math major

i knew i married a math major, but i had no idea that i married a math geek!  maybe being a math major automatically makes you a math geek...

lets just say that over the past few days my wonderfully smart hubby has been working on this math packet. for what you ask?!?!

good question...i asked myself the same question the other night when i saw what he had brought home from work and so nicely placed on the counter.

at first, i thought, oh wow...looks like he has alot of work to do and this must be some big project he is taking on.  i guess im probably looking at some quiet nights with all this work he has to do. but then as i looked closer, i noticed it was more a "test" like packet that you would complete and turn in for a grade in a class or maybe some type of math contest or even test prep questions. 
and then i said to myself "really...why would he be doing this?!?! and does he really need another commitment?!?!"
so when he arrived home that night, i asked him what this thing is he brought home.
his response..."oh just a few problems i am working on...you know testing to see how much i remember from school"
my response..."for what? are you in some type of contest?? and REALLY- this is what you are choosing to do in your spare time???"

oh and dont forget my other response..."what a dork...who does math for fun????"

so the past few nights have revolved around this math packet. but dont worry, he is almost done. 
however, on sunday he did get "stumped" on one problem....it was not looking so good.
thank goodness he did have to go to "class" yesterday to turn it in...whew-it gave him an extra day to work on it and he finally got it!
it was touch and go there, but he pulled through;)

frozen food

does this look familar to anyone? maybe your freezer...orquite possibly my moms!?!? this is actually not my freezer but could very well be.
i guess you could say that i have inherited a problem- overstocking my freezer.  i am not sure if i would call it a problem, or a habit,... but today i would def call it an issue.

so after my sunday morning grocery run (which is one of my favorite parts sunday...its extremely relaxing to walk up and down every aisle, except when you are hungry. this is no good and too much money spent!  something that i have learned and my bank account thanks me everytime i eat before)...anyways...i get back to the house and need to put a few items in the freezer (you know the norm- frozen veggies and meat).

sidenote...we have two freezers due to the fact that we cant fit all of the frozen foods inside the house. so we a refrig/freeze in the garage for extra drinks and food.
hoarders...im beginning to think so!

before i can place my items in the freezer, i put the bottle water in the refrig.  as i open the door, i notice some grossness on the bottom of the refrig.  kind of looks like spilled beer with some stickyness. so, i think, so big deal...this can just be wiped off. as i clean it up, i realized thats not what it was...i looked up and noticed that the freezer was not completley closed.  automatically my mind goes, "great what nasty food of my better halfs defrosted!?!?"

another sidenote...my hubby is an avid fisherman and hunter.  and when i say avid, i should say he enjoys to fish and hunt, but has really only successfully fished this year. hunting...thats a whole other story and possibly another blog post!  so over the past few months, we have been lucky enough to store all of his "wild game".  he would say we could eat for months off of what he has gotten, but me, i would starve for the next few months if we really had too.

ok, so now, i open up the freezer and notice that everything has been partially defrosted! wonderful...semi frozen fish, deer meat, chicken, duck and veggies.  talk about a great surprise. the good thing was there was no smell attached to the nastyness (yet?!?). 
what do i do know?  i am faced with a few options here: start emptying the freezer out so it can be reorganized so the door can close completly, get rid of some items that have freezer burn or to wait until the hubby gets home and tell him to take care of it.

so, i did what any good wife would do...
i waited till he got home and had him clean it out as i watched!!!;)
and i made sure to tell him most of the stuff in there was his and he should really do a better job at closing the door when he is done...that probably didnt help the situation, but at least i felt good getting my two cents in!

other than keeping the freezer door closed tightly...lesson of the day- stop buying frozen food!!! we have plenty...probably enough for the whole neighborhood.

here's a lil shout out to KWAK...ghostbustas 4 eva;)

duty calls

so the day has finally come where i have had to face the fact that my dad, my hero is not going to be here to meet my little guy...
i think that i have been hoping and praying that our lil one would make an early appearance so he can meet his poppy. But as of right now, that is not looking like its going to happen.  its very hard to think that your dad, who has been a constant figure and support in your life and has been there through everything for 29 years, is going to miss the birth of your first child and his first grandchild.  i hate it...i know its not his fault or something that he can even control...i most hate it for him.  i know he has been looking forward to the big day for over 9 months and probably has imagined what it was going to be like to see his little girl become a mom.  (trust me...so have i) and now he will have to witness it through pictures and video's.  it is very hard to grasp, but i know that he will be thinking of us each and everday until he returns.
i will miss him more this trip than any other time he has traveled. he travels alot and is always missed, but this trip brings some many more emotions to the table than just the normal every other month trip.
i hope i can make him proud as i become a mom and raise my son in the way he has raised me- to be a caring, strong, and independent person with solid family values and a good head on his shoulders.

