We are busy...

...leading actual lives. I'm not sure why else neither one of us has posted for like a month...

Sophia might be getting her first teeth soon!!!! I see those little bubbles below the gum line!!!!

eating like a pig

It is one of those.... I-am-so-hungry-I-can't-stuff-enough-in-my-face... days.

Bring it on Greek yogurt and Cuties, and Cashews Walnut trail mix and Chipotle!

YUP!

Facebook Likes

Do you ever see some one with a photo of their dinner, or of their engagement ring, or a picture of their niece or nephew that has like 53 "likes" on it? I see that, and I think.... I can't get that many likes on the COOL stuff that I do.

When I was engaged? 12 likes.
Go to Austria? 18
A photo of my dinner? 4
A photo of my nephew? 2

Doesn't make any sense. I am upset. I am way cooler than some of the people who get four times the "likes" I deserve.

Pretty depressed this morning

I am pretty upset this morning. So here are some Feel Goods.

Election Day

Tomorrow is it. The day we have been waiting for now for 4 years. 4 LONG years of good ol' P.Bo. (P.Bo is the "cool guy" nickname that a conservative radio guy in our area gave to Obama, and I like it.)  SO, tomorrow, hopefully Americans will show some TINY shred of sense and vote for a man with actual experience. Let's get rid of this crazy guy. Please. I am BEGGING you, America.

Also, I am REALLY excited for polling stuff to stop. We have had tons of people come to our door, and I have had 3 polling phone calls on my cell phone, and I wouldn't mind so much but most of these people are trying to get me to vote for the liberal candidates. Where are the people supporting the conservative candidates? Oh... yeah... I live in Minnesota.

I KNOW!!

Ah!!! I thought about posting yesterday? Two days ago maybe? Anyway, I went to post, and then I decided that I should work on sewing Sophia's stocking. It is making good progress! And then I went to post one time at work, and didn't have time :(

Also, Voxer is awesome.

Kara Joy - I love you. The end.

OCTOBER 8TH

Our last post on here was OCTOBER EIGHTH! I blame Voxer. and your new job.

Oh Blogger buddy! How I miss you!

Kara

Totally stressed out Trying not to be

I am sure putting this up here is not helping. Becuase in addition to working 40 hours a week, I have so much stuff to do at home, I don't have time to be doing this too... but I needed to reach out.

Why does my job keep getting more and more stressful?

I feel better than last week though... but I need someone to talk to you. I need inner peace.

I am also stressed abiout things that make me happy. You know? Like I just wanbt to get them done, but I can't do anything... becuase I am at work... or church.. or I have a family dinner to go to. it is all going to be ok Kaite. Don't worry?
Right?

Gah.

not even editing... just posting.

Buckyballs

I LOVE BUCKYBALLS!

My boss gave me some for Christmas, beucase he noticed that I always fiddle with things sitting on desks... so he thought I would like my own desk toy... he was SOOOO right! I have already lost 3 of mine... so sadness... and they are started to get cooroded and ugly. I am so sad they have been recalled. They are the mostest awsomest things ever.

I want the square ones.

LOVE THEM!

Buckbyballs

I assume that because you are a chemical engineer that you are familiar with Buckyballs?  That may not be true. But I will assume you are.  These are Buckyballs:

So around last Christmas, this was "The Toy" to get.  Chris was really excited about them and thought they would be fun, but I wasn't about to pay $35 for them, which is what they normally go for.  Then when we were in Tucson, we went to the U of A bookstore because my Mom wanted to see it and they had these on sale for $18 so I bought some for Chris for a late Christmas present.

Fast forward to last month.  The government has decided that they want to ban this toy (surprised??) because they are dangerous when swallowed... Yeah, that's true, but a lot of things are dangerous when swallowed and you can't ban it all. Also, these are specifically not advertised as children's toys. *Sigh*.  ANYWAY. There are a couple of competitors to Buckyballs. One of them is "ZenMagnets".  Well, ZenMagnets had this essay contest on their website (http://zenmagnets.com/index.php?p=1_8_Contest) that if you wrote a 1000 word essay defending them that they could submit to elected officials, and if they accepted your essay, they would send you a free kit of ZenMagnets in the mail. So I wrote an essay.

