Monday, March 30, 2009

Florida - Day 1

Spending a relaxing morning by the pool, but I thought you would enjoy today's funny story:
MY breakfast: Cheese omelet, potatoes, 2 cartons of milk, 3 beignets, & a banana.
B's breakfast: Small fruit cup.
While walking through the gift shop 5 min later we had this little exchange:
B - We have to hurry up and pay for these sunglasses, I'm really full. I need to sit down.
S - Really? I could still eat.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Leavin'... on a jet plane...

We're going to Disney! Kind of. We're going near Disney, but not going to any of the parks. We leave this Sunday to spend five days at Disney's Port Orleans Resort - a New Orleans themed Disney resort in Orlando - for our "Last Chance" vacation, as I've been calling it. Some people call it a Babymoon. Either one means the same thing - this is the last chance you'll have to take a vacation alone without begging and pleading some family member to take your child for an entire week so you can reconnect with your husband. I think most grandparents are too smart for that. Although I just learned that my mom has every intention of offering us that service once a year (saint that she is), so maybe the situation isn't as desperate as it sounds. Either way, it's the last chance to sit by a pool and do nothing but enjoy warm weather without too many complications.

And it's true that we're pinching our couch pennies around here, but I firmly believe that there are some situations in life that require you to just spend the money. Plus - I'm a SUPER shopper (thank you Expedia & Southwest Airlines).

So how did I come up with a Disney vacation when we have no intention of going to any of the parks? Well, I knew that we wanted to take our Last Chance vacation, but being pregnant (and extremely financially conscious) I had all kinds of criteria. We had to stay in the country (ruling out any of the islands), the flight had to be short (ruling out anything west of the Mississippi), we had to go someplace warm (ruling out anything above the Mason-Dixon), we had to be someplace where we could cheaply or freely get from the airport to our destination (ruling out any car rentals), and we had to be someplace where all of the food and attractions were walking distance (ruling out lots of places).

It all sounds so easy, but it took me a while to figure out that the more touristy and corporate of a place we picked, the more they could cater to all of my demands. One night while lying in bed it occurred to me that Vegas fit several of the criteria, but was too far away to be an option. Plus, B has never been there before and he deserves to have his first Vegas trip be filled with all kinds of gambling and golf and other fun things that defy the point of our sit-by-a-pool-and-do-nothing-for-five-days vacation. "What's like Vegas, but on the East Coast???" I thought. Disney! All of my best thinking occurs while lying in bed in the morning.

We've already been to Walt Disney World and every other park but Epcot (which we may visit if we're feeling up to it) has rides which I can't go on anyway, so that's the reason for no parks. But if anyone has mastered the art of cheap tourism, it's Disney. You can get everywhere for free and there are hundreds of restaurants and ferries and walking trails and everything else you would need. And previous to this, the thought of a Disney vacation made me shutter with abject horror. I'm not good with big touristy crowds at ALL (and neither is B), but then I realized that a warm pool is a warm pool. And if you're avoiding all of the parks anyway, then the touristy thing is dulled down a lot.

So that's where we'll be for the next week! If I'm feeling up to it - and no promises - I'll mobile blog a few pictures for you. At the very least I'll post a bunch of pictures when we get back - I know you're dying to see me in a maternity bathing suit.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Stretch your perception

Another article for you today. This one will probably test your boundaries a bit and may be a little unconventional, but read it all the way through - it's worth your consideration. The idea posed in the article doesn't faze me at all, but I'm admittedly a lot more liberal than most. Plus, I was a psych major, so I understand it on that level also.

Clean & Healthy

I ran across some interesting articles on MSNBC that I thought I'd pass along. The first is called Wipe Out the 10 Worst Germ Hot Spots and was so interesting. For instance, did you know that your sink has 1000 times the bacteria as your toilet? EW! Nothing a little diluted bleach can't handle though. And while I don't think I'll be disinfecting the ketchup bottles at restaurants before I use them (one of the suggestions), most of the other hot spots have very manageable solutions.

