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I hope it's not just me

Pregnancy brain is real, and it's a bitch.  I keep stopping halfway through every though because I can't remember what I was about to do or say.  It's driving me crazy!  It also doesn't help that Jeff is naturally forgetful, so together it makes us totally hopeless.

Fantastic Fall Fruit Salad

So many people are bored or fruit salad, because only boring fruit ever gets added.  It's just sad.  This fruit salad is  so yummy!  plus it looks a bit fancier than the average fruit salad.  It's perfect for fall/ winter because of the colors and the spiciness.

You will need:
3 large Fuji apples
3 Asian pears
4 persimmons
seeds from one pomegranate
juice from 1 lemon
16 oz. walnut or pecan halves
1/4 cup sugar
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/4 cup butter
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/2 teaspoon allspice

Cut the fruit into bit sized pieces and put them in the bowl.  In a small bowl, mix together the lemon juice, sugar, and cinnamon.  Pour the sugar mixture over the fruit and toss well.
Melt the butter and mix it with the brown sugar and allspice.  Mix in nuts and coat well.  Spread the nuts on a cookie sheet and bake at 300 for 20 minutes.  Just before serving, toss the cooled nuts in with the fruit.  Enjoy!  Trust me, this tastes soooo good!

not spoiled at all

Yes, Luna is laying on three pillows on the couch.  Jeff randomly put the pillows there, and she immediately noticed, jumped up, and made it hers.  The poor little thing.

lesson of the day

Don't try to tighten a bolt on a slowly leaking kitchen pipe unless you know which direction tightens or loosens it and you've also turned the water off.  Hopefully you get where I'm going with this.  Anyway, that meant I didn't need caffeine (that I'm not allowed anyway) to wake up this morning, and as a result of using almost all our towels to dry our kitchen floor, it  is now very clean.  And Jeff finally (eventually) got the leak stopped too.  Woohoo!

Black Friday continued

My mom is adorable.  She went shopping today...for baby things.  She just got too excited.  So now my kid already has the cutest bedding set ever, and is going to be the best dressed kid ever.  Can you say "tiny bomber jacket?"  She came over with a cover story and ended up spilling where she went and giving me the clothes.  She said she didn't know who to address the baby clothes to for Christmas, since he's not here yet, and she didn't want to wait for a shower.

Black Friday

My black friday so far has been very eventful, and it's only 10am.  OMG.  Jeff and I got home from dinner last night and figured "Hey, Walmart is just down the street and they open at midnight.  That's only like two hours from now.  Let's just stay up and go there, then we can come home and sleep."  Frankly I'm still surprised everything went so smoothly...so we watched a movie so we wouldn't fall asleep or loose track of time, then we drove off to Walmart (where the huge parking lot was FULL and we had to park at the second to last spot on the edge of the strip mall lot.  We braved the freezing cold and finally made it inside.  It wasn't as bad as I had always feared, having never done black friday before, but we generally stayed away from electronics, and I think that made a big difference.  Judging from everyone's carts (let's face it, I'm nosy and had to see what people were buying) flat screen TVs and crock pots were by far the most popular items.  What did we get you ask?  A $10 electric griddle and a few $2 DVDs.  Oh yeah, we're big spenders.  The lines weren't even that bad to check out, once we all realized the one long line we had all formed because we were told it led to all cashiers was just BS and there were really like 20 small lines.  But we made it out withing an hour , and had awesome people watching.  After all, it was a Walmart.  I had work at 6am this morning, which wasn't so bad sleep wise, just bad in the fact that I think the baby hates me and wants me to be sick all the time.  So I got to leave work after an hour (woohoo!) which was great because black friday still scares the crap out of me, and my store was a complete nightmare.  We also had an abundance of stupid people.
customer: "Um, so you told me everything in your store is 50% off.  Does that include sale items?"
me: "Um, that includes EVERYTHING." (duh)
Anyway, by the time I left my store at 7am, we looked like we were going out of business, when the store was overly packed with merchandise this morning at opening, and from just midnight to 5am my store made $22,000 (which was our goal for the ENTIRE day.  Crazy, right?)
In short, black friday is still insane and scary, but I don't mind shopping it as long as I stay away from the overly crowded electronics section.  Yikes!

