake this cheesy goodness in was missing a handle and didn't look so cute.

PPPS: thank you dear sister for the recipe!

crying over spilled milk (shake)

2010-04-27T20:13:00.000-07:00

(My mom calls Chick-Fil-A "The Chick")

Chick-Fil-A has a Peach Milkshake on their menu for the summer.

Stone bought me one for dessert, after we dinned on "The Chick" tonight.

It was good.

It smelled good. It had bits of peach in it. And the whipped creme on top was top notch.

It stopped being good however, when Stone knocked the half full/melted milkshake inside my purse.

Not only did he rouse me from my after dinner nap (I take those now).

But now my purse (and most all the items in it) smells like old milkshake.

Stone's take on it:

"On the bright side. I think the peach flavor is really going to help cover up the rotten milk smell"

I guess there is always a positive........

UPDATE:

Stone requested I update you all with the fact that although yes, he did do the spilling....he also did ALL of the cleaning. The little bits of peach floating at the bottom of my bag looked a little bit too much like throw up for me to handle.

the stats.....

2010-04-22T04:47:00.001-07:00

12 weeks along

due November 3rd

stuffing my face with almost anything and everything

(note: I have been unable to try Yoplait's new gift to the world...Red Velvet Yogurt....the very thought of red velvet in the form of yogurt sets my mouth a watering (not in a good way) and gives me the shivers. Seriously...it's bad news bears)

my jeans still fit....and by 'fit' I mean I can wear them, not buttoned, and be uncomfortable all day

my already thick tresses have become an almost uncontrollable mass with it's own plan for world domination

Stone calls the wee babe in my belly 'Nugget'...pronounced 'new-get' with a slight English accent

And that's about it!....Honestly, I have felt really great. I feel lazy and a little bit cranky sometimes (more on that later) other than that.....top notch!

Thank you for your sweet comments!

the jig is up.....

2010-04-21T07:28:00.000-07:00

What it boils down to

is that I've been busy keeping a secret

A secret I have loved having tucked under my wing

safe and snuggled and warm

A secret that is really starting to show itself.

The secret is.....

I'm going to be a Momma

I wonder what sort of amazing little person we will have with us come this fall.

PS: If the baby takes anything after this guy.....

(Stone with a stuffed pig in Italy)

he/she is destined to be awesome.

the plan is to have no plan at all.....

2010-03-29T07:51:00.001-07:00

Today I want nothing more than to go to the grocery store.....without a list.

I want to wander up and down the aisles tossing in whatever suits my fancy.

No plan what so ever.

I don't want items that will make a nice meal or things that are on sale.

I want good stuff....perhaps I will venture so far as to say junk.

Well perhaps not all junk, sometimes those clear glass jars of grapefruits slices do look extra tempting.

OK.

To execute this plan-less plan, I need to get going and plan my outfit. But after that, the plan is to have no plan.

Or at least that's what I'm planning on.

You know you have a problem if.....

2010-03-18T04:47:00.000-07:00

Whilst walking through the grocery store for your weekly stock up of food stuffs,

you place a call to the tasty Chinese restaurant down the street for a carry-out order.

Even worse, if you whisper your order for fear the other shoppers will hear you

and your absurdity, then point and laugh.

Not that I know anything about this.

I'm just sayin, you might have a problem if these scene is familiar......

ps: couldn't the leftovers technically be catagorized as 'groceries'??????

Look Who's Here!

2010-03-16T05:00:00.000-07:00

It's my new nephew Emmett!

(or Easy E, as some peeps in the family like to call him)

He was born at 4:34am on March 13th (his due date) weighing in at 7lbs exactly and 20in long.

He is sweet as can be.

We are all in love.