Guess what came today???

My ZenMagnets!!!  I'm not sure why we really need two sets of these magnets. Or even one, really. But I am excited to have my own desk sometime soon so that I can have my own set as a "desk toy".  They are pretty amusing.. and I got them for free! Because I wrote an essay! Talking about how big, controlling government is stupid! My specialty!! 

As if the grindstone wasn't hard enough...

Two weeks ago I returned to work.

Which is good.

And also not good.

I honestly thought the second week would be my hardest because the first week would feel like a "Mommy break".

Wrong.

The first two hours felt like a Mommy break. After that, I think I cried like 5 or 6 times that week.  However, the second week got easier in the sense that I didn't cry, though it was hard to leave my baby all the same.

However, when I was spending all of my time at home with the baby, I didn't feel "productive". That isn't the right word, but I am not sure what the right word is. Anyway, I didn't feel like I was contributing much.  I think the "ideal" would be like part-time work.  Working a few hours in the evening or on the weekend to get away from the house for a bit and be out using my skills... But this full-time work is hard!   I miss my baby!!

Today, she fell asleep on my chest. She doesn't do that often. I just LOVED it. I didn't move for two hours. I just let her sleep on me, snuggling her. God really has given Chris and I such a beautiful gift.


Anyway...that was a rather sentimental post.  I shall return to my normal self shortly. :)

My life is going by too fast for me. I feel like I am in a rush to get things done, but I have too much to do first.

No winning.

Ever.

BLAH!

Doubt your Doubts. Believe your Beliefs!

TAKE THAT!

Remember this? I am sure you do... because you were the first one to show it to me... years and years and years ago. Can I admit something to you? When you first showed this too me, I didn't notice that ANY of the words were misspelled until halfway through the paragraph.

I was so embarrassed by they... "Wow" I thought "I must be the world's worst speller." Because after a second look the words are so badly misspelled, how could I NOT see that right away?!?!?

Even now at work, my boss will point out my mistakes and ask me what I am going to do it prevent it. I say "I will try to pay more attention." But the truth is that I don't EVEN SEE the mistakes. My eyes glide right over them... not punctuation mistakes, not capitalization mistakes... not grammar mistakes... just spelling.

Last night I met this very nice lady and we got on the topic of grammatical errors etc. etc... and I admitted to her that I was a very bad speller and I always had been. She said to me "You that probably means you are a better reader!" "Really? Why do you say that?" She explained that she studied linguistics in schools and one of her classes studied the different way people read. Some people really DO look at the shape of the word, or the WHOLE word at once. In fact SOME people read several words at once! They are the faster, more coherent readers.... and the WORST spellers!

YEAH BABY! there is some redeeming qualities to those of us who are hopeless spellers!

In fact... this makes me so happy I might post in on my other blog, and my facebook, and my front door....

desperate

I am desperate for something to make me look busy.

The truth is that I am VERY busy... but it is all stuff that I do not want to do. SO I need something else todo.

Yeah.

Hand sanitizer

So whenever you watch the movies there are often scenes with super smart people that use common place chemicals around the hourse to make homemade bombs, or acid... or oxygen.. or fire.. take your pick. I have seen this before so many times.

So I think to myself.. I am a chemical engineer.. why can't I do that?

Well I did it for the first time today.

One day while I was on the phone. I was drawing on my desk at work... and those stupid pen marks on my desk have bothered me ever since. Every time I look at them I think "I should get IPA from the lab, that would clean that right up..."

But today I was putting hand sanitizer on, and I remembered that there is rubbing alcohol in hand sanitizer.. Do you know what rubbing alcohol is? IPA!!!!! That's right.. so I lathered up my desk with some hand sinitizer, and not only did it smell good, but it cleaned it right up!

