My Saturday began at 6:15 when my alarm clock went off. Matt then said, "Oh honey. I forgot you were going running this morning. I arranged to have people help me pull out that fence this morning." This is me annoyed because I go running EVERY Saturday, so how is it that he forgets about every other week? I get up, go get a glass of milk and come lay back down. He says, "I'm sorry you can't go running today." To which I say, "Oh, I'm still going running. This is your problem. You should have found someone to watch Ally." (I know I'm a bad wife). But eventually, we arrive at the conclusion that I am not going, so I send a text to Sarah W. to let her know that I won't be there because she and I are the only ones planning on going this week and I make a mental plan to go running this evening. Then about 7 am I get a text message from her asking if I'm coming. I check my phone and sure enough, the original text I sent is still sitting in my outbox with a big red X over the message. Awesome. I made her get up early on a Saturday for nothing (I'm a bad friend). But she is amazing and ran 6 miles without me. You rock!
When Ally wakes up, I decide we should try something new today, so I blew up her little pool and filled it with water. Unfortunately, the water comes out ICE cold and she didn't want to get in it. But she did have fun throwing everything she could find into the water. Then we took a nap. Matt came home from his fence pulling at about 3 PM (wow! That's hard work, babe!) and wakes me up. I realize that my foot kind of hurts and I look and sure enough, I must have stepped on a thorn while setting up Ally's pool because I have a nasty splinter and my foot is already swollen. But it's on the bottom of my foot and I can't reach it so I have to ask Matt to perform emergency surgery on my foot. He's pretty handy with a sewing needle and tweezers. Who knew?
Matt left again to go pull out carpet at our new house (Oh yes, did I mention we are now homeowners? No, I guess I didn't. I guess I was waiting until we actually closed, so now it's official. We bought a house in Mt. Horeb, WI) and I decide to be green and walk to the grocery store. I took the big stroller and shopped until the bottom was full and wouldn't hold any more. Ally was really good and enjoyed the adventure, even if mommy did pinch her skin in the stroller straps and left a nice red welt. (Now add bad mom to previous list of Bad Friend and Bad Wife). All in all, things are going well and we put in Cinderella to cuddle on the couch when a wave of nausea overtakes me. I don't know if it was something I ate or the medicine I take, but I was hugging the toilet pretty hard. Reminds me of how I'm not looking forward to morning sickness ever ever again. So now scratch off the list running because I feel horrible. Matt finally comes home after a long day of work. Turns out the upstairs carpet is glued down making it 10x harder to remove than originally thought. In the meantime, I finish feeling yucky and we finish the day reading stories to Ms. Ally....well, almost.
Matt notices that the neighbors are out, so we decide to be neighborly and go sit out on the driveway with them. I have never heard the men talk so much. Amazing how liquor and beer will do that. Anyway, they were good for a laugh and told us how they were happy/pissed for us that we bought a house and congratulations/screw you for leaving. haha. And that was our Saturday. Tomorrow I start a 12-week training program for the half marathon so if you see me and I'm not running, I'm in big BIG trouble!
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
When Mom's Away....
I call this one, "Do something you stupid lion":
...the kiddies play. Grandma, Grandpa, Dad, and Ally at the zoo while Mom works in the Jungle...
Thursday, July 24, 2008
This One's for Uncle Matt
My brother Matt(hew) tried to teach this to Ally awhile back. As you can see, I kept the dream alive. This one's for you bro!
Monday, July 21, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Who's Your Daddy?
Well, I found this picture of Matt and I'd have to say the two of them have the same hairdo.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The Pastor's Ass
The Pastor's Ass
The pastor entered his donkey in a race and
It won.
The pastor was so pleased with the donkey
That he entered it in the race again, and it won again.
The local paper read:
PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day, the local paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.
The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day:
NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN
The Bishop fainted.
He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, she sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the paper read:
NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.
The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE
The Bishop was buried the next day.
The moral of the story is: being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery . . .even shorten your life.
So be yourself and enjoy life.
Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and
You'll be a lot happier and live longer!
The pastor entered his donkey in a race and
It won.
The pastor was so pleased with the donkey
That he entered it in the race again, and it won again.
The local paper read:
PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day, the local paper headline read:
BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.
The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day:
NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN
The Bishop fainted.
He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, she sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the paper read:
NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10
This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.
The next day the headlines read:
NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE
The Bishop was buried the next day.
The moral of the story is: being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery . . .even shorten your life.
So be yourself and enjoy life.
Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and
You'll be a lot happier and live longer!
Brett Favre & New Kids on the Block
Brett Favre & New Kids on the Block were the discussion on the radio yesterday on my way to work. As you may or may not know, Brett Favre announced his retirement recently. It's a big deal for all the Packers fans here. I don't have time to follow the news so I can't tell what recent world catastrophes are going on, but I could tell you that Brett Favre had retired. A moment of silence for Green Bay's loss...
...but wait! Now there is talk that Brett Favre may have changed his mind. I guess his lawyer or agent or someone contacted the Packers and wanted written consent that they would release him from his contract. Basically saying that if he comes back, he wants to be free to play elsewhere. Now I don't follow sports at ALL, but even I was offended by this gesture. The Packers and Packer fans have supported and essentially worshipped Mr. Favre during his career. And now after all the hullabaloo surrounding his retirement, he says, Well thanks for the party, but I think I'll take it on the road. What a jerk. But I'm happy that the Packers issued a statement that 1. If Brett returns to play NFL football, he is still under contract with them and 2. (my favorite part) if he comes back to play for them, he is not guaranteed his former spot on the team. He will have to compete and try-out for the QB spot. Anyway, the only reason I care is because football is such a big deal here and I'm sick of professional athletes thinking they can do/say/get away with whatever they want.
On another note, New Kids on the Block is back. And awesome. It's like they never left. Except now they're all ripped and tatted up.
...but wait! Now there is talk that Brett Favre may have changed his mind. I guess his lawyer or agent or someone contacted the Packers and wanted written consent that they would release him from his contract. Basically saying that if he comes back, he wants to be free to play elsewhere. Now I don't follow sports at ALL, but even I was offended by this gesture. The Packers and Packer fans have supported and essentially worshipped Mr. Favre during his career. And now after all the hullabaloo surrounding his retirement, he says, Well thanks for the party, but I think I'll take it on the road. What a jerk. But I'm happy that the Packers issued a statement that 1. If Brett returns to play NFL football, he is still under contract with them and 2. (my favorite part) if he comes back to play for them, he is not guaranteed his former spot on the team. He will have to compete and try-out for the QB spot. Anyway, the only reason I care is because football is such a big deal here and I'm sick of professional athletes thinking they can do/say/get away with whatever they want.
On another note, New Kids on the Block is back. And awesome. It's like they never left. Except now they're all ripped and tatted up.
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