so, to my dad, my hero...i love you very much and am going to miss you more than you know.
i cant wait for you to come home and meet your grandson:)
...travel safe and hurry home...
all of my love and more

curly or straight

each morning i am faced with this question...curly or straight?!?  they both have their pros and cons.

pros
curly: its way easier, takes less time to get ready, natural looking, can be ringlet curls if the weather is great, humidity=great hair day
straight: easy to manage, can be brushed, pony tails are fun, no humidity=awesome hair day, lasts longer than one day

cons
curly: can be flat if weather is bad, no humidity or its raining=terrible hair day, can not take it down after its put up, makes my face look fat or like a little kids
straight: humidity or rain= terrible HUGE hair day, takes way longer to get ready, must be flat ironed after blow dried, can be too flat and look greasy after awhile

some mornings are easier than others to make this difficult, day changing decision and it does not matter what the list says.
if i am running late... then curly is the answer...takes half the time to get ready and i can basically leave the house with it wet.
if i have to get "dressed" up, then straight is the answer...feel more professional and older looking.

but if i wake up on time and no need to "dress up"...is when the day begins to turn tough and my list comes in handy. life is tough i know...who would have thought that hair could pose so many decisions.

i honestly have to say, the way the hair looks can totally set the tone for the day.

mr clean...nesting?!?

not only was yesterday the last day of the weekend but it's also my only day of the week to get all of my cleaning, grocery shopping and laundry done. and looking back a few days ago, you know how much i love laundry!!!  of course, it was one of those days that we had one commitment after another...so the stress level set in very quickly on how the heck am i going to get all of this done today with the hour or two of time i have left before bed. and everyone knows that when you are preggers your bedtime is way before an elementary school child's bedtime...so that really left me no time to get a things done. woof...

just when i wanted to cry and thought that the world had come to an end and this day is the worst ever (no...i am serious...this is a huge deal for me to go to bed on sundays feeling productive and ready for the week and now its looking like this is not going to happen...way tragic) my better half (lets call him mr clean today) pulls the "im going to do the nesting today!" card.

WHAT?!?! are you serious...as serious as he can be, he states as soon as we get home let the nesting begin- i will take care of everything.  ok...me being me...thinks yea right, you will get one of things i need done and find some way to sit on your chair and watch the race or find other things to keep you distracted.  nice,i know...a lot of faith i have. but can hubby's really nest or even nest long enough to call it nesting?! and is nesting even real??

so before i leave for my last commitment of the evening, i was asked to make a list of things that i needed to get done.  the list consisted of vacumming, laundry, unpacking the gifts from the car and bringing them upstairs and touching up a table for the nursery. not an unreasonable list and he even added a few of his own items on there. so it must have not been that bad.  the clock was set...3 hours to get it all accomplished...and go!

3 hours were up and i was headed home...a little skeptical as to what i might find.

as i walk through the laundry room door with dinner, the washer and dryer are running.  i step into the living room and there he was...sitting in his chair watching tv and working on some "work" stuff. but the couch was covered with folded laundry and there was even some in the basket on the floor, the house had been vacuumed (even the stairs) and he was working on his list.  the table was not painted but pictures were hung up (not even on the list but a great surprise) and he wasnt done- his late night project...closet cleaning and bills.

wow...i guess hubbys can really nest too...but most of all, how did i get so lucky!?!?

fyi...he did leave the toilets for me to clean though:( still a great guy...

oh and a follow up to a few posts ago about the laundry and who really has more...jury is in...i def do!!!



two of my favorite meals

within the past 24 hours i have eaten at two of my most favorite places...you know the food that just makes you smile and super excited but totally full at the same time.  o and at the end makes you think "why did i just eat that?!?"  yep...thats what my past two dinners have been like...AMAZING and so worth it.

