Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Oops, I did it again... threw up, that is

Britney.

Britney.

BRITNEY.

(Only look at these pictures in the privacy of your own home. Or where you don't mind looking at buh-ginas on the internet).

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Thanks for the boredom

A few years ago, I was fairly anti-Thanksgiving. I know that seems weird, I mean who besides Chandler Bing hates Thanksgiving, what with all the gravy and turkey and cranberries, etc? But yes, I hated it. Hated eating turkey (even though I love turkey), hated going to see family (even though I love my family)... I was pretty thankless.

All in all, my Thanksgivings have always been pretty good, in spite of my poor attitude. My favorite part of the holidays is seeing friends, especially out of town friends, and getting together and drinking. Nothing has changed about that.

This year, I was totally looking forward to the Thanksgiving holiday. I was making dinner, lasagne, and I was excited to have friends and family over to have some drinks in our new and totally awesome basement bar.

My dad was the only person other than Ryan and I to drink in our bar all weekend.

Sigh.

I feel like lately I've been doing a lot of anticipating, only to be let down. I'm not sure why that is. Maybe my expectations are too high (yeah), or maybe I take things too personally (definitely), or maybe I'm just bored too easily these days. It's tough for me to go out to bars, because I have a baby who needs to sleep at a certain time, and people aren't typically fond of babysitting until 2 AM, and I'm not fond of coming home trashed to a baby who needs me. It's a double edged sword sometimes, trying to be a mom and be social. Or anti-social, which is more me.

Last night we were invited to a birthday party for a distant relative of Ryan's. Instead, we thought we'd invite some friends over to drink in our bar. That way, we wouldn't have to worry about leaving our baby anywhere, and we wouldn't have to drive or spend money. All the reasons we built the bar.

Everyone had plans. So Ryan, Lyric and I went out and bought a washer and dryer. On a Saturday night. The last night of my vacation. The vacation that I spent every single night on the couch, with a beer in my hand, watching television.

Could I BE any less interesting?

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

CAKE FACE!!!

Nursing my Zoloft hangover

Last week I entered the realm of the medicated, and let me tell you, it’s already made a world of difference. My marriage is better, my life seems easier, and I don’t always feel like I’m on the verge of a meltdown. My doctor put me on Zoloft since it’s best for breastfeeding mommies like myself (that’s right, she’s almost a year old and I’m still going... that was a topic of interest at her first birthday party... “so when is THAT going to stop?” No wonder I’m medicated), although she really wanted me to go on Lexapro. But the Zoloft seems to be working fine. All the vitamins and exercise in the world couldn’t have corrected the misfiring in my brain, thanks for asking though, Tom Cruise.

My medication was put to the test over the weekend, when Ryan and I had Lyric’s first birthday party. My house was jam packed full of people, and my mother, aunt, and cousin barked orders at me in rapid succession, until I felt like my head would explode and people would have chunks of my brain along with their birthday cake, since I forgot to buy one of those giant tubs of ice cream.

The girl made out like a bandit though. She got a little too much, if you ask me. But I only say that because all this junk has to be crammed into my house. I can’t even imagine having another kid. Where would he/she go? So that’s the end of birthday parties of that caliber.

Thank goodness for western medicine. Pictures of icing covered baby face to come.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Now that she's a child of GOD...

My baby was christened yesterday. Yes, my baby. Christened. Into the Christian religion. Weird, you think? Two agnostic parents agreeing to baptize their child? Yep, and I'll tell you why we did it.

Pressure.

My parents were born and raised Catholics, but they aren't even vaguely religious. They stopped going to church long ago, before they even sent me and my brother to 9 years of Catholic school. But they bothered me until I was half crazy to get my child baptised, they didn't care where damnit just as long as she got some holy water dumped on her head in front of a congregation of strangers.

So yesterday we finally took that step. It wasn't so bad, even though I had dreaded it for the past week. She looked all pretty and fluffy in her white dress. And the funniest part? They forgot the holy water, so she got the holy tap water from a holy plastic pitcher.

It was a country church.

Ryan and I were both baptized as babies, so I guess it's only fair that she is too.

Pictures of her in her fluffy dress to come.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Holding myself accountable

I'm so lazy lately. With EVERYTHING. I have no real social life, I don't work out any more, I don't write hardly at all... what is up with me?

Well, I'll tell you what's up with me. I'm complacent. I'm apathetic. I've let my life become my kid and my job and I've let myself go and become BORING.

I feel bad about myself. I want to have a life outside of work and baby that doesn't necessarily involve my husband making plans with our friends, because that's the only time I ever do anything. I have to take that step and make shit happen for myself.

Step one is admitting the problem. Step two is doing something.

Secondly, I have to start eating better and working out again. Since my brother's car accident, back at the beginning of July, I have done nothing with myself. I've gained weight back. I drink too much. I started smoking again. I eat junk food. That has to stop too.

Agggh. I've had a bad week. Sorry to post about all this shit but I had to get it out there.

The one thing I feel good about today is that I voted. I was voter number four in my precinct. I really wanted to be number one, but I'm giving myself some time to let that happen.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

What she looks like when she's using her Jedi mind tricks on me...

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Note the orb in the first picture. Oooh, spooky Halloween orb! I get those in pictures constantly. I swear it's because I don't clean my camera lens.

Scary campaign ad of the day...



C'mon, dude, you're gonna get your kids involved in your dirty politics because you're down in the polls? Puh-lease. Gag.