Also, it made me realize that someday when I am a mom and I come in to a room to find out that my child had colored all over themselves with marker that I could probably get it off with hand sanitizer! THIS IS SO GENIUS!

Car Trouble

I think there is nothing more annoying than car trouble. It makes me want to go to technical school and get a two year degree so I can fix my own car. I am sitting at a car place right now waiting for my serpentine belt to be replaced. The first place I quoted was going to charge me $130. $65 for the belt $65 for labor. I went out and bought the belt myself, for $12, and found a local mechanic who said he will put it in for $20. Take that, super expensive place.

Voxer

Oh Vox Box.... what have you done....

You came along and were just so much fun

You are such a hogger

From the good ol' blogger

And now... thebloominpitts is nothing but bummed.

4th Anniversary

Chris and I decided we wouldn't spend a lot of money for our anniversary. We also happened to have small group on our anniversary, so I wanted something to share. According to Kara, the 4th anniversary is the one of fruit and flowers. I thought about getting an edible arrangement but those are ridiculously expensive... So I made these:

Conflicted

I am sending you an email... check it :)

I am totally doing this.... please send me a photo like this....

I can't wait!

Funnies

I think I figured out where you got your funnies from! Failblog! I love failblog... except for thier obvious political agenda and the dirty jokes of course...

Enjoy!

Friends!

So Micah is staying with us. Definitely a surprise visit, but those can be the most fun. I love having him here, but I feel bad because I really don't have any ideas of things we can do, especially things that aren't expensive. I feel like MN is not super exciting. Unless you spend money. I hear Duluth is really cool but it is like a 4 hour drive and that might be weird to do with Micah and Chris not there (because he is at work), you know?

Also, I am feeling lazy right now and think I am going back to bed for at least an hour.

Kara Joy

we were talking about names and I realized something fun. There are about 50 different "meanings" for the name Kara. Seriously i hear new ones all the time.. For example.

Kara: Greek = Pure
Kara: Latin =  The Beloved
Kara: Irish = Friend
Kara: Spanish = Face
Kara: Italian = Dear
Kara: Latin = Diamond
Kara: Urban Dic =  loving, smart,pretty,athletic,skinny, tall, and a good friend to have
Kara: Celtic = Pure
Kara: Japanese = Empty
Kara: Hebrew = Cold
Kara: Turkish = Dessert/Black
Kara: Polish = Punishment
Kara: Danish = Graceful and Beautiful
Kara: see Catherine

My point is, no one really knows what it means... or where it came from.

So for our purposes, let's just say that it is Greek and means "Pure."

Then of course my last name

Bloomer: Underpants
Bloomer: One who comes into a set of skills
Bloomer: A flower which has blossomed
Bloomer: A blunder

From here we can take this a lot of fun directions. Yours truly is a:

Flower of Pure Joy
A Cold Joyful Punishment
Beloved Underpants

Etc etc

# of Views

We have had 12 views today. I am pretty sure that I checked it this morning from the toilet. And again when I first got to work... and again just now.

What this means is that I am not the only person who is looking at this blog.

I propose that we are BOTH checking it hoping this other person has had a stroke of inspiration and that we can be entertained if only for a little while.

Irritated

I get that it is really hard to travel with kids. I am really happy that airlines make efforts to make it easier for families to travel by having preferred lines for the elderly and people with kids. But was it really necessary for the family that used that line to cut me off when I was the ONLY PERSON IN LINE? Seriously? You have three kids an two strollers! I can get through security in the amount of time it took you to decide how many buckets you needed!

Oh and by the way, I don't care that you had to throw away half your liquids. There have been restrictions on liquids for almost TEN YEARS!

Seriously!

Chick-Fil-A

I think it is time that this blog announces its public support of Chick-Fil-A. And we are PROUD of it!

