Sunday, May 31, 2009
One week from today is my due date...how scary is that!?!
My babies are being replaced by a real baby...
Friday, May 29, 2009
So doomsday, Thor and I have had several talks about the "changes" that will be taking place in the next week or so. I've explained to them in the most simplest of ways that even though there is going to be a real baby in the house, they will always be my little guy, and big guy. I've also explained that I may not have as much time for them anymore, but it doesn't mean I love them any less...
And this is the look I get when these conversations take place...
No-but seriously...Bevan and I have agreed that we are not going to be one of those families where our dogs are shoved to the sidelines once little Parker graces us with her presence. Thor has been our "baby" for 4 years, and dooms has been with us for 2 and a half years(although at times it felt like he was with us for a NEVER ENDING amount of time.) They both have had trials and tribulations to work through, but they both have matured into the best dogs in the world.
Thor came from an abused home, and didn't want anything to do with ANY male- even Bevan. When we brought him home, he would follow me everywhere I went (he still does- he's very protective)...and then when we would leave, he would poop on Bevan's things, or chew on them...depending on his mood! After several months of working with him, he finally started to trust Bevan, and now 4 years later- he's more of a daddy's boy now.
And dooms...where to begin with my little dooms? When we first got him, he was about 10 weeks old, and we had just separated him from his sister. From the get go- he was an INSANE amount of work. He would cry when I got into the shower, when I closed the bathroom door, or when I walked out of the room too quickly for him to catch up. He also chewed everything in sight, and used his peeing and pooping abilities as weapons. If we left him at home for a period of time-and apparently it was TOO long according to him- he would be as sweet as could be once we returned home- but by the next morning, there would be a pile of poop waiting for us. Sometimes by the side of the bed, sometimes in the bathroom. He is a very, very smart little dog- and at times is very conniving. But after two very long, and patient years- he is the light of our lives... really, he's turned into a great little dog.
It will be interesting to see how they interact with little Parker, especially Dooms- but they have been through so much already, and have always come out on top-
I think they will be perfect little guard dogs.
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The baby countdown
Sunday, May 24, 2009
By the way...the baby countdown on the side of my blog is WRONG. I am only 14 days away from my due date...
That puts me at 38 weeks pregnant, which is a relieving/ traumatic/ exciting/scary thing to think about. I'll see if I can't find our camera, and take a picture of this massive belly!
The good news is that our nursery is finally done, with the exception of some cleaning/picking up. But literally, picking up or cleaning for more than 10 minutes is next to impossible. I have to sit down, or lay down because I get so exhausted sooo easily.
My last day at Sam's Club was last Friday, and my last day at the hospital is this coming Friday...and then I will be ONE WEEK away from having my life change forever.
Stay tuned...
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So much time...
Monday, May 18, 2009
Even though I'm putting in about 45 hours/week at the hospital for my internship- I still feel like I have a lot of time on my hands.
But thats okay, because then I find stuff like this
Pineapple Sorbet
Sunday, May 17, 2009
So if any of you have an ice cream maker, and you like pineapple- I have the perfect recipe for you!
Let me first start by saying that the ONE thing I really wanted when Bevan and I got married was an ice cream maker, and I received one thanks to The Moore's!( We have a Cuisinart Ice- 200) Skip to three years, two months later- I finally used it!!
This stuff is amazing...
Pineapple Sorbet
1/2 pineapple, cut into small pieces( about 2 cups)
1/2 cup water
8-10 tblspns sugar
--Combine pineapple, water, and 8 T sugar into blender. Blend until smooth. Taste- may need to add more sugar. ( Note: when I made this, I didn't have a full half of a pineapple, so I only added 7 T of sugar- and when I tasted it I thought it was too sugary and granular- but I went ahead anyways. If yours tastes like this- DON'T WORRY. When you put it in the ice cream maker, the granular texture goes away)
--Take the blended mixture and chill thoroughly. (I put it in the freezer for about 30-40 min.)
-Pour into ice cream maker, following manufacturers instructions.
Enjoy!
Last Final
Thursday, May 7, 2009
"Na Na Na Na... Na Na Na Na...Hey Hey Hey...Goodbye!"
I don't officially graduate until August, but I don't CARE! I am taking my last FINAL today in 30 minutes, and I can NOT WAIT to drive away from this campus, and never have to come back,except when I receive my degree.
A Scary Night
Monday, May 4, 2009
Last night was a very scary night for me and my two babies(dogs). I swear to you, everything happens when Bevan is not around!
Last night was like any normal night when Bevan is working...I cleaned the house, read a book, and watched TV. I stayed up until about 11 PM, and then both dogs followed me to bed. Well about 12:30 AM I was awoke by my dog Thor who was going ballistic - barking, growling, running back and forth. And anyone who knows Thor knows that he is a VERY mild mannered dog, really nice- and is anyones friend.
The night previous he had been scared by the thunderstorm, so I figured he was getting upset by the rain- so I stayed in bed. About 10 minutes later- he was at it again, and Doomsday was up on the bed shaking.
By this time, I had texted Bevan at work, and told him how much Thor was freaking out, and that I was really scared. He told me to immediately call the police-and just tell them the truth.
At first, I thought that was a little hasty, especially since I didn't know what exactly was making Thor freak out so bad. So I got out of bed, and went and looked out the front window. I didn't really see anything, so I went and looked out our side door. I flipped on the outside light, and saw a man's camouflage backpack sitting right next to the steps that lead up to the door. The second I saw it, I started crying, turned off the light, ran to the bedroom and called the cops. I know its weird to cry over a backpack, but listening to Thor freak out, and then see a man's backpack so close to our house- I immediately thought someone was trying to break in.
So I called 911, told them the situation, to which they responded " There is a deputy in the area. Everything is ok."
Needless to say, this did NOT soothe my nerves, so I called Bevan, to which he responded that he was going to do some checking around and he would call me back. He also told me to bring the dogs into our room and lock the door-he also reminded me of where his gun was!
I was pretty much hysterical at this point just because I am almost 9 months pregnant, home by myself- and didn't have any answers.
About two minutes later Bevan called me back, and told me what had happened:
Our neighbor, who lived two houses down from us, had been out in the Cul-De-Sac with a gun to his head threatening to commit suicide. He had also been threatening to shoot at anyone who came near. So the SWAT team was called, and had set up a perimeter around the entire neighborhood. Bevan also explained that as a "tactical maneuver", they had placed that backpack in our driveway as a "go-to"point for when they had to close in on him. He also informed me that our neighbor was now in custody, and actually on his way to the ER(where Bevan was.)
So about two hours, and 12 cops later- they finally left our neighborhood, and Bevan was finally home.
Needless to say, I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night, but I am so thankful that nothing actually happened. But I DO NOT want to live in this neighborhood any more!
Birthing class!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
I know that this is a really stupid thing to be excited for- but Bevan and I are going to birthing class this morning! I think I am so excited because I feel like this class is going to put my mind at ease. Yes- I know how this baby is supposed to come out- and Yes, I know that women have been doing it for thousands of years- but I have never done it. And if learning techniques, or bits of helpful information will help me to calm down- then thats what I want.
So needless to say, I am very excited- and Bevan is NOT. :) He thinks I'm worrying over nothing, and that its such a natural process- that I will be an old pro. He might be right- but I really want to take this class. Wish us luck!