The second article stems from the book Eat This, Not That - a very interesting series of books that examines the actual health factor of various restaurant and super market foods. For example, if you're going out for breakfast and want to spurge, but still want to make the better decision, pancakes are better than french toast and bacon is better than sausage. This article is called the 6 Worst "Healthy" Restaurant Foods and it's really shocking. For example, you'll be amazed to learn that the Blimpie Veggie Supreme Sandwich (12 inch) has the caloric equivalent of 4 1/2 McDonald's hamburgers and the saturated fat equivalent of 33 strips of bacon. YOWZA!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Fill Ins


While I tidy up, Miles and Dizzy are going to take my place on the blog for the morning. The back room is filled with packed boxes and it has provided the perfect sun-spot for their stressful, overworked lives. Plus, it makes it so they're out of cuddle reach, which Dizzy especially appreciates.

B has a second interview today in Albany - 100 people applied for the job and they're down to the final 3. Keep the good thoughts coming so we don't have to create a tunnel through the boxes in order to set up a crib in the back room this August.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Explosions of Color




To celebrate the first day of Spring, last Friday one of my favorite design blogs (Oh Happy Day) posted these pictures of the tulip fields in Holland. Tulips are one of my favorite flowers and when I was wandering by the outdoor markets in Amsterdam seven years ago there were thousands and thousands of tulips on every corner. The colors and sheer abundance of them were overwhelming. I can't imagine living in a place where one of the main exports is flowers - they must have the prettiest dining room tables in all of Europe.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Quiet Weekend

We had such a lovely and relaxing weekend around here. It's amazing how fast things fall apart - including sanity - when you're gone or busy for three weekends in a row. Saturday was spent doing some light cleaning and random chores, capped off by the requisite grilling to celebrate the 46 degree sunny temps. While B was grilling I packed six more boxes, but I'm running out of things to pack since we're still actually living here and don't know when we're leaving. There are a few spots I've been ignoring though, so I'll try to tackle those this week.

On weekends like this, when time is slow enough to pause and look around, all I can think about is how in five short months from now our lives will be so permanently altered. It's strange to try to digest a reality so large as the fact that the wonderful life you've built together, comprised of only two, will now be comprised of three. And it's such a huge change that I don't think there's really anything you can do to mentally prepare for how different it will be because you won't understand it until you're there. It blows my mind every time I think about it though.

Here's the semi-regular bump picture. Although, let's be honest, the picture has nothing to do with the bump and everything to do with the fact that I need to prove to both you and me that I can look like a normal person at least once a week. When you're in a country house all day with no car and nothing in walking distance, getting dressed only happens about every other day.





Also, here is the dessert I made for us on Saturday. I've heard about tons of recipes over the years that involve grilled peaches and various yummy cheeses that I'm not currently allowed to eat and I've always wanted to try it, but since I couldn't indulge in the soft cheese, I just made a fruit dessert. Grilled peaches and sliced strawberries, topped with home made whipped cream flavored with lemon zest and vanilla. Soooo good!


Friday, March 20, 2009

Easter Eggs

I have absolutely no idea when Easter is, but judging by how many weeks I've been eating Easter candy, it's bound to be soon. I ran across these cute nature-inspired Easter eggs and thought they were adorable. Directions are in the comments section here.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

The secret science of packages

Several years ago at a party I met someone who told me that he was packaging scientist. Of course, my initial response was laughter. I mean seriously, have you ever heard of something so fake?? His explanation - that he got his MASTERS degree in order to design cereal boxes - did nothing to help the problem at all. So I stood there dumbfounded and asked him to explain, really explain, what the hell he did every day. As it turns out, there really wasn't much to explain. All of the bottles and boxes and containers and packages that you see at the grocery store are carefully invented and designed by people - smart people - in order to provide the most secure, easy to use, and visually pleasing package. Even now, the whole thing kind of blows my mind.

It's just one of those parts of life that you never think about. And I'm sure there are thousands of jobs out there that are equally, or more, random and are needed to make our society run the way it does, but meeting someone personally really brought that home. To his credit though, every since I met the packaging scientist, I think of that profession whenever looking at something that my food has come in. Just last night I was in the kitchen and found two perfect examples of good and bad packaging science.