Also, Kara, would you like to come to lunch with me at Chick-Fil-A? Next time we see each other, we will have to make a point of it.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

For the last couple of nights in a row, I have dreamed that I was pregnant with twins. It is scary.

Protection

{ I just got on this blog to finish this post and when I saw the title I didn't recognize it, and I thought you were writing a dirty post... I gasped, but alas it was me being really stupid... I am going to leave it that way, hoping that you enjoy it}

I have noticed that some people have the most uncanny ability to "attract" certain things in life. Like Kayleen for instance. People are ALWAYS giving her stuff! She has already been through four cameras, three ipods and six phones. My parents gave me ONE phone and I had to buy the rest! She has been given a car and loads of money for school and bags and bags of clothes. I just don't get it. People love to give her stuff. You would NOT believe the things that she bring home sometimes that people just give her!

When we went to Hawaii, my husband sees her and we start talking. Then he says "Kayleen, every time I see you I just want to take care of you. What do you need?" SEE!!!!!!!!!!????!!?? SEE! How does she DO that? She doesn't whine she doesn't complain.... it just IS!

And Grammy, remember her? I have never met someone who has so many friends that have SO MUCH DRAMA! I am serious! Cheating, lying, stealing, rude rude rude... I just can't figure it out! But she isn't one of those terrible people. She is a very good person... how does that happen?

So I get wondering. What do I attract. You know? What do I make people want to do around me?

I think I figured it out.

I somehow make people want to protect me. I don't know how, I KNOW I don't ask for it. Every time someone swears or there is a bad scene in a movie, there can be a whole room full of people and the host will say "Sorry Kara, I forgot that was in there." Why? Or I will be at work and the dirtiest nastiest guy will ask someone tone it down because "Kara is a very nice person." I didn't ask for that, I didn't say anything (maybe I should have, but that is another conversation.) I feel like left and right I have people offering to walk me to my car... or there was even once this really embarrassing incident at work, where someone reported that a guy was "harassing" me, when it wasn't even CLOSE to that. No one wants me to get on a train alone or rent my own car.  Right now the guys don't want to let me work late on my own... for WHO knows what reason. Just the other day a co worker noticed the bruises on my face from wisdom teeth and he came into my cube all worried (but I guess any decent person would.)

Maybe everyone gets treated like this... but I doubt it. For some reason people think I can't handle the world.

Maybe I can't... so subconsciencly I put this out into the world.

I dunno... maybe I am just talking crazy right now because I have already worked 50 hours this week.

Yeah it is probably that one.

Multi-purpose Bugs

Do you know what I love? Lightning bugs. 

Except not during the day. They are super creepy during the day. 

But I love them at night.

Darts!!

I didn't think I would like playing darts as much as I do. It is surprisingly fun and an awesome game with groups of friends.

Chris got a dart board for his birthday (which is actually tomorrow but he opened it early because we celebrated his birthday while my Mom was here). Anyway, we were out playing darts and Chris had an amazing shot. I saw it with my own eyes, otherwise I might not believe it:

Holy Poop!

I put this on my regular blog and meant to put it here. So now it is both.

I want to share something with you. See the picture below? That is poop. All over the car seat.

You should have seen the outfit.

What not to wear

I can't believe it but this show brings th BIGGEST smile to my face. I love it so much.  I am totally sitting in my hotel room with an ear to ear smile on my face.

It that weird?

I wish i dressed awful enough to get on this show... I don't wear make up... does that help?

First Class

I am so excited for you that you got the first class upgrade!! Yay! I love that. Did they bring you your drink in an actual glass and give you fun treats and candies and fresh fruits and a meal that wasn't awful?

I hope that they upgrade you to first class ("business class") on an international trip sometime, because that is probably the best experience ever. It's even better than the actual foreign countries themselves sometimes. It makes the phrase "It's all about the journey" so very true.

Magic baby?

