Funny story from the past...

I am reading this book, Eat, Pray, Love, that was recommended by a few people and I came across this line that made me remember an incident when I was child so I thought I would share. The line in the book is "That's me in the corner, in other words. That's me in the spotlight. Choosing my religion." Referring to the song by REM. Reading this line took me back to when I was 9 or 10 and in CCD class. (A class you take as a child as part of the Catholic religion.) So the class meets at a house and this particular year my class had a lot of boys who misbehaved. One day this boy Cody got in trouble (yes Jessica, the Cody you dated in high school ) :) and the teacher put him in the corner. He went to the corner and started singing..."That's me in the corner. That's me in the spotlight, losing my religion." Needless to say, the whole class couldn't stop laughing and he just got in more trouble. I love strolling down memory lane....

Sorry if this is a little untasteful...(Sarah, is that a word?)

Let me introduce John, my co-worker. He is an English and Spanish teacher. John's personality is not like anyone else's. He could be in a good mood one minute and the next you don't want to make eye contact with him because he looks pissed off. He is very "matter of fact" and to the point. He can be crude, rude, vulgar, and comical. So here's the story....yesterday morning in the teacher workroom I was telling my friend how I ordered a decaf coffee because I am trying to cut back on my caffeine intake but I like the taste of coffee. Well John walks in and hears that I ordered a decaf coffee and he says, "Decaf coffee??? That is like dry humping...what's the point?!"

I could not stop laughing at his random, crude, off-the wall comment so I thought I would share. :)

NICU Reunion

On Sunday, before the shoe incident, we went to Lindsay's NICU reunion they have once a year. It is so neat to see the doctors, nurses, and other babies that were there the 3 months she was in the hospital. Everyone thought Lindsay looked so good and were amazed that she doesn't have any problems. Here are some pictures.....

It was a jungle safari theme but I think Lindsay knows the elephant is not real. :)

Lindsay with CHOCO the bear...she didn't know what to think.

When I delivered the girls there was a whole team of people in the delivery room. Two ob-gyn doctors, 3 delivery nurses and a seperate team for each girl from the NICU consisting of a neonatonolgist, repiratory therapist, and NICU nurse. This doctor was the neonatologist who took Taylor after she was delivered and he also took care of Lindsay the whole time she was in the hospital. I think he is checking Brian out....

This was Taylor's nurse the first day and Lindsay's nurse numerous times. She was one of our favorite nurses in the NICU.

This little girl was born a week before Lindsay, her mom was 23 1/2 weeks pregnant when she delivered. The little girl left the hospital a few days before Lindsay so they were roomies for 3 months. We got to know this family very well.

The little girl in the middle was born a week after Lindsay, she was also 23 1/2 weeks along. So these three girls basically spent the first 3 months of their lives together.

Unfit mother???

By the title I don't mean not being in shape (I don't want any feedback on that) but unfit as not being capable of taking care of my daughter. That is how I felt Sunday while shopping for a new pair of shoes for Lindsay at Stride Rite. It was my first time there and might be my last (at least the one at Missin Viejo mall). An old lady helped us, old as in her 70's maybe 80's. (Shouldn't you already be retired at that age?) First thing she asks is what shoe size Lindsay is, I say a 3 and that I need at hard soled shoe, not a soft since she is walking now. The lady has a look on her face as if size 3 and walking don't go together. I don't bother explaining the preemie thing. So she measures her feet and declares with triumph that her feet are a size 4 and that her left foot is slightly bigger than her right.

She also goes on to tell me that the shoes I had Lindsay in were way too small for her and that her foot was cramped. Even though I could see thru Lindsay's sandals that her toes were not at the end of her shoe, the lady said she has a high arch and thus a wide foot. She said she had a hard time taking the shoes off that I had Lindsay in. (I have never had difficulty taking Lindsay's shoes off or on).

So the lady brings out some shoes for Lindsay. First pair is a size 5?! Is she crazy? She goes to put the shoe on Lindsay and tells me that I also do not have the right socks on Lindsay for wearing shoes. She gives me a lecture that the socks with the rubber stuff on the bottom is only for walking without shoes so they don't slip and not for wearing shoes as it is hard to put their foot in the shoe as the rubber grips it. (Again, I have never had any difficulty.) So she asks me to turn her sock inside out. Okay, fine, I do. SO the size 5 shoes go on, Lindsay walks around and she looks like Herman Munster with these big bulky shoes. I ask the lady to bring the other shoe I wanted out in possibly a 4 1/2. She does, and before she puts it on Lindsay I hold the bottom of the shoe up to the bottom of Lindsay's foot to compare. I kid you not, I thought the lady was going to slap me. She tells me that is not the way to measure!! She puts the shoe on Lindsay and feels where he toes are. She tells me that her right toe is a little closer because that was the foot that was a little bigger. I say, "You told me that the left foot was bigger earlier." She doesn't say anything back. Ha! Stride Rite lady, you are not as smart as you think you are!!

