Friday, August 11, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
Farts and Ferns
We have not, nor will we be disconnecting our internet.
It's sad to say but we* are hooked on phonics....
wait, that's not right....
I meant the 'net.
Yeah the internet.
So without further ado good riddance blogger, Hello Wordpress!
Shna at Wordpress <---clicky click clickity click
* Of course, I am mostly (read: totally) referring to me.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
With a vengeance!
Sometime this weekend or early next week, Shna will be (dum da dum dum) offline!
It's okay, go ahead and cry. Let it all out. There there.
I'll be back.
With a vengeance!
Sunday, July 16, 2006
So long and thanks for all the fish.
Goodbye Blogger, you were great for a while but I soon realized we were going in separate directions. You knew the end was near, as did I. I will have a quiet cry for our lost relationship, but I am sorry to say I have already found someone new. I know, how cruel to be seeing another while we were going through tough times. Alas, Wordpress can give me more than you ever could. Goodbye and thanks.
So if anyone cares about ole Shna, drop me a line at my email over there ---->>
or in the comments and I will let you know where I'm living now.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
I feel a very unusual sensation - if it is not indigestion, I think it must be gratitude. - Benjamin Disraeli
The bag of red blobs was a tad frightening at first. I could not tell what it was for the life of me... so I bravely opened it to discover gummi worms! Or rather what I think were alligators, but what sweet relief to discover my favourite food group and not a congealed heart.
Also, The Boy was extremely happy to see candy in the mail and wondered at this anomaly for quite some time. He and I enjoyed everything immensely. He has also laid claim to the Bud Light keychain... interesting.
A great big shout out to Tink, thanks so much, everything is great :)
Friday, July 14, 2006
Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives. William Dement
I love to dream. I love talking about dreams, trying to figure out what they mean... I think dreams are important. I also love to day dream, talking about "what ifs". Feel free to explain my dreams or tell me yours in the comments :)
When I was younger I had a recurring dream. I could never remember it when I woke up, I was just left with the sense I had dreamed that before.
However there are a couple dreams that I remember vividly from when I was small. In one I am helping my dad build a model car when he asks me to go to the closet and get another kit. When I open the door a skeleton reaches out and yanks me inside. The whole closet is dark but the skeleton is bright white and is all I can see. I never felt afraid, the skeleton just held me for a bit then let me out of the closet. When I came out I sat on my fathers lap and very matter of fact told him there was a skeleton in the closet. And that was that.
Another one that really did scare me was my grandmothers face in the dark. Just her face, and she was smiling when suddenly her skin began to melt away, her hair turned to snakes and all her teeth fell out. It took me a few weeks before I could look my grandma in the eye after that.
On a much lighter note, I had a dream the other morning before work. I kept hitting the snooze button and I had a dream that The Hubband was telling me I was going to be late for work. So when the alarm went off again, I got up! :)
My dreams for my life are vast and important to keep me on track. I have so many dreams that I want to fulfill. The first and most important for now is getting a house. I am sick and tired of renting! Argh.
So what are your dreams? What have you dreamed lately?
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Sign Sign everywhere a sign, Blocking out the scenery breaking my mind, Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign.
The Hubband works in a restaurant and when they are getting rid of old items he sometimes gets to bring them home. This is how we get odd things for our house.
One of these things is a Labatt Sign that we put up outside in our patio.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Gimme head with hair, Long beautiful hair, Streaming, flaxen, waxen.
So I asked my good friend Joan to come to my rescue.
"Give me a haircut or give me death!"
She was worried about cutting my hair, you know a girls hair is her crowning glory. But I had total faith in her hair cutting abilities. I just knew she would do a good job. And she did.
Here for your viewing pleasure, my before shot -
And my After -
We also dyed my hair, isn't that special. Aren't I the cutest thing you've ever seen?
Even cuter than a bag of puppies.
Great job Joan, I'll be your first client when you open your hair salon! ;)
SPF 07/07/06 - Wedding Edition
This week for SPF, Kristine wanted to see -
1. Your Love (show us some love)
2. Take us on a Honeymoon! (bring us somewhere with your pictures)
3. Something Blue (No sad faces before my wedding!)
I went digging through my archives for this week and let me tell you there are slim pickings there! I just recently got a digital camera so most of my photos are *gasp* real. And I don't have a scanner, so short of me holding them up to the screen, you ain't gonna see 'em. :)
Time to drop it like it's hot.