Good:



Leave it to Cheerios - one of the best foods ever invented - to revolutionize the cereal box. In order to close most cereal boxes you have to slip the little tab into the slit. The problem is that 90% of the time the little slit rips when you initially open the box. As a cereal connoisseur, this annoys the crap out of me. Always has. But the Cheerios box is different. The Cheerios box has the tab and then an indent. Nothing to rip. Revolutionary!!


Bad:



The upside-down Lite Mayo container. It's a good theory - tip the container so that the product you want is always near the squirt top, thus negating the need for all of the violent shaking that usually occurs while standing over your egg salad. However, the two parts of the bottle on either side of the squirt top trap the mayo, despite the fact that they look like they wouldn't! And if you think for one second that someone as frugal as me is going to just throw away all that mayo away you're crazy. But then it results in a crazy pregnant lady standing in her kitchen with the Crate & Barrel bottle spatula from the wedding registry glaring into the container and coming up with new angles that could get just a LITTLE MORE MAYO out from the traps that it's sitting in. It's not a pretty sight. I have a near obsession with not wasting things and those stupid mayo traps turn me into Lady Macbeth: "Out damn mayo, out!"

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Luscious Television Hair

If you're a girl and you love beauty products than you are well acquainted with a wonderful little website known as Sephora. I could spend entire paychecks at Sephora, but I keep myself limited to my three favorite makeup necessities (primer, foundation, powder) and the occasional impulse purchase. One of the best things about Sephora are all of the free samples you get with every purchase. In fact, I have an entire box in our linen closet labeled "small samples" to organize these little gems.

Yesterday before getting into the shower I consulted the "small samples" box to see if there were any fun shower items that I could use and I ran across a packet of Oscar Blandi Smoothing Hair Treatment. I feel like I've tried all kinds of various spa items over the years and while they're fun to use - especially if they're free - I've never felt like they were worth the price of admission. I was wrong. Enter Oscar.

The hair treatment is supposed to be a once-a-week conditioning treatment that you put on after shampooing and leave on for the duration of your shower. Simple enough. So that's what I did and I tell you, it was amazing!

I have the type of hair that needs a lot of "taming." It's very thick, kind of coarse, not straight or wavy, not shiny in that gorgeous Red Carpet kind of way, and prone to general fuzziness. Looking normal requires a hair dryer, products, and a straightener. Not good mind you, just normal. Good requires hairspray and some teasing and maybe some general chanting.

Well apparently the whole process can be simplified with the addition of Mr. Blandi's hair crap. My hair was just so smooth... and not fuzzy... and so well behaved! So if your hair is in need of a little taming, I highly recommend this.

Additionally, I've never tried it before, but I've heard from several people that Oscar Blandi's Dry Shampoo Spray is also a miracle in a can. Apparently it works best when you're on a schedule whereby you only wash your hair every other day (to prevent it from drying out), but have worked out or got caught in humidity or otherwise need a way to make it look like you've showered without actually having to do so. Sounds a little gross and like you're cheating your way out of hygiene? Well you're entitled to your opinion, but it sounds genius to me!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Tiny Pink Things


One of the great things about the fact that we're having a girl is that we don't have to worry about clothes since Ouiser and Feather Nester are lending us all of their little girl clothes. However, there's still something special about Baby Girl getting her own clothes from friends and family. And they're all so adorable, I can't stop looking at them. Who knew that I would grow to have such an affection for all things baby pink?!

Monday, March 16, 2009

Signs of Spring

For the first time in months (years, it feels like) we saw some very discernible signs of Spring around here. The time change (AKA: The Light change) has helped a LOT. I don't feel like we're living in a cave anymore whereby we wake up to blackness, cook dinner in blackness, and have moments of snowy clouds in between. Both Saturday and Sunday were bright and sunny and warm-ish ALL DAY. And despite the fact that we haven't been home in several weekends and were gone Saturday from 9am - 10:30pm, we couldn't resist the sun yesterday. No chores were accomplished, no check marks on the Honey Do list, no packing or cleaning got done. Yesterday was devoted to increasing our Vitamin D levels. And all of the "not getting things done" from yesterday is giving me a little bit of Monday morning anxiety, but it was totally worth it.