my first favorite...cracker barrell

the order...chicken and dumplins, hashbrown cassarole and fried apple (betcha would have never guessed i was from NY with seeing this order)

the drink...duh- sweet tea with lemon

now i have heard that their coca cola cake is great, but lets be honest...i do not think that i really needed it after what i partaked in. maybe next time

my second favorite...cookout (this is actually my most favorite place but i ate it second)

the order...regular chicken tray with only honey mustard, double fries (yep thats what i said- double!!!)

the drink...duh again- HUGE sweet tea (they have the best ice there- you know the rabbit terd kind!!!  its so great)

for those of you who are "preferred/frequent" customers at cookout, know that the cost of the trays have increased to $4.39.  yes, almost a $.50 increase but still a great deal...a whole lotta food for less than $5.00- now thats a great place to eat:)  with tax = $4.77...just in case you wanted to know.

laundry: wash, dry, fold, hang, repeat...

this would be one of the things i probably dread the most each day when i come home...i'm not sure what is the worst part about it-carrying the laundry downstairs, folding it and then bringing it back upstairs, or hanging them up?!? o and don't forget to add in ironing...because for some reason wrinkle-free doesn't seem to mean "pressed and ready to wear".  a never ending cycle...

but who really wears more clothes each day is the question, well actually, the weekly debate in our household.  i'm convinced its my better half across from me, but he strongly disagrees. especially since he took over laundry duty for two weeks and felt as if my clothes filled the laundry baskets.

i have to admit, he may be right.  but shhh...please don't tell him. i honestly do not like wearing the same thing twice. i dont think there is anything wrong with that- i just like to be in clean clothes and smell "fresh".

so, i am still going to stand strong with my argument ."you are bigger and your clothes take up more room, so you wear more clothes than i do!!!  and laundry by far the worst part of my week....

my book vs your book

the funny thing is i hate to read.  now dont get me wrong, i can read...i just choose not too. im trying to convince by better half that if i had a nook or kindle i probably would read a whole lot more.  i will keep you posted on how that goes;)

back to reading.

the only thing i really enjoy reading is a magazine...not just any magazine-gossip of course.  usweekly one of my faves and people is shortly behind it.  but since our "newest" adventure has taken center stage, i cant help but read all those "mommy/baby/birthing/what to expect when" books.  my nightstand is covered with every possible baby book available. how much different information could be in each of those books that i would really need to read all 10 of them?!?!  

so last night as i decide which one i am going to dive back into, someone on the right side of the bed holding his nightly glass of wine pulls out his daddy bootcamp book...and game on!  geez...for someone who thought that he was going to trial by fire this whole new adventure sure was quick to compare notes and question me.

cankles, xl t-shirts and a waddle

with the 2 week mark quickly creepin, so has the number on the scale!
its also never a good thing when you cant tell where your calves end or even begin...or that you have completely moved out of your t-shirts into your hubby's because you can barely breathe in your own.

o and have i mentioned i think i waddled for the first time last night.  yep...im pretty sure thats what it was... unless a huge wedgey snuk up on me. either way im sure resembled a duck:(

bags are packed...maybe?!?

37 weeks...full term...figured today was better than any other day to pack the hospital bag.  but, can you really call it packed if it is still sitting in the laundry basket with the "bag" on top?!?
maybe its just me, but i think that i am worried i am going to jinx it and baby will wanna come sooner than he should. hence why everything is still in the laundry basket awaiting to be placed in the the "bag".
well now at least my better half does not have to attempt to pack me clothes in case the lil one wants to make an early appearance.

as for the lil one and what his name is, your guess is as good as mine.
the list is narrowed down but it is such a BIG decision to name another human being. he will be stuck with this name forever...talk about pressure to come up with the perfect name! 
the hubby's way of deciding if it is a good name is singing the elementary school jingle we all sang at one time to make fun of someone in school..."anna anna bo-banna banana fana fo-fanna..." so if the jingle does bring up any names that our child could be scared with for life, then it doesnt make the cut/list. 
Smart or maybe just plain stupid...the jury is still out!

hi and welcome...

to my first ever blog!
i always said that i would never do this, but for some reason i was feeling craftty.
so, here we go folks...
i hope you enjoy my new project!