My two loves - The Hubband and The Boy doing something they love - flying a kite.
Honeymoon in a photo
Our honeymoon consisted of one night in a B&B - sorry no pictures :)
This is a photo I took at my family reunion, in Clinton, Maine. I just love the shot and it makes me want to go back and visit every time I see it.
I love the colour blue so one would think it would be easy to find pictures of blue things. Apparently that is not the case. I found a few pictures of the sky and water but wanted to do something different. This is a picture of a jellyfish in the harbour that I tinted blue. The picture, not the jellyfish. hee hee.
Did you play? Go on, it's fun!
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Where have all the good people gone?
At the beginning of the summer, when I went back to work, I told her that I would need her 3 days a week and would only use her until I could get The Boy into a Daycare. She said she was fine with this arrangement.
Fast forward a few weeks, I find a Daycare. It is a home Daycare, but has all the elements I was looking for - more kids for The Boy to interact with, more structure and disipline, lots of outdoor play, (This Daycare has a fenced in park!) and a woman who The Boy absolutely adores. When we went to meet her The Boy didn't want to leave! He cried. I mean how great is this that he WANTS to go to the Daycare!? I'll tell you, its awesome.
So this Daycare doesn't do weekends. Bummer. My Babysitter does. Yay.
So I have my schedule all set up.
Monday - The Boy is with Me every other Monday and in Daycare the rest.
Tuesday - The Boy is with The Hubband.
Wednesday - The Hubband.
Thursday - Daycare.
Friday - Me.
Saturday - Babysitter.
Sunday - Me every other Sunday and the babysitter the rest.
Well, the first week this takes effect I call the babysitter on Friday night to make sure she remembers we are still on for Saturday. This is the moment when she decides to tell me she will no longer be working for me.
- I had guaranteed her 4 - 5 days a week work and she turned down another full time gig because of me. - I'm sorry, no. I never guaranteed her anything, and it's her own fault she didn't tell me about this other gig cause she should have taken it!
- This Daycare is just a home worker like her. - So that makes it not valid somehow?
- I am just using her for weekends because the Daycare won't do them. - DUH! You're a babysitter, it's your job!
- If she works only weekends she won't be able to do stuff with her own kids. - Ok, so before you were babysitting The Boy on Thursday, Saturday and Sunday with no complaints, suddenly now it makes a difference?
So can someone explain to me why she would quit when all the reasons she gave were bogus? I mean if you don't like me, or just don't want to babysit, say so. Don't make up excuses.
And on top of all this I still owed her for a day so I sent her a thank you card. A thank you card!? Am I retarded?
Well Thanks for nothing, cause now I am royally fucked on weekends.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
I don't even know what street Canada is on. - Al Capone
We just got back from the waterfront fireworks show. It was awesome :)
-What is a Canadian? A Canadian is a fellow wearing English tweeds, a Hong Kong shirt and Spanish shoes, who sips Brazilian coffee sweetened with Philippine sugar from a Bavarian cup while nibbling Swiss cheese, sitting at a Danish desk over a Persian rug, after coming home in a German car from an Italian movie... and then writes his Member of Parliament with a Japanese ballpoint pen on French paper, demanding that he do something about foreigners taking away our Canadian jobs. - Anonymous
-Canadians have been so busy explaining to the Americans that we aren't British, and to the British that we aren't Americans that we haven't had time to become Canadians. - Helen Gordon McPherson
-I'm not an American! I am a Canadian. I come from a "nice", thoroughly unrealistic country. - Matthew Fisher
-We Canadians live in a blind spot about our identity. We have very strong feelings about who we aren't but only weak ones about who we are. We're passionate about what we don't want to become but oddly passive about what we should be. - John Cruickshank (in McLean's Magazine)
-The huge advantage of Canada is its backwardness. - Marshall McLuhan
Happy Canada Day!
Today I am playing Saturday Photo Hunt.
Theme - Automobiles.
My father loves antique cars so whenever I see one I take a picture . I don't know why I do this because I never give them to him or even show him any!
So in honour of Canada Day, SPH, and my Father who will never see this, I present a Red Car.
I have no idea what kind of car this is, anybody out there have a clue?
And to all my fellow Canadians, have a Great Canada Day, eh!
Friday, June 30, 2006
Asleep at the switch? I wasn't asleep, I was drunk! - SPF 06/30/06
This week Mr. Random and Odd has taken over Stuff Portrait Friday... will the madness never end!?