We got some sandwiches from a local bakery and took them to the falls to have a little picnic with the fly fishermen and soak up the rays. After that it was coffee at the local hipster coffee shop that is SO trendy it doesn't even have a sign - I'm surprised you don't need a password to get it. Then we picked up a prenatal yoga DVD so my lack of movement doesn't turn me into a pregnant statue and then home to grill!


One of many fly fishermen that were at the falls yesterday.



Didn't I tell you that I had popped?! I mean - wow! This is dramatically different from even last weekend. I never got our "cute couple at the falls" picture, so we settled for the "boring, by the empty fireplace after we got home" picture.


B's grill creations of shrimp appetizers and chicken and veggie kabobs - so amazing!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Bump Watch - 20 Weeks


If you're thinking to yourself that I look significantly bigger than my last picture, you're not crazy. I had a little Pop and everyone is noticing. But you should appreciate these pictures because it's the one time a week I spend an hour blowing my hair dry and putting on makeup. It's ridiculous the sacrifices I make for you all.

And in honor of the little Pop, we're headed to the outlets to hopefully find some deals at the teeny tiny maternity store they have there. The little town we live in doesn't believe in pregnant people, so I've been rocking one of four outfits any time I've left the house in the last few months. Luckily I don't leave the house that much. After that we also get to see Z, who is quite literally about to pop as she's only 2 weeks away from her due date. Everyone I know is pregnant, I would seriously double up on your birth control if you're friends with me.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Debating Creationists

B found this article the other day and it's so great and so funny that I had to pass it along. Of all of the cruel and dangerous things that were allowed to occur under the last presidential administration, I think one of the most dangerous has been the idea that science has been allowed to be politicized and discredited because of religious beliefs. Obviously, working in a natural history museum for two years heightened my aggravation at this problem because I was intimately connected to experts and facts on a daily basis, but it's definitely one of those discussions that gets me instantly furious. In light of that fact, it was good to read the following (true) exchange of letters to lighten my mood a little.


How to respond to requests to debate creationists

A professor at the University of Vermont, Nicholas Gotelli, got an invitation to debate one of the clowns at the Discovery Institute. Here's what they wrote.

Dear Professor Gotelli,

I saw your op-ed in the Burlington Free Press and appreciated your support of free speech at UVM. In light of that, I wonder if you would be open to finding a way to provide a campus forum for a debate about evolutionary science and intelligent design. The Discovery Institute, where I work, has a local sponsor in Burlington who is enthusiastic to find a way to make this happen. But we need a partner on campus. If not the biology department, then perhaps you can suggest an alternative.

Ben Stein may not be the best person to single-handedly represent the ID side. As you're aware, he's known mainly as an entertainer. A more appropriate alternative or addition might be our senior fellows David Berlinski or Stephen Meyer, respectively a mathematician and a philosopher of science. I'll copy links to their bios below. Wherever one comes down in the Darwin debate, I think we can all agree that it is healthy for students to be exposed to different views--in precisely the spirit of inviting controversial speakers to campus, as you write in your op-ed.

I'm hoping that you would be willing to give a critique of ID at such an event, and participate in the debate in whatever role you feel comfortable with.

A good scientific backdrop to the discussion might be Dr. Meyer's book that comes out in June from HarperCollins, "Signature in the Cell: DNA and the Evidence for Intelligent Design."

On the other hand, Dr. Belinski may be a good choice since he is a critic of both ID and Darwinian theory.

Would it be possible for us to talk more about this by phone sometime soon?

With best wishes,
David Klinghoffer
Discovery Institute


You'll enjoy Dr Gotelli's response.

Dear Dr. Klinghoffer:

Thank you for this interesting and courteous invitation to set up a debate about evolution and creationism (which includes its more recent relabeling as "intelligent design") with a speaker from the Discovery Institute. Your invitation is quite surprising, given the sneering coverage of my recent newspaper editorial that you yourself posted on the Discovery Institute's website:

http://www.evolutionnews.org/2009/02/

However, this kind of two-faced dishonesty is what the scientific community has come to expect from the creationists.