Thankful

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!  Who doesn't love a holiday that's all about being thankful and eating too much?  I personally am thankful for my wonderful friends and family, for Jeff, Luna, and soonish-to-be-arriving baby!

feeling guilty

I intentionally left the heater off all day today because I figured out that if I'm hanging out on the couch and its cold, Luna will come snuggle with me about once every hour to warm up.  She snuggles as close as she can get and I pet her and make sure her ears are nice and warm.  Then she jumps up and goes to play with her toys.  The cycle continues the next hour.  So far today she's snuggled with me four times.  Yesterday I had the heater on all day and she was nice and warm but she wanted nothing to do with me.  I'll just settle for being a space heater.  Besides, she makes my lap warm.  :)

maternity clothes

Yes, this is my rant on maternity clothes.  You must have known there would be one eventually.  So I can't wear regular pants (except for sweats) because the waist is too tight.  But they'd fit otherwise in the leg because I lost a bunch of weight.  But maternity pants don't fit because they're HUGE in the waist, which is lame because I'm 17 weeks along.  My stomach is not what you'd call tiny.  Maternity clothes should really be sized by trimester.  That would be awesome.  I would gladly buy an extra pair of pants if it meant they would actually fit.  As it is I have no choice but to wear my huge waisted maternity pants.  It's ok and all if I have a really long shirt on, but regardless, I have to keep pulling them up every two seconds.  Grr.  Maternity tops aren't so bad as long as you get a basic t-shirt style.  However, I have one maternity top that fits my stomach but is saggy in the boobs (I have never has this issue in my entire life!).  So all I can really say is that I wish more stores sold dresses that aren't fancy Christmas dresses this time of year, because dresses are the only thing that fit right!  So if you see me around in the near future I should be easy to spot.  I'll be the one wearing sweats.

the worst

The official up to date worst part of being pregnant is when you can't for the life of you fall asleep at night (thanks in partial to Luna, who tried repeatedly to push my legs off the bed so she could have more room), so you only sleep for 3 hours all night.  Then, having to wake up early because you start work at 6am and remembering that caffeine is a big no-no.  Argh!  I miss my old friend caffeine...Thank goodness this doesn't happen too often.

black friday

This week could be bad for my wallet.  Several things I really want that never go on sale are half off for black friday.  And I mean RANDOM things, like a dress form.  Black friday is also going to be bad because I'm working in the early-ish morning when all the crazy people are out, and I just found out my store is going to have kick ass sales.  Scary day.

and the winner is...

in the category of "Weirdest and most over-the-top crib" the winner is...

yum

So tonight Jeff got bored and we ended up making carmels (awesome!) and indoor smores.  We are now both on sugar overload, and I'm totally going to end up giving birth to a sugar happy baby, but my mom did the same thing with me and I turned out ok, I think.

cravings

Before I got pregnant Jeff promised me that whatever random cravings I had, he would get for me.  All I want right now is berry pie and donuts, and he just tells me I'm crazy and I should just eat real food.  So sad...Doesn't berry pie sound awesome right now?

movies with mom

I really hope I don't end up like my mom when I'm older in this one thing: she gets SOOOO confused watching movies.  Last night my parents went with Jeff and me to see the new Harry Potter.  Several times she leaned over to me and said, "Now, which one is Voldemort?"  Yeah, she actually said that.  My response was something along the lines of "Well, he's the creepy looking bald  one without a nose that everyone backs away from when he gets too close, cause he scares the crap of of them all."  She would nod in understanding, then ask the same question thirty minutes later.

feeling old

I feel so old today.  I checked facebook, and all my friends were talking about how they saw the midnight showing of Harry Potter.  I used to go to midnight showings all the time, but last night Jeff and I went to bed at like 9:30, and we had to fight to stay up that late (granted, we both had work really early yesterday, but still).  Hopefully were are just going through a lazy period in addition to the pregnancy, and next year we'll be awake enough to stay up late again.

Luna's room

Yes, I know Luna is a bit "well loved", seeing as she has her own bedroom and all.  But unfortunately for her, her current room is going to become the baby's room.  Luna's room and the little used office are soon to become one and the same.  We've started moving her furniture and toys into the office little by little so it doesn't freak her out or anything.  We started doing this way early so she has time to get used to it before she gets pissed off at the baby for stealing her room.  After today she'll only have one of two things left in her old room.  I just can't wait until the day when she runs down the hallway and into her room, and she runs into the office instead of her old room.  Yeah, she totally knows which room is hers.  She will run straight into her room if you're chasing her, and she'll stop in the center of her room, turn around and sprawl out in the middle of the floor with the expression of "ok, stop running and scratch my tummy now."

breathe please

So I've definitely calmed down a lot since yesterday.  Jeff and I are both in agreement now that we're SO excited to be having a little boy.  It's funny, we both realized that the more we thought about having a boy, the more excited we got.  I love that we had the same thought.  Yay!  I'm still going to be poor though.  I bought him a coat today.  It was so cute!  It looks just like Paddington Bear's coat!  It did not help at all though that I dressed 11 boy mannequins today at work and they were all SUPER cute!!!