In his infinite wisdom he has asked for some very special items this week, complete with instructions.
1. Something with a story behind it. - Photograph something that has a story behind it. And yes, you might have to actually write a little bit on this one. Good, sad, funny, made-up….does it really matter? It IS the internet. Be creative.
2. A Random and Odd photo. - Pick anything. A picture you’ve taken, one that you’ve found on the net. Doesn’t matter. I’m making the rules, so don’t tell me what your usual blogger tells you to do! For this picture, the reader on your blog needs to write a story or caption for your picture, so get something unique.
3. In keeping with the recurring wedding theme, a photo of something borrowed. - This is pretty self-explanatory.
Ok Shaun, boo for making us all think, but yay for keeping it fun :)
Without further ado, here are my entries.
SPF pictures OR How do I hate blogger, let me count the ways.
Have you ever seen the art done by elephants? Pretty neat eh?
This is not one of those.
Wouldn't it be crazy if it was...
This is what we having hanging on our living room wall. A few years ago I was visiting my mother and we went yard sailing. I saw something that was, at least in my eyes, gorgeous. A mosaic horse coffee table. How can you go wrong with a mosaic horse coffee table? You can't, that's how! :) I brought it home where The Hubband and I realized we already had a perfectly good coffee table and were unwilling to get rid of either one. So we took the legs off and hung it on the wall. And there it stays. I find the neverending stare comforting. Or unsettling, I can't decide.
2. A Random and Odd photo. - Actually two...just because.
Ladies and Gentlemen, start your engines! This is all yours.
3. Something borrowed.
Our friends Joan and Nick have a delightful collection of movies and TV shows on DVD. As a result The Hubband and I are frequent "renters" at the Jick Video Store. This is one of our rentals that is way past due!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
SPF, SPH, WWC - Revenge of the acronyms.
The last few days have been pretty hectic. I went back to work last Tuesday and didn't get a chance to participate in "Stuff Portrait Friday", "Saturday Photo Hunt" and "Weekend Words Challenge".
This annoys me greatly, as I had every intention of doing them this week but my camera died.
So, now that it is better I am doing them all now. So there.
Let us begin -
SPF - Kristine wanted to see Your Drinking Glasses, Your Address Book or Stationary, and Something New.
My Drinking Glasses
I cannot do much of anything with out my glasses, let alone drink! I have very bad eyes and my friends like to wear my glasses sometimes because it makes the ground look like it is coming up towards you. They call them "drunk glasses". :)
My Address Book
The book on the bottom is all addresses and phone numbers that I started for our wedding. The book on top is actually one of my journals, but I wrote phone numbers in the back so I can take it with me.
This is the way awesome coin purse I bought for 3 dollars a couple weekends ago.
Weekend Words Challenge
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Happy Birthday baby!
Thats right, I said THREE!
Holy sweet corn salsa, it seems like just yesterday I was holding him in the hospital.
Happy birthday to my baby. :)
Monday, June 19, 2006
"It burns! Oooh it burns!" *
After we were finished with our appetizers, I noticed that my father had soup splattered all over his white shirt.
I used this fact to tease him, "you can dress him up..."
He seemed to think that was unfair so he waited until his meal came and dumped it in my lap.
* a phrase that I actually had cause to use this weekend.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
We're off to see the wizard...
I have 2 presents to give while I am there... One belated birthday gift for my sister and one father's day prezzie for my grammie. HA, you thought I was going to say father! Well I was, but I don't want to be too predictable. Gotta shake things up! :)
Goodbye and goodluck!
BQotD from Mama C-Ta
*I mean come on when isn't wearing soaking breast pads, lugging around a breast pump and picturing your baby crying out Mama fun?*
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Looking at something changes it - Werner Heisenberg. SPF 06/16/06
This week Kristine wanted to see - Your Puzzle, Your Best and Something Old. Holy High water pants! Lets get this wagon rolling.....
This is my "arts and crafts" area. The puzzle would be, how in the name of all things holy can I get it to fit! It is so disorganized, messy and annoying.
This is the best thing I have ever done. Ever.
As you may already know, The Hubband's Grandma is here visiting and the other day we went to the Anne of Green Gables Park. I saw this gorgeous tree and had to have a picture of it. Little did I know how handy it would prove to be.
