Saturday, December 17, 2005
Monday, December 12, 2005
I knew I had forgotten something. The other day, someone mentioned that it was only 2 more weeks until Christmas. That really caught me off guard. I've been counting weeks until Dale is home. (It's now 5 and a half, by the way.) And then we've been planning on having Christmas here when he gets home. So for me... the world will celebrate Christmas on Dec. 25. I plan on celebrating around Jan. 25. :D
Saturday, December 10, 2005
So my thinking... Michael Jackson is not Michael Jackson. What if he's been replaced? What if the person who we all think is MJ is really... *GASP*... a white guy?? I think it's this guy that was an MJ impersonator and was so good that when MJ was taken away, the impersonator took his place.
Now, don't ask me who took MJ away or why. Don't ask me why there's an impersonator in his place. Most of all, please don't ask me if I'm serious. I'm not. I do have one conspiracy theory that I'm not going into online, but I wanted to present this, because I thought it was a funny idea. :)
I mean really... all you have to do is an image search of MJ on Google. If you look closely enough, it is not that hard to see... it's NOT him.
Okay, enough of theories for tonight. I'm off to read. Night. :D
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
So Monday morning, imagine my surprise when I woke up with a HUGE cold sore right in the middle of my lip. I remembered what Dale does, he slathers it up with Carmex. So I went hunting for one of his little yellow jars. Surprise! I couldn't find ONE! Nothing. Nada. Not one. There wasn't any in the house. Have I really gone 10 and a half months without one jar of Carmex in my house?
This cold sore hurts. I finally got to the store yesterday to try and find a jar of Carmex. Imagine my disappointment when I couldn't find any. All they have, it seems, is those little yellow tubes of petroleum jelly. BLECH! Well, I have to have something or this thing will never go away. It tastes even worse than the jars.
The worst part of this cold sore is that I can't even kiss my darling girls. It makes me sad.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
I LOVE my girls. I love playing with my girls too. This first picture is Lil Bit and me playing a new game. She was chewing on her toes, so I thought I would play along. You can't see, but we were really giggling. We have a different game that we play with her paci. She's such a tease. LOL
The next picture shows how well Lil Bit is starting to move. She scoots herself around, usually backwards. This time, she managed to get herself under the pack and play and couldn't figure out how to get out. Sweet Pea decided she wanted to be in the picture too. I guess I added her for comparison's sake. I love my girls.
Lil Bit is so funny. I think she's about a week, maybe two, away from crawling on her hands and knees. Today, she said "Mam-mam." I'm not making it up, because Sweet Pea heard it too. It just makes my heart melt. :)
Erma Bombeck once wrote an essay on what she would do differently if she could do it all again. One thing that she said stuck out and has stayed with me. She said she would enjoy pregnancy. I understand that now. With Sweet Pea, I was simply pregnant and since it was the first one, I was just excited. With Lil Bit, I've grown up. I feel like I had so much more time to enjoy being pregnant. I feel like I have time to enjoy her growing up and all of her milestones. I also feel like maybe I cheated Sweet Pea of that time by having to work. But....... with the fact that I enjoy Lil Bit so much, I'm also learning to enjoy Sweet Pea.
Well, that's all I have for tonight. I'd better get to bed so that I'm fresh for more enjoyment tomorrow. ROFLOL
Only 7 more Sundays till Dale comes home! Whopee!
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Time for a new picture. This is our Christmas tree. Sweet Pea and I had a lot of fun decorating it. It's just tall enough that the angel doesn't fit on top, so I had to wire the star to it. It's so pretty. I love this time of year.
I know I had something else to say, something wise and profound, but Mommy brain has kicked in and zapped my mind again. ROFLOL