Academic debate on controversial topics is fine, but those topics need to have a basis in reality. I would not invite a creationist to a debate on campus for the same reason that I would not invite an alchemist, a flat-earther, an astrologer, a psychic, or a Holocaust revisionist. These ideas have no scientific support, and that is why they have all been discarded by credible scholars. Creationism is in the same category.

Instead of spending time on public debates, why aren't members of your institute publishing their ideas in prominent peer-reviewed journals such as Science, Nature, or the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences? If you want to be taken seriously by scientists and scholars, this is where you need to publish. Academic publishing is an intellectual free market, where ideas that have credible empirical support are carefully and thoroughly explored. Nothing could possibly be more exciting and electrifying to biology than scientific disproof of evolutionary theory or scientific proof of the existence of a god. That would be Nobel Prize winning work, and it would be eagerly published by any of the prominent mainstream journals.

"Conspiracy" is the predictable response by Ben Stein and the frustrated creationists. But conspiracy theories are a joke, because science places a high premium on intellectual honesty and on new empirical studies that overturn previously established principles. Creationism doesn't live up to these standards, so its proponents are relegated to the sidelines, publishing in books, blogs, websites, and obscure journals that don't maintain scientific standards.

Finally, isn't it sort of pathetic that your large, well-funded institute must scrape around, panhandling for a seminar invitation at a little university in northern New England? Practicing scientists receive frequent invitations to speak in science departments around the world, often on controversial and novel topics. If creationists actually published some legitimate science, they would receive such invitations as well.

So, I hope you understand why I am declining your offer. I will wait patiently to read about the work of creationists in the pages of Nature and Science. But until it appears there, it isn't science and doesn't merit an invitation.

In closing, I do want to thank you sincerely for this invitation and for your posting on the Discovery Institute Website. As an evolutionary biologist, I can't tell you what a badge of honor this is. My colleagues will be envious.

Sincerely yours,

Nick Gotelli

P.S. I hope you will forgive me if I do not respond to any further e-mails from you or from the Discovery Institute. This has been entertaining, but it interferes with my research and teaching.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

First a baby, now financial records

As if the impending parenthood wasn't enough to qualify, I took one step closer to being a grown up last week. I ordered our credit reports. It's been on that infinite To Do list that we all keep in the back of our heads for years, but the follow through was actually totally impulsive. I was browsing MSNBC and ran across this quiz on whether or not you're a smart consumer. I scored a 70%, so it seems I still have some learning to do, but the questions were much different than I thought they'd be (very math-oriented), so I was actually pretty impressed I didn't get more wrong.

The quiz mentioned the website Annual Credit Report and how easy it was to actually get your credit report for free without having to cancel a subscription the next day the way you have to with Free Credit Report (though I still have warm fuzzies for them because of those commercials that I can't get enough of and know all the words to). So, lo and behold, the article was correct! It took about 30 seconds and I had our credit reports right in front of me, all ready to be printed.

I didn't bother to pay the $16 to get our scores and it was good I was such a cheapskate because about three days later B was reading a financial magazine and ran across yet another great website - Credit Karma. Credit Karma was recommended by all of the top finance mags and gives you your score for FREE with no strings attached. And not only do they give you your score, if it's less than perfect they give you the exact reasons why and tell you how you can improve it.

So spend 2 minutes of your Thursday and get one step closer to that weird land known as adulthood - go print out your credit report and get your score. Even if you know you have good credit, it's crucial to make sure that there aren't any mistakes or inappropriate accounts that you didn't know you had.

Scoot!!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

You Need This


When I was single I didn't cook. At ALL. Dinner was either a Lean Cuisine or a bag of popcorn. Even now when B is out of town on business it's all I can muster to make buttered noodles or scrambled eggs. I love cooking, but only if other people are around to eat it. I know of single people who cook and it blows my mind to the same degree that quantum physics does.

