Gross Out

So anyone who knows my husband, Dave, knows that he is a pretty tall, thin guy. He has the most incredible metabolism. This is part of how I've gained so much weight in the 6 years we've been married. We were newlyweds playing house in California. We did whatever we wanted, and a lot of the time that included watching movies and snacking. I didn't realize it at the time (or really, until I was a good 20 pounds heavier) but he eats A LOT. And I would match him almost calorie for calorie. He'd sit down with a bowl of crackers and offer some to me and my response? Yes, please! This has not changed at all over the course of our marriage, and I am only recently learning to decline his food advances.

Dave eats a LOT of cheese. He just finished a block of mild cheddar in a week and a half, plus who knows how many crackers. A form of cheese that I really hate to indulge him with (because it's so disgusting) is that canned easy cheese stuff. But he loves it, and he works hard to provide for our family, so I guess I can let the man have his easy cheese. He prefers the bacon flavored variety though. (Gag!) So the other night we were eating Velveeta Shells and Cheese for dinner (Embarrassing, but at least Bruce will eat it.) and I dared Dave to take a bite of the macaroni with a big pile of Easy Cheese on top. And I recorded it:




I've gotta love him. But I don't have to kiss him after that mouth full of processed cheese!

My Slice of Nesting

I, like every other pregnant woman who is nearing the end, have pretty intense nesting urges these days. However, I have almost nothing for our baby who could be born at any moment. Of course, I am a second time mom. I'm not freaked out because I have my experiences with Bruce to draw on and calm my nerves.  This is a picture of our nursery, literally:

 

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Not a lot going on there. There is a dresser in the closet, but I don’t have a crib yet or anything. I plan to order the crib in mid-June. The baby will definitely get here before I order it, but I didn’t use a crib with Bruce until he was about 4 months old. I don’t anticipate having a need for one yet, although it would be nice to have so I could start pulling the room together. Another reason for that room’s emptiness, though, is that my baby shower isn’t until Saturday! I don’t have any of my bedding set yet, either!! But you don’t need a bedding set to have a baby. I have more than enough clothes that are already washed and folded. I have newborn diapers. I have arms, and I have boobs. I’m ready for the baby!

But a girl still has nesting urges. Fortunately, we moved into a new house just under a month ago. There has been plenty of unpacking and organizing for me to do! The largest effort so far has been in our office/guest room/fourth bedroom. When we first moved in, the office was where all the boxes went that just didn’t have a place yet. Our apartment was about 800 square feet smaller than our house is, so there are a lot of things that go in different rooms than they did before! 

Even though the office was full of boxes and plastic storage bins, I kept it pretty organized. That is, until I went out of town for the weekend and my husband ransacked all the boxes looking for his office supplies. After that weekend, the floor was hardly visible. (I was bummed to find that I hadn’t taken a picture of the mess.) I really need this room to NOT be a mess, because I have a friend coming into town on the 21^st. She’ll be staying in the office which provided me a sense of urgency. I took an afternoon and put everything back in its respective box or bin and stacked them in the closet out of sight. Then I took our new filing cabinet and set up our computer on it. We had a desk being delivered the next day, but I honestly couldn’t wait any longer.

 

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It was empty, but clean! Just like it should be! Our furniture arrived the next day, packed up in tiny little boxes. My loving husband assembled it that evening. (I think he knew better than to try to wait a day… he would probably come home and I would’ve done it myself… I’m that kind of pregnant woman.) Several days later, I’d unpacked the office stuff that will be used in this room. I’m really pleased with the result. It’s nice to have a room designated for an office, and when needed, a guest room.

 

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In the months leading up to our move, I began organizing our things into these gray storage bins. They were super cheap, and much easier to manage than various cardboard boxes. For now they will live in the closet in the office, but when we move on to organizing the garage, we’ll likely make a place for them out there. It’s not like anyone is using this closet anyway!

 

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We still need a piece of furniture for the office. We were planning on getting a futon (don’t worry, it’d be a good one) but there’s just no versatility with a futon. We wouldn’t be able to move it or angle it or anything. Today I found a futon chair on Target’s website. It’s a chair and an ottoman and the chair lays flat so you can sleep on it. I think this might be the solution we’re looking for.

 

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The reason I want to get a futon is just in case someone needs to sleep over. But we don’t really need to accommodate two sleepers… If someone will be spending the night, it will likely just be one person. So we’re going to think about it, and order it on Friday if we so decide.

 It’s been really fun pulling our house together. We’re pretty much unpacked now. We are just waiting on our tax credit so we can update some items in our home, but for now it is cozy and I love it.

Hargigh in the Box

Mad Pancake

Last weekend we took a trip to Moscow and Lewiston. Bruce did probably the funniest thing while we were there.

Bruce is normally a pretty shy little guy, but lately when he has his mind set on something he'll let everyone know about it. It was Sunday morning and we were having breakfast at the Shari's in Lewiston. Saturday afternoon, we ate at the Shari's in Moscow and Bruce ordered the Happy Face Pancake. So this time, we sit down in our booth and he looks at the kid's menu and points to the Happy Face Pancake and says, "I want that pancake again. Only this time I want it with a MAD FACE." Dotty and I laughed and looked at each other. I mouthed the words, "We'll just order him a happy face one" thinking that he would have probably forgotten by the time the food got there.

So a few minutes later the waitress comes by and Dotty tells her that we'll get the face pancake, and Bruce pipes up and announces, "But I want it with a MAD FACE!" The waitress looks at me and Dotty, a little suprised. She said, "Is he mad?" To which I responded, "No, he's just three." And I gave her a look like I-really-don't-know-what-he's-on-about. So she chuckled and said, "Okay, we can do that. We'll make a mad face pancake!" and Bruce looked so thrilled.

From Moscow Trip

He looks mad in this picture because he was making a mad face to go with the pancake.

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A little blurry, but you can tell he loves his mad pancake.

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Close up of the mad little guy.



The more I thought about him ordering a mad pancake, the more it made me laugh. Not only because the waitress put the order in, but that the cook back there got an order for a mad face pancake and drew a little frowny face on it. So ridiculous. This is one of the stories (and pictures) I will remember in anticipation of the day that Bruce brings home his first girlfriend. Priceless.