I know what you are thinking....she's not quite 16 months old. But she always has been advanced.
No, no...I'm not really thinking of potty training already! However, Olivia is thinking something!
She has recently learned the word (and the meaning of the word) "toot". Great word huh? :) She thinks it's hilarious whenever she or anyone else toots (not that I do that, right?)! :) Tonight she was in the bathtub and was just about ready to get out when she got a serious look on her face. She looked up at me and said, "toot!" You can just imagine what I saw floating in the tub next.
Well, at least she is learning how it feels! Next time we'll work on, "Put me on the pot!"
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
More of me...
Are you sick of learning about me yet?
To answer a few more questions:
Dan: No, I probably will never sky dive. I'm so sorry to disappoint you....but jumping out of a plane is a little more than I think I can ever handle. I can't even address the coworker question...is it really even a question? I mean, really, who can compare to you (and Doyle, and Rana, and Shaner...who is a principal now, did you hear!)
Tiff: Quiet time activity--NAPPING!!! My all-time favorite! I also enjoy reading or just having some quiet time to think and pray. Dates--we usually just go for dinner and a movie or to do some shopping, we don't get to go as often as we want to or probably need to! My parents watch her. I've been too nervous to leave her with too many others!! :) 1st baby syndrome!
Gina: That's a tough one! One thing that I really miss, that is super silly, is this dip that Philadelphia cream cheese used to make--it was a potato chip dip that was like salsa cream cheese goodness...it was the best. Ryan and I had it on one of our first dates (a picnic at Taylor's falls) and we have never been able to find it since! :(
To answer a few more questions:
Dan: No, I probably will never sky dive. I'm so sorry to disappoint you....but jumping out of a plane is a little more than I think I can ever handle. I can't even address the coworker question...is it really even a question? I mean, really, who can compare to you (and Doyle, and Rana, and Shaner...who is a principal now, did you hear!)
Tiff: Quiet time activity--NAPPING!!! My all-time favorite! I also enjoy reading or just having some quiet time to think and pray. Dates--we usually just go for dinner and a movie or to do some shopping, we don't get to go as often as we want to or probably need to! My parents watch her. I've been too nervous to leave her with too many others!! :) 1st baby syndrome!
Gina: That's a tough one! One thing that I really miss, that is super silly, is this dip that Philadelphia cream cheese used to make--it was a potato chip dip that was like salsa cream cheese goodness...it was the best. Ryan and I had it on one of our first dates (a picnic at Taylor's falls) and we have never been able to find it since! :(
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
For Jill
(Wow, this is my 3rd post today! Scroll downnnnnn.....)
If I could own any kind of shop, I would totally own an underwear shop. Not a skanky, victoria's secret store, but just fun underwear of all kinds! Of course with underwear would come socks and pajamas. And my underwear would be supercute, comfortable, line-free, and snuggie-free. It would be inexpensive and yet of the highest quality. And it would fit everyone...and you would all look hot in my underwear.
:)
If I could own any kind of shop, I would totally own an underwear shop. Not a skanky, victoria's secret store, but just fun underwear of all kinds! Of course with underwear would come socks and pajamas. And my underwear would be supercute, comfortable, line-free, and snuggie-free. It would be inexpensive and yet of the highest quality. And it would fit everyone...and you would all look hot in my underwear.
:)
1st tri
First of all, I'm not complaining. I am thrilled to be pregnant--beyond thrilled--but I will be even MORE thrilled when the 1st tri is done.
Things I don't like about the 1st tri of pregnancy:
1. Being sick--ALL THE TIME. I get horrible "morning sickness"...try all the time sickness...I have to be on medication so I don't vomit continually and it gets old.
2. Being tired.
3. Looking fat, and not pregnant.
4. Reg. clothes too small, maternity clothes too big!
I love the remainder of pregnancy though! At least I did last time! I'm sure it will be a bit different now that I already have a little one to take care of...but once I'm feeling better, really not much can bring me down!
I'll be 12 weeks tomorrow (thursday) and hopefully will be up and running on full speed again soon! :)
Things I don't like about the 1st tri of pregnancy:
1. Being sick--ALL THE TIME. I get horrible "morning sickness"...try all the time sickness...I have to be on medication so I don't vomit continually and it gets old.