Single Lady - "I made the best dinner last night. Grilled salmon and a side of green beans."
Me - "God, WHY?!!! Where you out of Cheerios or something??!"

So it wasn't until B and I started living and cooking together that I learned about the wide variety of fun kitchen utensils and kitchen gadgets. I also learned - both from B and the Food Network - that the absolute key to perfectly cooked meat is getting it to the proper temperature. And if you have any memories of dry and overcooked pork chops from your childhood, then you'll appreciate the difference. Plus, meat is expensive and cooking takes time and love, so it seems such a disservice to ruin food for no reason. Not to mention that when you have a wife as cruel and health-conscious as I am and she only lets you buy a steak about once every three months, you have to get that shit right!

Because of the importance of temperature, we've always had a meat thermometer around and it's always given us great results, but there's another step up. B found this little gadget on sale at Home Depot and it's been awesome. It's a two part thermometer. One part has a probe that goes into the meat and a covered wire leading to a transmitter. The probe stays in the whole time and the transmitter sits on the counter. The receiver, pictured above, lets you know the exact temperature of whatever you're cooking so that you don't have to be bothered with going in, pulling out the food, and checking it every five minutes.

And in reality the number on the left is supposed to be the number that you want the food to be and a little alarm will go off, but that feature doesn't work on our little sale item, so we just keep an eye on the temperature to know when it's done. Additionally, the wire is able to withstand temperatures up to 500 degrees, so it can be used on an outdoor grill as well. Genius!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

No Sugar Please

Of all of the many opinions I have about food, by far and away my biggest and most passionate opinion – one that often slips into outright fury – is my INSANE AGGRIVATION over how much unnecessary sugar is added to foods produced in America. B and I rail on this topic frequently, which is sort of funny since there’s really not much to say about the issue other than how infuriating it is.

Foods that require absolutely NO sugar (pasta sauce, etc.) have tons of it, and foods that require some sugar have WAY too much of it (peanut butter, yogurt, cereal, ketchup, I could go on for days…). And I’m sure that I’m more aware of this issue than most people because of my hypoglycemia, but if you’ve never paid attention to what foods have added sugar or how much, you should absolutely start looking at the packages and educate yourself.

As a very small example, I CAN’T eat regular yogurt. It’s not that I don’t like it, I love it, but it has so much sugar that my body physically can’t process it unless I’ve had a meal first, or unless I add large amounts of granola or wheat germ to it. As I result, I eat plain yogurt, which is quite bitter, and add honey for flavor and sweetness.

In addition to the fact that this phenomenon affects me personally and makes me search out alternative sweeteners with a lower glycemic index (agave syrup), buy the “lower sugar” versions of products (which are becoming more prevalent), buy organic (which often has much less sugar than the non-organic versions), and make my own food at home (pasta sauce, etc.), it angers me that our child will be subjected to this as well. It’s unfair that our kids are becoming addicted to sugar through almost no fault of their own. If the only food they sell is loaded with sugar, is it any wonder why people become addicted?

One of the many small things we do to combat this problem is to make our own pasta sauce. Being Italian, both B and I grew up exclusively on homemade sauce and we’ve continued that tradition. Every few months we load up on groceries and B spends a Sunday afternoon blanching tomatoes, cutting fresh herbs, opening cans, doing tastings, and making our own sauce. After about 4 hours, the big huge vat of sauce and homemade meatballs gets divided into 8 containers and hits the freezer.

I realize that most people don’t have the inclination to do this, but sauce is one of those foods that has tons of unnecessary sugar so I was excited when I ran across this super simple sauce recipe in this month’s issue of Everyday Food. I haven’t tried it, but it sounds like a good place to start even if you need to add some extra herbs to pump up the flavor. As a general tip, you can’t go wrong with basil, parsley, and oregano.

Rustic Marinara Sauce

In a large pot, heat 2T of olive oil, 2 cloves of minced garlic, and a pinch of red pepper flakes over medium until fragrant (2 minutes). Add two 28-oz cans while tomatoes with juice, crushed. Season with salt and pepper. Cook at a rapid simmer, stirring occasionally, until thickened, about 15 minutes.