By the way, my mom has already decided that since he obviously can't wear my old Alice in Wonderland costume to Disneyland, we need to get him a pirate costume.  Did I mention she's got his first trip to Disneyland all planned out?  It will be when he's 4 months old.  I love my mom.  She's crazy in a good way.

It's official

So its official.  As of today I am officially having a boy.  I swear, I was nervous all day today.  I would be happy no matter what.  I mean, it couldn't hurt to have the proper number of fingers, toes, etc.  and being cute is always good too...but I was super nervous before my ultrasound that:
A) I wouldn't be as excited to hear "It's A Boy!" because I know I really wanted a girl.  Granted, I'm totally still excited, but I still feel a little bad that my response wasn't as excited as it should be.  Also, I kinda figured it would be a boy, because boys run rampant in Jeff's family.
B) The ultrasound tech would say, "Nope.  I guess its too early to tell what the gender is, and you, your husband, you mom, your mother-in-law, and your sister-in-law and drove way the heck out here in the middle of nowhere for nothing.  Sorry, come back later."

But I'm still excited.  Jeff got a bit freaked out though, because I think he figured it would be a girl, because that's kind of what we wanted, so when he realized it was a boy he realized that he has to be the role model now, while before he was just thinking he could get away with going to ballet recitals and smiling over tea parties.  Now he has to teach our son to be a man.  And a plus for me is that since its a boy I don't have to be the parent to give the puberty talk.  Yes!!  Also, I'm going to be saving big bucks on wardrobe.  Yes, boy clothes can be cute.  But I really don't get urges to buy jeans with skull and crossbones on them like I do to buy frilly poufy dresses.  I know, I'm kind of scared to have a boy because I'm super girly, and Jeff isn't exactly the butchest guy around.  What if our kid wants to play football?  Ick!

Now the only problem is that I really only wanted one kid, but I wanted a girl even more.  So in another year or two (or three) do we try for a second kid and hope for a girl?  I'm just a bit scared that we're going to be those parents who just wanted one girl and got four or five boys first.  Nightmare. 

But my number one happy reason for having a boy is that Alicia is having one 7 weeks before me, so our boys are going to be first cousins and best friends.  Also, since boys really do run rampant in Jeff's family, our son will have a ton of cousins to play with.  I mean, we all just got to the "old even to have kids age" and already there will soon be four boys and only one girl.

Oh, but of course my mind is already WAY too far ahead.  I'm already thinking that if (or when) we have a second kid, our house will be far to crowded.  I mean, yes, we do have a guest room that could be changed into kid room #2, but the closet is jam packed.  In short, we don't even have the first kid out yet, and even closet in the house (with kid #1 exception) is super full.  So if we have more than one kid we will probably need to move.  But I really don't to move.  I love our house.  Plus, buying and selling and having to get a new mortgage all sounds like a nightmare.  But like I said...WAY too far ahead of myself.  Sorry, I kind of started rambling and went off on like twenty different tangents.  Guess I've kind of got a lot going on in my crazy brain right now...

stiff competition

All I'm saying is that the baby is going to have to be pretty darn cute to compete with the cuteness of Luna.

Luna thoughts

So picture Luna laying down in the dark in a room by herself.  When she noticed Jeff walking towards her with the obvious intention of picking her up, I think this is what was running through her mind.

"Ah, no!  Daddy's coming...must run away.  After I stretcccccch of course.  No!  He's getting closer!  I know, I'll escape by running under this desk and out the other side.....oh wait, this is a dead end.  Noooooo!"

This of course, is where she lost and Jeff picked her up to cuddle and give her kisses.  I know, I know.  She has SUCH a rough life.  Right?  So of course she had to start crying when she get picked up.  Only to start purring like two seconds later.  Much as I love them, I think cats are totally crazy.