Just a note - My first idea for Something Old was The Hubband! He is 6 years older than me and just had his 30th birthday on the 14th. I have been teasing him about his age for a while so I didn't think this was a good time. You will notice that it didn't stop me from telling the internet about it :)
Did you play?
When our relatives are at home, we have to think of all their good points or it would be impossible to endure them.
On saturday we are all going up home for "The Last Supper" which is when my Grammie takes the whole family out for dinner once a year. When Grandma decided to come visit we found out that "The Last Supper" was on her final day here so my family invited her along. Isn't that special? You better believe it!
BQotD from Mama C-ta
*This could the super power I always wanted.*
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
BQotD from Jessica Rabbit
*They each got a big splotch of germ killing miracle goo, which could be angel spunk for all I know, because it's power to kill germs is sent from heaven*
Monday, June 12, 2006
Debate is masculine, conversation is feminine. - Amos Bronson Alcott. WWC 06/12/06
For my first time I got some tough words... Masculine and Feminine.
What to do? I went for a walk in search of something to photograph only to find not much that inspired me. Then I saw an old railing, all rusted and wiry that made me think.
Heaven forbid I do any of that!
I started to think of the words as more abstract, rather than the typical image of a man or woman. Now I was on the hunt for something that would say what I wanted it to say. I am pleased to announce that I finally did, yeah for me! :)
Without further ado, here are my WWC Photos -
My feelings about what is masculine - Stands alone while holding others up. Unflinching, remains the same and never shows the wear.
Again what I feel about Femininity - Holds others up but becomes part of everyone she helps. Allows others to support her when needed. Shows some signs of wear but the foundation is strong.
BQotD from MamaSutra
*I've committed myself to a marathon. Ha ha, you thought I meant running! *
Sunday, June 11, 2006
The Blogging Chicks are having a Carnival today! You must go check it out.... do it, do it now :)
I was supposed to be participating but I am a moron and forgot. Yeah, freaking moron.
Anyhoo, those who did participate have some awesome posts for us to read, so get on over there are find out what makes the blogging chicks tick.
That's where I'm headed. Follow me and we will see....
Saturday, June 10, 2006
I would never belong to a group that would accept someone like me as a member.- Groucho Marx SPH 06/10/06
Grab the Scavenger Hunt code.
Join the blogroll.
This is my "Community" shot. I live in a community that is changing right before my eyes. This is just one of the many new buildings being constructed. They tell me that this will be Condos, I'm not sure whether or not I like that. And I'm not sure why! :)
BQotD from WWTDD
*I'm not saying it's good for you, I'm just saying it's probably less dangerous than wrestling polar bears or sleeping in a guillotine.*
Friday, June 09, 2006
Some peoples children.
As soon as he sees the other kids he starts running and wants to do what they are doing. They are swinging so The boy wants to swing. They go on the playset, The Boy goes on the play set.
Now, The Boy is being a delightful child with these kids. He puts his arm around one of the boys and talks to him and tells them his name, and keeps telling me that "The kids are gonna slide with me". I am so happy that he is having fun.
Then the kids are ignoring The Boy and then one of them tells him to go away. To which my son says "No, I can't go away" and keeps trying to get them to play with him. Then another boy shows up and he starts playing. The kid who told my son to go away starts talking about him to the other boy, saying "we Don't like him. We don't like him, do we?"
What kind of people are these? It was just so arbitrary and mean. My son is all about making friends and playing with anyone who will. He never gets discouraged, he would have kept on playing in and around those other kids with out batting an eye. I however am not so forgiving. We left soon after, I don't want my child playing with kids like that.
Its so frustrating, why do kids have to be so mean?
Everyone has a photographic memory, but not everyone has film. SPF 06/09/06
So Kristine took her cue this week from the dictionary - ap·er·ture - and our assignment was - A wide open space - Brightness - In the dark. Ooh so open for interpretation, I can't wait to see what the other folks came up with :) You should check them out too!
Without further ado, here are my *Masterpieces*
A Wide Open Space
This is our mailslot, a small, wide open space.
The street lamp in front of our house.
In the Dark
The Hubband, who was in the dark both literally and figurativly when I took this picture. He was sleeping and when the camera flashed he woke up "Why all the light? What are you doing?" Ha ha, so he was "in the dark" as to why I was taking his picture in the middle of the night!
BQotD from You Can't Make It Up
*That's when I crossed him off my "5 People I Want to Meet in Heaven" list, and reinstated Jack Palance.*
Thursday, June 08, 2006
The first half of our lives is ruined by our parents, and the second half by our children.