Last night, just like every night, I laid Sophia down in her crib like this:

And then this morning, I woke up (she woke up) and she was like this:

Explain to me how a baby who can't even roll over from front to back yet managed to turn herself completely around... Because I can't figure it out.

Facetwins II

Confession

I love my husband. And I actually think he is so attractive. Besides his charismatic personality, confidence, and aura he has high Cherokee cheekbones, almost black hair and green eyes with HUGE muscles and a nicely shaped back and calves (TMI? I could go on...).

That being said.....

At some point when we grow up we have to realize we are not going to marry perfection... and that is ok. We have to realize that we oursleves are not perfect, and hardly a supermodel so we are lucky to have someone attractive at all.

So it is bad when....... ?

I see a girl from high school... who WAS like perfect... you know... like PERFECT perfect... and she is engaged to a total goober?
Is it bad when I start to stalk her facebook and I find out that her PERFECT perfect best friend is married to a total wannabe?

And then you start thinking


Yeah... I did good...


I mean I always knew that... but now I REALLY know that.

Facebook is not good for me..

This look bad..... really bad

So apparently one of the more seldom side effects of getting your wisdom teeth removed is bruising on the face.....

Yeah you heard me... it looks like someone is hitting me.

Or it looks like I am about to be sick beucae my face is green.

Either/Or

FaceTwins

I was just on your Facebook profile (creepin'..y'know) and came across your friends list and saw Tim something, and I was like "Hey, that guy looks a lot like my friend Adam, at least in that one picture" so I am going to show you.

Tim

Adam

Musical genius

OK, so I think Weird Al is a genius.

I have had his Star Wars song stuck in my head now for a little while. It is to the tune of American Pie and it is called "The Saga Begins" and is so cleverly written that if you are in the mood for Star Wars you could do one of two things: 1) Watch Star Wars Episode I or 2) Listen to "The Saga Begins"

In other nerdy Pitts' news, my husband just bought Star Trek: The Next Generation - Season 1.  Which means, I will be watching Star Trek: The Next Generation - Season 1. *Sigh*. I've never been a fan of Star Trek but watching the entire series will probably make me one...

Sutures

My little "pamphlet" specifically indicated that I should not allow my tongue to "investigate the sutures."

That is really hard to do. I am SO CURIOUS! and they left at least THREE big long trims that are sticking into my cheeks! Why didn't they trim those shorter?

Not good...Plus I don't feel like I am getting the area clean enough. I have been swishing salt water after everymeal... and trying to brush my teeth (as far as I can becuase I can only open my jaw so wide) But I am afraid it is going to get infected!!! (I suppose that is what the antibiotics are for.... but still!)

I DID IT!

I just e-mailed my first final rough draft to my professor!! 8800+ words! Woot!!

Gah!

The blog looks AMAZING!! I love it! You always make it look so wonderful.

I need to invest

In a real photo editing program... like photoshop elements.... instead of trying to use paint. I am sick of the banner. It is pixilated and the wrong size... but it is going to stay that way!

Change!

It's happening!

Kind of gross

..but also funny. At least I think it is funny. This may also fall under the category of "too much information".

So I am feeding Sophia this morning, and in the morning I am usually fuller than the rest of the day because she sleeps 8-9 hours every night. Sometimes she stops and lets go for a breath, but the "hose" doesn't turn off, especially in the morning. Like just now, milk was getting everywhere... she had it all over her face, it was all over the nursing pillow...everywhere. It just made me laugh a little bit.

This thing

Did they give you one of these?

It is supposed to be for rinsing out the pockets after your surgery like every time after you eat. I think they told me to use salt water or listerine? Or both? I think I used both. I can't really remember.

See this?

It is my savior! I got a bad sunburn in Hawaii and it itches non-stop. Thanks golly for the back scratcher from bed bath and beyond that I can use to scratch my back raw...

It is essential. I might have a panic attack if I loose it.

PRICRASTINATOR!