So at the end of my experience the shoe lady makes me feel like I don't know what kind of socks to put on Lindsay, I don't know what size shoe to put on Lindsay, and I don't know how to measure a foot. But I still buy the second pair of shoes for Lindsay because they are so cute, even though they are a size 4 1/2 W. :)

10 years ago....

Ican't believe I am posting my high school picture because I think it is the most hideous picture of me. Why didn't my friends tell me to pluck my eyebrows?!?! I just thought it would be funny to post mine and Brian's senior pictures and a more recent picture. This is what 10 years does to two people. :) Jessica and Sarah, you better be nice or I am going to post yours. :)

I have come to an understanding...

The other day my friend, who is blogless, clarified something for me that made a lot of sense. I don't have a spending problem, I have a saving problem! As hard as I try to save money, I just end up spending it (on something completely important of course). So I don't have a problem spending (I think I do it very well actaully), its the saving part that is the problem. :)

Pictures

Today I went online to my wedding photograher's website to see if she still had our pictures displayed on her site. She still does after almost 5 years so go check them out if you have time. www.seejanesnap.com We are under engagement #1 and wedding #2. Enjoy!

The Big 2-8

Today is my friend Jessica's birthday. So go to her blog and wish her a happy birthday!!! :)

Easter Pictures

This picture was actually taken Saturday at a birthday party. Lindsay didn't like it too much but I had to take one quick picture!On Sunday we stopped by the cemetary first to visit Taylor and leave some balloons. Someone had put an Easter egg on every child's tombstone. It looked really cute.

We spent Easter at my mom's with all my family.

I love this picture of Lindsay! She is walking now and that is all she wants to do. If you try to grab her hand she pushes you away, she wants to do it all by herself.

She didn't quite grasp the concept of finding eggs but she loved to shake them!

Lindsay with her Grandma and Papa!

Lindsay's ears made her look more like a mouse than a bunny. They didn't stand up that straight. I love this face she is making!

My mom bought her the traditional corn popper now that she is walking. I think every kid has had this toy sometime when they were little.

You can call off the search party...

My left ovary was found this morning. I don't know where it went but I am glad it is back and it is healthier than ever!!

MISSING: My left ovary. If found please call.

I don't know how I forgot to blog about this yesterday. How in the heck do you lose an ovary??? Let me back up...in case you didn't know, Brian and I are starting the process again with the fertility doctor to try to have another baby. Two months ago I was put on birth control pills to "calm my ovaries down". Last time I went through this process my ovaries reacted too well to the medicine and I had ovarian hyper stimulation syndrome which made my ovaries uncomfortably large. My left one was the size of a tennis ball when they are supposed to be the size of a walnut. So now apparently the birth control pills did their job because last Thursday my doctor couldn't find my left ovary. He did an ultrasound to check my ovaries and the left one was no where to be found. He wasn't worried about it and so I guess we'll see this week if it decides to show up! :)

I give up!

Its official...once you have children going out with you friends is not like what it used to be, no matter how hard you try.
Example #1: A couple weeks ago, Jessica (who has two boys) and I decided to go out on a Friday night just the two of us. Our original plan was to go to the Irvine Spectrum, eat dinner and go to a movie. We get to the Spectrum, get some dinner and sit there talking for awhile. While we are there two older men approach us, older as in they can be my dad, and start annoyingly talking to Jess and I. They tell me I look like Helen Hunt!?! As many attempts as we make to mention our kids and husbands at home, while also flashing our wedding rings at them, they do not get the hint until 20 agonizing minutes later. So by now its 9 o'clock and we are tired and don't feel like seeing a movie. So we walk around the Spectrum and end up buying clothes for the kids. We are back home by 10 o'clock. Pathetic for two 27 year olds on a Friday night!!!

Example #2: Last night a bunch of us went out to "celebrate" Jessica going back to work tomorrow after being off the past 6 months. We get to the restaurant around 8, eat dinner and then we are supposed to go somewhere else for some drink and hang out but we end up at Brian's friends house to decide where we want to go. Everyone is hanging out and talking. What do Jess and I do?? We go on the guys computer and look at people's myspace pages for a half an hour. Then it is 10:30 and we are tired so we all go home! Such an exciting night!! :)

Good 'ol Gig

Every year Brian's grandpa, who they call Gig, from Pennsylvania comes out to California to get away from the cold. He calls it paradise out here and especially loves it when we take him to the river. Our last trip he bought himself a t-shirt and couldn't wait to wear it!

Bob, Lindsay and I

When I was a kid my family and I would go to Bob's Big Boy on El Toro Road occasionally. It was a great family restaurant and I loved going there. Last weekend as we were coming home from the river, we stopped at a Bob's Big Boy for lunch. I forgot how good their hamburgers are! I never imagined when I was a kid, someday taking my daughter to a Bob's Big Boy. Even though this one was in beautiful Barstow :) we had a good time and I think Lindsay liked it too!

Let the blogging begin....

Lindsay is sleeping and Brian is golfing....so now I can get caught up on my blogging! :)