He has also decided that he will scream while he is laughing. The most annoying sound on the planet? A small child scream-laughing. Ow.
The other day he didn't want to come inside, he wanted to stay in the car. Ok, I picked him up and tried to carry him inside. I stress tried. He squirmed so much I lost my grip and he fell and hit his head on the door. Way to go Mom.
I guess I won't be getting that "Mother of the Year" award.
Today we went for a drive to run a couple of errands. I promised The Boy a treat if he would be quiet while I talked to someone. He screeched the entire time we were there, then tried to jump down every step on our way out. I picked him up and he freaked out the whole way to the car. I then informed him we would not be getting a treat and he would go straight to bed when we got home. So he rewarded me with a screaming rendition of "I want my treat!", "We can't go home! Home is bad!" and " Don't say no! No is yucky!".
Can someone take him until he is 18, at which point I can release him into the wild?
BQotD from Chookooloonks
*Eventually I recovered (because you never want to show fear to someone who you think may be possessed), and I smiled at her and told her I was fine, and then she smiled back at me, and then she licked my shoulder.*
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
"O bliss! O poop-poop! O my! O my!”
This is actually about me when I was 2 or 3 years old. I never knew about this at all, I do not remember this happening and have never heard this story until yesterday when I was talking to my parents.
I was telling my mom and dad about The Boy and his adventures in potty training. Then my Dad mentioned "the time you pooped on the steps of the building supply store"...what, what? Apparently my parents, my uncle and aunt, their daughter and I were out and about one day walking the streets of Woodstock NB. I had to go to the bathroom but decided not to tell anyone. I simply walked up the steps of a store, hauled down my pants and dropped a doody on the landing. My cousin walked up and tried to go as well, then my dad and uncle saw us and kept walking! The pretended they didn't have any idea who the weirdos defecating in public were. My mother and her sister came upon us and freaked! My poor poor mother. Not only having to admit that, yes this poopy child is hers but then having to clean up everything. I'm sorry mom...you can take comfort in knowing that your grandson is well on his way to driving me off the deep end too!
BQotD from All & Sundry
*I do not like the cardboard striptease and I MOST DEFINITELY do not like the startling "pah!" and the sudden emergence of dough, all pale and fleshy and...moist. *
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Mirror, mirror on the wall. SPH - 06/03/06
Saturday Photo Hunt
Grab the Scavenger Hunt code.
Isn't this special... yet another photo game. I love it!
BQotD from fourfour
*High roller that I am, though, I can't wait until they have the technology to give away a piece of the ozone layer. Total jackpot.*
His parentage is never in question.
Then he came out of the bathroom with no pants on and his underwear on his head.
He takes after his father, I swear.
Friday, June 02, 2006
You can observe a lot by just watching. - Yogi Berra - SPF 06/02/06
Now that I am cool (now really, if anything I was too cool before, but I digress) and have a digital camera I can do the fun stuff like play Stuff Portrait Friday! If you don't know what that is float on over to Random and Odd and check it out. Kristine is a freaky genius photographer.
This week she wanted to see - Something Sparkly - Something Dull - Something Colourful.
Sounds easy enough, right? Well here are my very first SPF entries - Are you excited? I sure am.
Now bear with me as I am a horrible photographer....
Something Sparkly -
Something Dull - My walls. Not only are they "dull" in colour, but they are also "dull" as in boooring.
Something Colourful - My Ribbon! Yay for Ribbon. Isn't it fantabulous? Oh yes, I lurve me some ribbon.
Did you play? If not go on and check out all the other players awesome photos! Go on, you can do it....its fuunnnnn.
BQotD from Go Fug yourself
*How did this become about Joan Rivers? I'm not sure. She's a force far greater than I.*
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Say hey, good lookin'. what ya got cookin'? How's about cooking somethin' up with me?
I do remember not liking this wiggly, dark haired "thing" that was taking up so much of MY parents time.
I eventually got over this...seriously like last week, and decided that in honour of her birthday I would do a layout for my album.
The year I went to college, Laine gave me an 8 x 10 school picture of herself. (Does anyone else think this is weird? You do? Good I thought it was just me.) Anyhoo, she treated it just like a wallet photo and wrote on the back.
This is what it said-
I made it so you could lift the vellum and look directly at the pic, that is if you want your eyes to melt right out of their sockets...