Just calling your bluff, because i can see it. Aren't you supposed to be working? That's ok because I thinking blogging your best friend Fromm 1000 miles away is way more fun too!!!! In fact I would prefer that you do that so I have something to do as I just lay here on the couch getting progressively more and more bored.

Guess What?

My research paper is up to 23 pages now. 23!!!! Including the appendices. (Yes, appendices!! Multiple! Doesn't that make me sound smart?)

:D

And I am still writing. Back to work.

bloggin is hard

I have wanted to tell the story about Zach getting hurt while we were in Hawaii.... but I just can't think of a clever angle to write it.

It is a lot easier to write on this blog... becuase I don't feel like I am trying to impress you. I am just being me.

Isn't that great?

oxycodone

It take approximately 90 mins for Oxycodone to start working.

I know this from experience...

After it starts to work, everything just seems so great.

You are so great.
I feel great!
This water tastes great.
This iPhone is great.
Warm Jamba Juice is great!

I feel great :)

How many of these do I have? 30!!! Woooo Who! That's great!

It's an opioid. That is great.

the jucies are running

The brain juices... for blogging... which is code for... I am thinking crazy. CRAZY!

The feeling is coming back in my jaw...

It is kind of a big deal.

uhg... I don't like that

My husband laughs at me a lot because I do this thing where I wake up... but I don't really wake up... and in my head everything that I say makes a lot of sense. So I try to talk to him, or answer a question he asked me... or I dunno just talk for whatever reason. So when he starts laughing at me becuase I am being an idiot I get legitamatly angry.

When I am groggy like that I feel like he is misunderstanding me on purpose.

That is EXACTLY how it felt to wake up after being put under today. I remember being asleep but it was like sleeping on an airplane... where you are asleep but it isn't good sleep and you feel like the TV is on really loud and so you aren't really asleep asleep... and then when they got me up they kept asking me questions and it was taking a really long time to understand the question and even longer to explain my answer....

Until it occured to me that my mouth was full of cotton... no wonder I couldn't talk.

Wait, where am I? Oh yeah! Teeth... or something. Hey my arm feels funny when I lift it up like a chiken wing, and when I look to the left I can see three or four identical nurses... and I am super cold, so why do I have three blankets on? Why does the nurse keep asking me if I am ready to leave. Can't she see that I can't even focus on her? Wait.. this is weird... but I feel like you told me something about an ice pack... where to I put that? Oh.. right... my jaw. That makes sense. Ice Cream!

Perfect

We had a horrible thunderstorm just now.  The kind where you walk outside and are soaking in 5 seconds.  I went outside to move my car into the garage because the storm sirens went off and I was worried about hail damage. By the time I made it back inside the house, I was soaked. I went upstairs to change and changed into some yoga pants (because they are comfortable) and my yellow "Don't Tread On Me" t-shirt with the snake on it.

I am also sitting here watching Fox news and playing with my cute baby.

The scene is set. When who comes knocking on my door but an activist from a liberal environmental group asking for a donation.

I let her give her spiel. I invite her into the house because it is still raining.  I am sure she is thinking that she just walked into some sort of crazy place. Here I am wearing my "Don't Tread On Me" t-shirt, and the Sean Hannity show is on in the background. I couldn't have planned this any better if I had tried.

As she is leaving she asks me, "Just for a poll question, would you say you are generally democrat, independent, or republican?"

I was tempted to say "Take a wild guess".

Loopy.

Hahahaha yup yup yup! I am going to post the note I was writing to kandace instead of talking. I was crazy for about 20 mins.

It isn't that funny... But there are a few loopy things.

I want an doctor excuse for zach's it is finny' that he had to do everything. An the dishes

Tender loving Carr
I feel so weird

My atms jello. When I look at you I go cross eyed
That was so weird

I do t remember anything

Did I walk to this chair ? I want to know.
Really dizzy what am I touching? Do t make me laugh dony. I feel really crazy

Dizzy fuzzy numb numb numb when do I take them out? Oh I don't like feeling like this. When I look at those picture there is only one. When I look at you or the nurse there are two. I'm am excited to give it to Zach

Should I recover faster? Is it taking to long? I am scared to stand ip. I I feel like I would falls over.