2. Being tired.
3. Looking fat, and not pregnant.
4. Reg. clothes too small, maternity clothes too big!
I love the remainder of pregnancy though! At least I did last time! I'm sure it will be a bit different now that I already have a little one to take care of...but once I'm feeling better, really not much can bring me down!
I'll be 12 weeks tomorrow (thursday) and hopefully will be up and running on full speed again soon! :)
The icing on the cake...
Seriously people, learn to close your mouths. Didn't your mother ever tell you, "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all?"
So this week we have been telling people I'm pregnant. Supposed to be yay, right? Well, I told someone yesterday (who will remain completely anonymous) and we were talking about clothes fitting (or not) and popping out faster in subsequent pregnancies etc. and she said...
"Well you never did get back down to your pre-pregnancy weight, right?"
Thank you.
(And I was really close, by the way--like within 7 lbs...I think that's pretty good)
So this week we have been telling people I'm pregnant. Supposed to be yay, right? Well, I told someone yesterday (who will remain completely anonymous) and we were talking about clothes fitting (or not) and popping out faster in subsequent pregnancies etc. and she said...
"Well you never did get back down to your pre-pregnancy weight, right?"
Thank you.
(And I was really close, by the way--like within 7 lbs...I think that's pretty good)
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
No more secrets!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
My hobby
(Scroll down to see the other post you missed too!)
Per request from Tiff--some of my favorite scrapbook pages!! It's my favorite hobby, but unfortunately one that I haven't figured out a way to make much time for! The problem is that I love scrapbooking with a partner, not a big fan by myself! So I don't find a lot of time to just do a page or two. If you live near me and want to scrapbook, I'm always up for it though!





Per request from Tiff--some of my favorite scrapbook pages!! It's my favorite hobby, but unfortunately one that I haven't figured out a way to make much time for! The problem is that I love scrapbooking with a partner, not a big fan by myself! So I don't find a lot of time to just do a page or two. If you live near me and want to scrapbook, I'm always up for it though!





All about me....
I have to catch up with 2 posts today since I didn't post yesterday! So much for my birthday week challenge!
So, to top the icing on the cake with my weird stories this week--here's another one that happened yesterday. (Seriously people, censor your speech!!!!!)
My name: Ehlan
Origin: Native American. (which I am no more than about a pinkie nails worth) My parents claim they found it in a book. I don't believe them.
Meaning: Friend
Pronounciation: A-Lawn...I tell people it's like the grass in front of their house.
Mispronounciations I frequently get: Ellen, Alen, Alan (seriously?), Elaine, Eelen, Elan
Story from yesterday: I went to valvoline to get my oil changed...for those of you who live in my town, I do not particularly like Valvoline. First, it's near Walmart, which I can't handle...and I think that the employees at Valvoline are just a little much for me to handle some days...don't talk to me, just change my oil please. :) (I really am a friendly person, just don't always enjoy small talk during chores) Anyway....
So the guy scans my number, and says "Thompson?" Me: Yes. Him: How do you pronounce your first name? Me: A-lawn
Him: Huh, that's a weird name.
Yeah.
So, to top the icing on the cake with my weird stories this week--here's another one that happened yesterday. (Seriously people, censor your speech!!!!!)
My name: Ehlan
Origin: Native American. (which I am no more than about a pinkie nails worth) My parents claim they found it in a book. I don't believe them.
Meaning: Friend
Pronounciation: A-Lawn...I tell people it's like the grass in front of their house.
Mispronounciations I frequently get: Ellen, Alen, Alan (seriously?), Elaine, Eelen, Elan
Story from yesterday: I went to valvoline to get my oil changed...for those of you who live in my town, I do not particularly like Valvoline. First, it's near Walmart, which I can't handle...and I think that the employees at Valvoline are just a little much for me to handle some days...don't talk to me, just change my oil please. :) (I really am a friendly person, just don't always enjoy small talk during chores) Anyway....
So the guy scans my number, and says "Thompson?" Me: Yes. Him: How do you pronounce your first name? Me: A-lawn
Him: Huh, that's a weird name.
Yeah.
Friday, June 13, 2008
The strange but true...
