Sonic

Rob was working out of the house today. I can't remember the last time I was so happy to see him when he walked through the door. Especially that he woke me up at 6am (!!!!! He must have had a death wish.) to iron his dress pants and shirt. I could have choked him, but I didn't. Instead I told him to shut his trap and go away while I ironed his stupid crap. (Did I mention that I am not a morning person?) He was out of the house by 6:45 and then of course Arabel woke up, almost an hour and a half earlier than normal. I somehow coaxed her back to sleep and enjoyed the rest of sleepy time while I could. Emma was full of piss and vinegar all day. Rob calls me around 6:30 and tells me that on his way home he saw one of those highway signs that said "blank-1 mile". Then, he asks me... "Do you know what the blank was??" I say, Sonic??? I was correct. Though, he ended up making a 4 minute trip to get food, last like 60, but I digress. We have never had Sonic before. The nearest one is 40 miles away (aka the one Rob was getting food at). We all had Sonic (that was still decently warm might I add) tonight for dinner. Oh, I heart strawberry limeades. We are already planning out a family trip for lunch.

Wordless Wednesday

Yesterday in her new polo dress. (Thanks to Rob's dad and dad's gf.)

Today


I love my kids! :)

Stormin' Norman

It is currently pouring buckets in Mid Michigan. Can I tell you that I am absolutely loving the fact that it is so humid that I am practically choking?? It means that it is warm enough to be humid!!! (Please remind me of that statement in the middle of July when I am hating the idea of leaving air conditioned bliss. Nothing seems like a better idea than curling up on the couch with the girls and watching bad movies. Will I be doing that? No. I won't. Instead I will be bartending the night away. Is it bad that I am crossing my fingers for a power outage? I mean I worked through one before, it was a giant pain in the ass, but I really don't feel like working. Story of my life.

Enjoy the rain!

Sardines

Picture this: 1 queen sized bed with a fluffy down comforter. Now, picture 1 30 year old man and a 28 (well, almost) year old woman laying in that bed. A perfectly comfortable nights sleep if you ask me. Well, that perfect little picture only lasted until about 3:30. Arabel started fussing around, she has been only wanting to sleep ON my due to being stuffed up. Since, I know what she wants, it is 3:00am, and I don't feel like dealing with it... I pick her up and bring her in bed with me. She is out like a light in a matter of seconds. (I have a very good chest for sleeping apparently.) I was back to sleep shortly after. I was sleeping, until a little body decided to crawl into bed next to me. Yup, Emma decided that for some reason she must climb into bed. Did I mention that she never ever sleeps with us? Ever. So, now my comfortable bed has been turned into the family bed, with me and the girls squished on one half. (What you thought that Daddy-O would wake up or realize what was going on? Pfft.) I didn't mention that both of our cats felt like snuggling last night, did I? I didn't get much sleep. I was too worried that I would move a quarter of an inch and kick one of the kids out of bed. I contemplated moving into Emma's bed, but I figured they would all just follow me, and that is no way to treat a twin bed.

We are all battling an allergy/cold combo with is less than fun. Emma started out stuffed up and has moved into a raspy cough. Arabel has a runny/stuffed up nose. I think that I got the worst of it. Itchy eyes, stuffy head, sneezing like crazy and my ears are killing me. I am living on Benadryl right now. Good, because it works... but not so great when it knocks me on my ass. I have been taking Benadryl induced naps every day this week. I am hoping that the warmer weather is here to stay, so it stops messing with us. I can't take this much longer.

Sad news: A regular of ours at the bar (and a friend I have known for 10 years) passed away this week. Last Friday, a few of us noticed that Chris had been MIA for a few days. On Monday we were informed that he was in the hospital, and it wasn't looking good. He passed away Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. I hope that Chris is at peace now, and no longer fighting or in pain. He will be sorely missed by a great deal of people. Thank you for being a friend.

Hooray for me!

As I posted before I was having serious issues with my blog sig. Well, I am very proud to say that I went through every line of the html myself, and figured it out!! I think even Rob (who is a programmer) was proud! Now, to figure out the header crap and I am GOLDEN!! :)

Wow.

It is a good thing that I live with a computer nerd. I was getting very frustrated that my blog sig wasn't posting. Then, Rob's bright idea was to check and see if it would work on a new post. Low and behold... the code shows up on the new post. Anyone have any idea on how to get it to post without the code showing up at the bottom of my post? I know last time I changed blog sigs, I messed around in the html. (Not that I would prefer that by any means... I just feel like it is cleaner that way.) Anyone know how to do that?

I can do it!

I can follow directions!! Yay me!! I managed to change html and css (which Rob told me what css meant, but I don't remember) to customize my title fonts and colors.

OK, with my font/color changes I decided that I would update my blog signature. The tutorial that I used before has been updated and I am having problems actually getting it to change. Ugh.

customize...

I feel like I want to customize my blog a bit more. I am loving my background currently... but I am in dire need of a header. Anyone want to help?? I downloaded some super cute new fonts from fonts for peas (the blog just may be a new addiction, seriously!) I will be following a very detailed tutorial to spice up my title fonts and stuff. I have to admit that I am insanely jealous of how freaking amazingly cute their blog is. I just may be addicted to the fonts too. Just what I needed another amazing blog to read on a daily basis.

Happy Birthday Arabel Grace!

Today my sweet little peanut is ONE! This year has flown by and I can hardly believe it. I am truly blessed with fantastic girls in my life. I couldn't ask for a better, more happy go lucky baby.

I have been having a very rough time with coming to grips with Belle turning one. (Which is odd because I never felt like this with Em.) I feel like it isn't time for her to be a year old yet. She is my tiny girl, still wearing 6 month clothes. I am waiting for her to take off running across the room, I have a feeling that she is waiting until she has walking perfected to show off for me. I have gotten a couple steps out of her, but nothing crazy yet.

One year ago, I was 50 inches around and waddling into the hospital. A bouncing 8 pound 8 ounce baby girl was born. She was a mommy's girl from moment one. I will never forget the look on Emma's face when she met "her" baby for the first time. Or the proud grandparents as they held the new addition to the family. Or even the way Rob interacted with his new daughter.

Now, that bouncing baby is on the verge of toddlerhood and terrorizing her sister and the cats. I couldn't be happier.

It is hard for me to believe that one year ago today, I looked like this:

and only hours after that picture was taken, I had this:


That tiny (OK not tiny... 8 pounds 8 ounces tiny) little baby was growing up before my eyes.


Now, I have a vibrant, beautiful sweet girl.



Happy Birthday sweet Arabel!