How did I get to this chair?

My touché feels huge

I didn't feel the laughing though.

They put me under. Eg

Why jello?

I feel so weird!!!!!!!!! I feel like I need to move. Am I in the way?

My arm feels funny over there

Like gravity pulls it funny

Wait. When to I take the stuff out?

I told them your name right before

I keep think my lip is my tpunge out of my mouth

I need to swallow I can't figure out how.

Or Shelby. Remember her? Nice ok I starting to feel better .

I am glad I am not driving w

To give it to Zach!

I feel like I should recover faster
I didn't know you got them out

What happened

Was it the doctors idea to get this note?

What did I write? Was it crazy? It's funny

You know that feeling when you just wake up. A jamba juic.

Walmart So
Something with bannas

Strawberry is good
I can't remembe

Just ask for their two best sellers

Surgery!

Kara has now had her surgery! I am hoping to hear good news: that everything went well and she is on the road to recovery!

I hope you are feeling amazing, my friend.

I have found some cartoons to bring some humor to you. I hear laughter is the best medicine.

Post Frenzy. And Banned Dogs.

I think that I have been in a big of a post frenzy lately, because over the last 24 hours I have had like 4 or 5 ideas to post on here (of course, I forgot them all).

Then I get onto Facebook today and I see that there is a list of 75 dogs that are being banned or restricted in America because they are considered somehow dangerous. *Sigh*. Does government control know no end?

So I am curious and I google search the list, which can be seen here. If you scroll down about a quarter of the way through the page you can see the list of 75 dogs. I first checked to see if my Shiba Inu is on there, and he is not. So then I checked to see if a Red Heeler was on there, and Ally is also safe. However, there was an Akita and a Blue Heeler on the list - the Akita is very closely related to my Shiba, and I think the Blue Heeler is probably closely related to Ally? 

As I was reading through the list, there were just some dogs where I thought to myself, "Seriously?"  Like, for example, the Eskimo dog. This is a cute, white, little fluffy dog. In fact, Chris and I have been considering getting one of those for a friend for Copper when we have a little more room for them to play than we do now.

Another one that was on the list is the Bouvier.  This is a large dog, yes.  In fact, it kind of looks like a schnauzer except that they go all the way up to your hip. But they are the friendliest dogs in the world. They are just big and lazy and are kind of like giant carpets.

They also had Labradors on the list. Labs? Really? Like, the friendliest, dumbest dog on the planet? Who is getting attacked by these dogs - people with beef jerky in their pockets? I just don't get it.

Anyway, I am just glad our babies haven't made the cut. Yet.

We are SO cool.

So you can look under 'stats' on the blogger home page and it will show you where people are that are reading your blog...

I knew that people in the lower 48 were reading...because that's us... Then I saw that people in Alaska were reading but I thought that was pretty cool.

Then I saw that people in Russia have been reading our blog.

Russia!!

How cool! :)

Redesign

I was going to redesign the blog.

Then I thought, "it always looks super cute when Kara does it and I don't want to ruin it"...

So I didn't.

But I just might one of these days.

Spiderman, Spiderman...

I posted this on Facebook, but it bears repeating.

Do you ever think to yourself, "I could sure use some Spiderman web-shooting skills right about now..."?  I actually have that thought quite often and right now is one of those times.  I am sitting on the couch with a sleeping baby on my lap, and my laptop. I need my wallet, which is all the way over on the table near the kitchen. If only I had web-shooting skills, this wouldn't be a problem.

Also, I typed this whole thing with one hand so now I am tired.

I hope you aren't nervous

...for your wisdom teeth surgery on Friday. I have been thinking of you! It really isn't that bad. But it is just nerve-wracking. Or I thought so anyway.