I'm not allowed on a ladder (see? It just sounds goofy)

So far during my pregnancy, work hasn't really changed.  Except that I'm not allowed to use a ladder.  This wouldn't be a big deal at most jobs probably, but my stockroom is space challenged, so we stack everything as high as we can.  Try telling someone that you would love to grab them a navy peacoat, but you can't because you're not allowed on a ladder.  Trust me, you will feel like an idiot every time, and I've had to tell everyone the ladder response often lately.

space issues

I'm having space issues.  I'm bored at home, so I decided to look online for strollers.  I really want a nice one, possibly a travel system.  Unfortunately, I drive a Beetle.  You know, the car with the smallest trunk known to man.  I utterly refuse to give up my cute little car, but now stroller shopping kind of sucks.  I just need to find some kind of awesome store that will let me test drive their strollers in my trunk to see if they fit.  Yeah right.  Like that will ever happen... So far I think I'm just doomed to end up with a crappy umbrella stroller.  Sad day.

our Barney

We officially have a Barney Stinson in our group now.  Matt has proudly taken that role.  Reasons why Matt really is Barney:

5. smokes cigars
4. drinks scotch
3. suavest of our group by far
2. good wing man (who has actually tried "have you met...?" in bars) 
1. has a custom made suit

hold

I hate being on hold when the elevator music is interrupted every 15 seconds by a recorded message saying "Please stay on the line.  Your call is very important to us.  Blah, blah, blah."  That just means that every 15 seconds I stupidly get my hopes up that I'll get the actual person, and can stop listening to bad music, and the same repetitive message.  Maybe next time I'll count and see how many recorded messages I have to listen to before I get through...

work fun

So I was dressing the mannequins at work today and one outfit in particular made me start laughing.  I wish I could find a picture to post of the whole thing, cause its so freaking cute.  It reminds me of something Tova and I (or maybe just me) would wear when we were younger.  So I suck at describing things sometimes, but just bear with me.  The sweater dress in the top layer, with the turtleneck underneath.  The pink tulle skirt goes under the dress with the silver tulle skirt under the pink skirt.  Each layer shows an inch or two lower than the last though.  Then navy leggings, and the pink shoes.  The skirt part massively poufs out and is so totally cute!  Like, I "might actually let my kid wear all the the pieces together even though that's a lot of laundry" cute.

whoa baby

This whole baby thing is getting crazy all of a sudden.  So, first of all, the idea of eating more than soup or a few bites of food sounds awful to me, so I've lost 10 pounds since conceiving.  This makes my 15 week baby bump that more noticeable.  This also makes all clothes evil.  My jeans are huge in the legs now, but are way too small around my waist, but maternity pants don't really fit that well either.  It's my genius decision then that I'm going to live in sweatpants (unless I actually get a work shift or two).  More baby madness includes my mom in general.  For anyone who has ever met her, she is SO excited to be Grammy!!  She bought the baby its first book yesterday (Brown Bear, Brown Bear) because she wanted to get the first new book (I still have a ton from when I was little too).  She also knows that while I will love it to death no matter what it is, it would be great to have a girl.  So mom has taken to picture messaging me random photos of the little boys in her preschool.  The first time she did this there was no name or message, just a close up of a 2 year old boy with uber chubby cheeks.   It was kinda creepy actually.  Her way of saying, "see? little boys are just as cute!  Did you see his cheeks?"  Never boring, my mom.  And then even though I won't find out the gender until early December, I am losing my mind seeing all the cute Christmas clothes at my store.  Today I broke down and bought the baby its first item of clothes.  It's okay though, I'm not jinxing myself (you know, buy boy clothes and wash them, then you end up with a girl, etc.)  The onesie is completely gender neutral.  I checked.  It doesn't say "baby boy" or "baby girl".  Just "baby".  So I won't really describe it because Jeff is getting it for Christmas.  Sssh! Don't tell!  But it is super cute, had polar bears, and says "I love Daddy".  Yay!

Dear Baby,

you had better be the most awesome baby ever, because I am terrified of needles, and I had to get two shots today, all because of you!  So you already owe me kid.
love, me (your future(?) mom)

don't see that everyday

I just saw a woman at the store with her shoes on the wrong feet.  Her big toes were making weird bumps where they shouldn't be, and since her shoes were rather stiff, you could plainly see them turned out.  This woman was probably in her 40s, and didn't appear to be drunk or have any hindering mental conditions.  What the hell then made her not notice when she put her shoes on the wrong feet?!

I'm being stalked...

...by our humidifier.  Jeff knows I'm sick, so he sets it up wherever I am in the house.  Once, I came out of the bathroom, and it had magically moved from the bedroom to the living room.  It's quite cute actually.  Today I got home from work and it was doing its thing in the living room.  It makes me and my sad dry icky throat both happy.  Plus, now the house is warmer.  Bonus!  And if you didn't notice, Jeff is awesome!

half-assed christmas

so the mall is officially finished being decorated for christmas.  as is macy's.  the only weird thing is that in the mall and macy's the speakers are still playing smooth jazz and not christmas music (for which I'm thankful).  But still, if you're going to do christmas, do it right and finish the whole thing.