BQotD from mr. nice guy
*i am a scrawny white translucent honky cracker ronald mcdonald carrot-top golem albino crybaby. the sun and i? we are not on speaking terms.*
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
For years I thought the sun was a monster. But I am here to tell you that it's not a monster! IT'S NOT A MONSTER!
Remember a while back when I wrote about my old landlord, who wouldn't give us our damage deposit back? I'm not sure if I mentioned this but I went to the Rentalsman and filed a claim at the end of April. I hadn't heard anything about it so I called them a couple of days ago and they said that they were holding off on filing the claim and that I would hear from them by the 31st. Oh really.... Well guess what I saw in the mail today?
That's right - A Check for the full Amount! HA HA HA! Boo-Ya Baby!
Victory is mine!
And for today, because I am supremely happy, TWO BQotD! Aren't you excited? Thrilled even? I know, I am ama-za-zing.
BQotD # 1 from Chookooloonks
*I realized that cellulite is slowly eating my entire body, and my ass is continuing its death march down the back of my legs.*
BQotD # 2 from NBR
*How come the products I always end up spilling on myself are ones that smell horrible?*
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Up to the highest height!
BQotD from fourfour
*Note that he used to be called "Crazy." I love that! I mean, I concur wholeheartedly, I just wonder what he was like as a kitten to earn that name.*
Sunday, May 21, 2006
They define a spam blog as one that can be recognized by their irrelevant, repetitive, or nonsensical text, along with a large number of links, usually all pointing to a single site.
Well if I thought my writing sucked before, I sure do now, what with my obviously irrelevant, repetitive and nonsensical text.
Blogger also says this about spam blogs - They may scrape content from other sites on the web, using other people's writing to make it look as though they have useful information of their own.
Well the only thing I ever take from other blogs is the BQotD. Therefore I must be a spam blog because I think other people are funny and want to recognize them.
What a way to make a blogger feel good.
Saying that my blog is a spam blog is tantamount to saying "Hey there blogger, you suck."
Thanks so much.
And just to tell blogger to shove it, here is the BQotD from The Sarcastic Journalist
*Number of times my child vomited on me due to the anesthesia: 2
Number of times she vomited total: 4*
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Everybody loves you. Pisses me off.
The check is in the mail.
I gave at the office.
Sorry, I can't spare any change.
* This is something that refers to a very unfortunate haircut the husband received that Kim and I made fun of mercilessly. Ha.
And just because its a special day....
a second BQotD from mr. nice guy
*we don't love our baby enough for mylar. also, when latex balloons deflate, they make festive condoms.*
*(extra bonus points for you, Kim if you can tell me where that title quote comes from)*
Diaper backward spells repaid. Think about it.
"What milestone, that only people with children will appreciate, did Shna's son finally reach?"
Welcome, and thank you for coming.
The Boy is now wearing....
Drum roll please...
Big Boy Underpants!
Aren't you jumping for joy? Standing ovations anyone?
The Boy and I went out the other day to buy his first pair of Big Boy Underpants. Yes, that is what we must call them. The Boy would actually prefer Underwear-pants, but he will settle for Underpants. We had to buy Spider-Man underpants, no others would do. Of course they are the most expensive ones out there, but only the best for my baby. Seriously, if anyone out there has a more cost effective way to get Spider-man underpants, please tell me.
So he has been wearing them all day and actually telling us when he has to go potty, and then actually goes to the potty! What a breakthrough! Before he would tell us he had to go, but when we took off the diaper he had already done the deed....ewww.
He is still sleeping in diapers, but he had a nap today in his underpants and no accidents, YAY!
That's All Folks!
BQotD from Mama Sutra
*Such a lovely image to have as you cool a bottle for your baby...screaming hummingbirds.*
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die.
BQotD from Mitchieville
*Forget the pageants, forget the dirty commie that stole your precious crown, there is only me and you left.*
Beauty is skin deep. A tattoo goes all the way to the bone.
I designed a dragon tattoo for the Hubband, I scaled it down, reworked it and added a stylized lowercase "d" to the tail.
That is how this -
Became this -
That is super amazing isn't it? Fantastic even. Its okay to be jealous...
On a completely different note, I watched Grey's Anatomy last night and I'll I can say is "Wha...?"
BQotD from Random and Odd
*And this is the post where I sound mature, but later at dinner I’m probably going to pat my ex’s stomach and ask him when he’s due.*