How was your 4th of July? We did not even go see fireworks :( But we spent time with Chris' side of the family and had a lot of fun. His cousin got married and she had a fun wedding/reception so we enjoyed that.  I don't even think I saw Sophia the entire time because she was with her great grandparents and great great aunts and uncles and etc. etc. being shown off :)

Jealousy. It is lousy, without the jeal.

I am sick of feeling jealous of others. That is the biggest reason I hate Facebook. I see all this stuff other people are doing and I get so frustrated that I am not doing the same cool things. So then later I want to brag about cool things that I do... Then I feel immature so I don't want to post anything so I am not immature.... But then I really do want to post something cause I am excited and I want to share it with my friends,. In the end I get really confused and I am not very sure why I post something.


Plus jealousy just makes me want to find fault with others. To make me feel better. Which is also immature.

So by the time I am done with Facebook, I feel about 10 different bad things about myself. Which all I want is to feel good about myself.

It never ends.

Which would you choose?

I know I put this as my Facebook status but I believe I have a very valid point. I can't decide if I am more excited to eat a brownie tomorrow after my biggest looser weigh in.... Or if I am more excited to go to Hawaii on Wednesday. It might be the brownie.... Just sayin.

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

I just woke up from this HORRIBLE nightmare! I dreamed the supreme court upheld Obamacare.

Wait, what!? That actually happened?!?!?!

Well, my day is ruined.

Hindsight is 20/20

Do you ever have those moments where you think of something clever to say AFTER the moment has passed?

I thought of all of these things I wanted to say to the lady at my ex-externship position.

"Well, you said you weren't sure if you wanted 2 or 3 externs... I just made up your mind for you"

"YOU aren't acting professionally"

"30 days notice is far more than the standard social convention"

"your site isn't the only good site..."

Etc. etc. etc.

But I know I would never have said these things... And they would not have helped if I had said them. It was just a super awkward phone call.

stress

I am feeling unhealthy levels of stress today. It is not good. I keep trying to find some sort of coping mechanisim. Like breathing deep or closeing my eyes and trying to slow my heart rate down.

it isn't working.

I hate that this is my biggest vice. I am so sick of feeling stress all the time. I need it to go away.

Kara

Change

I am ready for this blog to look different.

Now to find the energy to do it.

What say you?

Oh. My. Gosh.

I just woke up. I was lying in bed, and the baby starts squirming. Then, it happens.

I can only define it as the most terrifying sound I have ever heard.

It was so terrifying, in fact, that I am 99% sure that the baby actually blew a hole in her diaper.

And then she fell back asleep.

This presents me with a dilemma: do I let her sleep and feel totally guilty about not changing her, and possibly have to change the sheets and her pajamas when she wakes up? Or, do I do the responsible thing and wake her up? You may question my parenting skills upon reading that last part, but keep in mind that it was 4-something a.m., and she was sleeping! So, I woke her up.

And wow. It was almost as terrifying as it sounded. But I am officially impressed with 'Luvs' for holding that mess in. I did not even have to change her pajamas!

It was very much worth waking her up too, because after I was done changing her she wasn't mad at me for waking her up but instead looked up at me and gave me a big, beautiful smile! What a sweetheart.

Feeling impatient.

Why is it only Tuesday??

I have nothing to say...

...but I am posting anyway so I can use this app.

Had my interview on Friday and am anxiously waiting to hear from them. Should know by Friday...

Did you know?

That there is a blogger app? Yeah.... It's awesome. Now I can blog all the time!

Upset

This is silly, but I am pretty upset about something. See if you can figure it out.

Yeah. That's right. More people liked my last status than people liked me getting married.

Crybaby

So, I have to admit, no matter how many of those surprise military homecomings I see, they almost always make me cry...  Like the Dad showing up in the package near Christmas day, or the Dad who caught his son's pitch at a professional baseball game and then revealed who was behind the mask, or the Dad who showed up in his kid's classroom... They get me EVERY time.