Why do people feel the need to say weird things to me? I shared the story a while back about my neighbor who said I was chunky for a while (sigh)... Then there was the time I was at the grocery store and amidst my FRUIT & VEGETABLES, MEAT, and DAIRY I bought pop-tarts and chips...the checkout girl said to me, "wow, lots of junk food huh?"....well, no, but thanks for pointing that out....
Or the time when I was pg with Olivia and I was on the treadmill at the gym, a lady probably in her 60's came up and sat on the treadmill next to me and just stared for a while...finally she said, "Um, does the baby like that?" Me: "Well I don't really know." Her: Doesn't it kick you? Me: Not right now...must be sleeping. Her: (I think I'll just sit and stare and this pg lady for another 10 min)...seriously. THEN THE SAME DAY: An employee of the gym came up and asked how far along I was... Me: 7 mos. Her: Oh, I'm pregnant too, but I'm only 4 months. Me: Oh, congratulations! Her: You can't tell I'm pregnant like you because I do pilates. Me:(OR BECAUSE YOU ARE 4 MONTHS PG AND I AM 7)....thanks lady.
Then there was today--it doesn't quite rank up there with the previous comments, but weird none the less....I was walking to my car in the clinic parking lot, pushing Olivia in her stroller. I was about to turn into "my lane" to get to my car when I car was turning in, I waved him on, but he waved me ahead so I started to go. A man's voice came from over my shoulder: "It's okay, you can trust him. He's a man."
WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanted to go into a feminist rant about how I would much rather trust strange females than a strange male, or about how I did not appreciate his insinuation that men are better drivers than women, or about just please don't talk to me! But I didn't. I looked at him and gave a polite laugh. Then was irritated all the way to my car. But don't worry, He's a man!
Or the time when I was pg with Olivia and I was on the treadmill at the gym, a lady probably in her 60's came up and sat on the treadmill next to me and just stared for a while...finally she said, "Um, does the baby like that?" Me: "Well I don't really know." Her: Doesn't it kick you? Me: Not right now...must be sleeping. Her: (I think I'll just sit and stare and this pg lady for another 10 min)...seriously. THEN THE SAME DAY: An employee of the gym came up and asked how far along I was... Me: 7 mos. Her: Oh, I'm pregnant too, but I'm only 4 months. Me: Oh, congratulations! Her: You can't tell I'm pregnant like you because I do pilates. Me:(OR BECAUSE YOU ARE 4 MONTHS PG AND I AM 7)....thanks lady.
Then there was today--it doesn't quite rank up there with the previous comments, but weird none the less....I was walking to my car in the clinic parking lot, pushing Olivia in her stroller. I was about to turn into "my lane" to get to my car when I car was turning in, I waved him on, but he waved me ahead so I started to go. A man's voice came from over my shoulder: "It's okay, you can trust him. He's a man."
WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanted to go into a feminist rant about how I would much rather trust strange females than a strange male, or about how I did not appreciate his insinuation that men are better drivers than women, or about just please don't talk to me! But I didn't. I looked at him and gave a polite laugh. Then was irritated all the way to my car. But don't worry, He's a man!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
I am alive!
I deeply apologize for my lack of blogging lately. I have so just NOT been in the blogging mode for whatever reason.
So, here's my blogging challenge for this coming week: Saturday the 21st is my birthday, so each day for the week leading up to my birthday I want to blog about ME! So tell me, what do you want to know about me? Past, present future...quirks whatever you want to know! Let me know so I can blog about it starting Saturday!
So, here's my blogging challenge for this coming week: Saturday the 21st is my birthday, so each day for the week leading up to my birthday I want to blog about ME! So tell me, what do you want to know about me? Past, present future...quirks whatever you want to know! Let me know so I can blog about it starting Saturday!
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
October 21
Hopefully none of you wish to make plans with me on October 21.
Because I am already busy.
What will I be doing, you ask?
Hmmmm......something truly FANTASTIC!!
Going to the New Kids on the Block concert with my friend Mara!
Seriously--it's pathetic how excited I am. :)
Because I am already busy.
What will I be doing, you ask?
Hmmmm......something truly FANTASTIC!!
Going to the New Kids on the Block concert with my friend Mara!
Seriously--it's pathetic how excited I am. :)
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