Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Yes, I am still around...
But alas, I am back! I'm in the process of giving my blog a make-over, and I promise to grace the internet with my presence once again...
Until next time!
Friday, June 5, 2009
MapQuest sucks.
(Note: I said should have.)
First off, MapQuest wanted us to go the most difficult way possible to get part-way there. All we needed to do was to take the nearby highway south a couple miles. But they had us driving all over hell and high water. Once we get about half there, MapQuest wanted us to turn onto a road that actually does not meet up with the other road we were on. After an hour and a half of driving all over the entire city, on both sides of the state line, multiple phone calls to people getting directions and street names, stopping two people on the side of the road, and using up a quarter tank of gas, we finally made it.
By the time we get there, we only had time for 1 quick glass of wine just as the speeches started, and we got just the last few bites of food that were left. We were there just over an hour. We actually spent less time there than it took us to find the damned place.
The ironic part is that once we left the country club, we drove by the corner where we had originally stopped to ask a mail lady for directions. We were maybe a mile away. *ARGHH!*
The only upside to this story is... I now have a new saying.
"I wasn't lost, I actually knew right where I was. It just took me a while to get where I was trying to go from where I was."
So, I am no longer using MapQuest. They suck.
Night-Night Time!

And this is from her baby-sitter. Reportedly, Danica came in from playing outside and practically collapsed, asleep before she hit the pillow. With her shoes on.
This is how I found her sleeping one morning...
Now those might not seem too strange... but let's take another look...
This is Danica asleep at a ballgame. It was School Day at the 'K'. The game was sold out, and was full of screaming children. Not to mention it was 90 degrees out, the sun was rediculously bright, and we were in the front row behind the dugout. So needless to say it was not the most comfortable place to nap. Did that stop her?

And most recently... my baby-sitter sent this to me. (I just love that Candice can email me pictures and updates while I'm at work!)

Admittedly, I too can also sleep just about anywhere. I used to joke that I could lay down right now where ever I was and be able to conk out. (And as tired as I feel lately I bet I still could!) As much as Danica looks and acts like her daddy, I guess we've finally found the one thing that she got from me.
Isn't it strange how genetics work?
Monday, March 23, 2009
10 things to do before becoming a parent...
Recently I came across this blog...
and I somehow felt so understood. ;)
Read on parents, I'm curious to know what each of you miss about your pre-child days...
Mine would have to be.... (in no particular order)
- Go to the bathroom in private. (This does not count if you have to lock the door and listen to your toddler pound on the other side while she screams, "Momma potty! Momma potty!", hysterical because she thinks she's missing out of the excitement of the flushing toilet.)
- Running somewhere really quick just to pick up one item. (While bringing only your ID and check card.) Ha. My purse always has diapers, wipes, and animal crackers, and running anywhere 'real quick' also includes putting her shoes on, trying to keep her from pulling them off while we drive the 0.2 miles to the store, putting them back on when we get there, etc.)
- Not having to get up on a weekend morning. Not the all-day sleeping, but just getting up at my own pace, and because I wake up, not because someone is crying, screaming, or hollerin' at me from her bedroom.
- Be able to get drunk. I might have a couple drinks some nights, but never like I used to. (lol, I guess I was a bit of a party animal.) In no way do I want to be like that again, but I'd like to be able to drink and maybe get drunk, but not having to worry about being able to take care of my kiddo first thing in the morning. I would just like the option.
- Listen to whatever you want on the radio. I hate having to change the station in the middle of a song because I've just remembered the lyrics while singing along. (Unfortunately Nine Inch Nails and Nickelback are not so child friendly.)
- Go shopping for me! Now don't get me wrong, I love buying my daughter clothes and whatever else she needs (and of course some of what she wants. ;) ), but whatever happened to buying things for myself??? I actually went shopping this weekend, bought my daughter a bunch of clothes, my husband a few items, and a couple little decor items we'd been considering. No clothes for me!!
- Let my husband smack my ass. I know this may sound weird... but I swear, it's not kinky. ;) Something he's always done is smack my bottom, just randomly, though out our day. I could be making dinner, or just walking by him. It's just like our little way of smiling at each other and saying 'Hi'. Unfortunately I had to ask him to stop when Danica is around, because she thought it was funny and started doing it to me also. Somehow it is not nearly as cute and endearing when she does it.
- Come in early to work, or stay late. Not that I'm a work-a-holic, but I'd like to be able to stay 30 minutes late and finish up some project, and not have to worry about picking someone up, making dinner, and getting that same someone to bed by 7:30. *sigh*
- Finsh a project. I am extremely project-oriented. I'm always in the middle of at least half a dozen things. And I'd be able to get through them much quicker (and with much less frustration from my ever-loving husband), if I didn't have little hands in my paint, or crying because her hands are icky (read: she touched the paint), or because she just doesn't know that she should sit like a little angel, unmoving, untouching, and put up with whatever it is that I'm doing that day. (What, you mean kids don't do that??)
- Do the horizontal mambo with my husband at any time of the day, and not have to time our romance during naps or after she's gone to bed for the night. Oh, and not having to lock (or even close) the door while we do it!
In all honesty, I love my daughter more than I ever thought possible. Seriously, who in their right mind can resist this adorable spaghetti slurping mess?
And this face looking back at me in the rear-view mirror is priceless... she just melts my heart. :)
And in all honestly, I don't really even mind her 'helping' me fold the clean laundry, because this is how it ends up.
I wouldn't trade this beautiful little girl for anything, nor would I ever wish we hadn't had her.
However, there is something to be said for peeing in private...
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Just the two of us...
What are your middle names?
Mine: Michelle
His: Garrett
How long have you been together?
Together almost constantly since 1/29/98
Dating (almost constantly) since 6/29/98
Married 5/29/04
(Yes, I know, I have a memory thing with dates.)
How long did you know each other before you started dating?
5 months (see above)
Who asked who out?
I think it was mutual... we both just knew we wanted to be together. ;) (Yes, I know that sounds cheesey.)
Who said I love you first?
Me
How old are each of you?
I am 25, he's 27
Who's siblings do/did you see the most?
His, because they all live around here.
Do you have any children together?
One, Danica Teralyn
What about pets?
At the moment, two dogs, Merlin and Tobin
Did you go to the same schools?
Nope
Are you from the same hometown?
Kinda... we both call the KC area home
Who is the smartest?
It totally depends on the subject.
Who is the most sensitive?
If you know us, that's a stupid question. (Me, of course.)
Where do you eat out most as a couple?
Um... does Sonic count? We really don't eat out much.
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
To Texas. (Sadly, both times were for a funeral.)
Who has the craziest ex?
Me, although I have other choice words than crazy in mind...
Who has the worst temper?
Him, without a doubt.
Who does the cooking?
For dinner most nights, he does. :) I love my hubby.
Who is the most social?
Me usually.
Who is the neat-freak?
Haha, we both are.
Who is the most stubborn?
We both are, but I think he's got me beat by a mile.
Who wakes up earlier?
Me
Where was your first date?
I guess it was to the movies. Or just driving around town talking.
Who has the bigger family?
We both have pretty big families... but his immediate family is bigger, mine is mainly extended.
Do you get flowers often?
Only if I buy them for myself.
Who do you spend the holidays with?
Everyone from both families usually.
Who is more jealous?
That would be me again.
Who sings better?
LoL... Me. And that's not saying much.
Who does/did the laundry?
Moi again. Some people don't every remember which clothes cannot go in the dryer on high.
Who’s better with the computer?
Me... but he's improving a lot.
Who drives when you are together?
Usually me, unless I'm the DD.
Who picks where you go to dinner?
We usually agree
Who is the first one to admit when they’re wrong?
Me (like I said, he's much more stubborn.)
Who named your pet?
I actually named both of our dogs.
Who wears the pants in the relationship?
We both do. (Does that mean we both wear skorts?)
Who has more tattoos?
Neither of us have one.
Who eats more sweets?
Me
Who cries more?
Me again.
Purple Rain?
Every Tuesday and Thursday night I participate in a Lift class at my local community center. I love it, I get excersize, to look and feel better, to get out of the house, and to be around adults other than co-workers. (No offense to said co-workers, but you know what I mean!) Last night as I was setting up my equipment for class, one of the other women said, "Come here, one of the sprinklers went off in the gym!". (Apparently someone hit the sprinkler head with a basketball.) I figured, hey, it's a sprinkler, no big deal, right? So I didn't hurry, I finished what I was doing, and then I wandered out to look down into the gym. I was a little shocked.