Monday, March 9, 2009

It's a Girl!


If you haven't heard already... it's a Girl!! And not only is it a girl, it is 100% a girl! Despite our worries that the ultrasound would be wrong, she cooperated very nicely and gave the technician a very graphic shot that definitely proves it's a girl. I haven't stopped squealing with excitement since she told us. Just randomly throughout the day, and for the past three days, I'll look at B and go "We're Having a GIRL!!!!!"

It's really ironic too because throughout the whole pregnancy I was convinced we were having a boy and I wanted a boy. Then we went home for a weekend and all I saw were baby boys (3 new ones in the family!) and I was reminded that B's sister was the first girl in the family in about 60 years, and then I had a dramatic change of heart. Plus, it's fun that B's sister had the first boy and we're having the first girl.

After we made the announcement, it only took about 12 hours for Baby Girl's first batch of adorable little clothes to make their appearance. Pictured above is Baby's First Fishing Vest, complete with Baby's First Hand-Tied (matching) Fishing Fly. The fly was specially made by her Poppa (B's dad) to accompany the vest he bought for her. And not to be outdone by Poppa, the grandmas attacked the sale aisles and are also doing a good job at starting her closet.

The other big news from the weekend is that I can finally feel her moving around in there. There were very faint signs a week ago and I wasn't sure if that's what it was, but it's pretty frequent now when I lay down.

The very idea that you and your husband can actually create another person is a reality that still continues to be far too big to really sink in with either one of us. And every step of the way - gender, little clothes that are actually for someone, kicks - it all feels just a little more real. But every day we still look at each other and say "can you believe we're going to have a little person to put in those clothes???" It's totally surreal. I'm starting to think that the nine months of waiting was designed far more for the parents than the child.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Pink or Blue?


Today's the day! And to answer your inevitable question - no, we have no idea what we're having. I was totally convinced it was a boy until about a week ago when I changed my mind and decided it was a girl. And B has passionately flip-flopped every week on the topic, so we're of absolutely no use whatsoever. Clearly that parental intuition has yet to kick in.

Also, is that the most bad ass onesie you've ever seen?! I laughed so hard when I ran across that yesterday. The world should be filled with more inappropriate and irreverent onesies that I can torture my innocent child with. They should know right from day 1 that they live in a funny household.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Out of the Groove

I know, I know, I really suck at this lately. I'm out of the groove. I'm uninspired. It seems to be an epidemic as Ouiser and Feather Nester have been remiss as well. However, I suspect that all of that great Tennessee sunshine is the real cause, which is completely valid. I'm using the lack of sunshine and the presence of those negative degree wind chills as my excuse. Apparently weather is a powerful force upon blogging.

The days have gotten so boring around here that there's not much to write about - cleaning, reading some baby books, volunteering, restarting the packing that I was supposed to restart a month ago, etc. I'm seriously hitting the end of my ability to deal with our life of limbo. I feel like one of the first major life lessons I learned many many years ago was that transitions suck. It's inevitable. They're always much longer than you want them to be and they always blow. I was hoping that March would present us with itty bitty inklings of hope that winter isn't actually a year round season, but yesterday's -11 wind chill has firmly negated that wish.

On the upside, B has his first REAL interview on Friday. For a job he APPLIED to. For a job he would ACTUALLY TAKE. Most of the last 6 months have been spent with various phone calls from sales recruiters in other states wanting to talk to him. After a while I gave up the pleasant phone voice and immediately shot back with "you do realize that he is ONLY looking for jobs in Albany, NY, correct?" Because although it's right there in his profile, they never bother to look, and as a result spent months giving me false hopes until I wised up.

So not only do we get to find out the sex of the baby tomorrow morning, the first interview occurs and then later that night we get to see our new nephew yet again - yeah! I'll do my best to get back in the groove (at least a little) in the coming weeks. And I know I said this before, but if you want to know the sex of the baby tomorrow, it won't be posted on here until Monday because we're telling our family in person this weekend, so send me a text message tomorrow and I'll let you know if all that Giants paraphernalia should be purchased in blue or pink.
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