I assumed that a sprinkler would spray water, right? (I should have known better than to assume... the saying holds true to me every time!) Clean, clear water. Well, this crap was like black oil, or liquified rubber tires. (It stank just like burnt tires too BTW.) Of course I had to snap a picture to preserve this memory.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
From the mouths of babes...
Here are a few I came across lately, they are all childrens' thoughts on love, marriage, and relationships. there is some good advice here. ;)
Q - How do you decide who to marry?
A - You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
A - No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
-- Kristen, age 10
Q - What is the right age to get married?
A - Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
-- Camille, age 10
A - Eighty-four, because at that age, you don't have to work anymore, and you can spend all your time loving each other in your bedroom.
-- Judy, age 8
A - Once I'm done with kindergarten, I'm going to find me a wife.
-- Tom, age 5
Q - How can a stranger tell if two people are married?
A - You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
-- Derrick, age 8
Q - What do you think your mom and dad have in common?
A - Both don't want any more kids.
-- Lori, age 8
Q - What do most people do on dates?
A - Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
-- Lynnette, age 8
A - On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
-- Martin, age 10
Q - What would you do on a first date that is turning sour?
A - I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
-- Craig, age 9
Q - When is it ok to kiss someone?
A - When they're rich.
-- Pam, age 7
A - The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
-- Curt, age 7
A - The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
-- Howard, age 8
A -You should never kiss a girl unless you have enough bucks to buy her a big ring and her own VCR, cause she'll want to have videos of the wedding.
-- Jim, age 10
A - Never kiss in front of other people. It's a big embarrassing thing if anybody sees you. But if nobody sees you, I might be willing to try it with a handsome boy, but just for a few hours.
-- Kally, age 9
A - It's never okay to kiss a boy. They always slobber all over you...that's why I stopped doing it.
-- Jean, age 10
Q - Is it better to be single or married?
A - It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
-- Anita, age 9
Q - How would the world be different if people didn't get married?
A - There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
-- Kelvin, age 8
Q - How would you make a marriage work?
A - Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck.
-- Ricky, age 10