Step right up!

So this week finally brings our ultrasound (#3) – and I’ve opened up a Baby Poll for all my blogging friends to take part in. Just click this bear and enter your free guess I’m considering a prize for the person who comes the closest! So you’ve got nothing to lose!

oh surrrrre!

On the (virtual) eve when I will, for the rest of my life, not have to worry about birth control ever again, they finally come up with something that might have been useful for me & hubby.

Spray On Condoms !!!!

How unfair is this? I have tried almost all forms of birth control, with the exceptions being the patch, shot & IUD. I’ve used the sponge (they were taken off the market and that scared ME!), pill, diaphragm. Of course, we’ve used condoms, but they were highly annoying, and in the end, irritating! They’d cause him to lose his erection, which of course, causes me to lose my ummmm… well, whatever we get

Spray on condoms – This is just too funny. You stick your dick in a can, push a button and your dick is instantly enveloped in a loving coating of latex for a “tailor made” fit. This might have worked for us! Dammit.

They are looking for condom testers, too! You can check it out here! and please – if you do, please please please let us know here LOL

Christmas past & present

On Thanksgiving, my hubby gave the t-giving toast like this: “Here’s to our last Thanksgiving as a family of 4, and to the rest as a family of 5″.Simple, huh?But it’s amazing. One second – one milisecond and you’re a family of5. As I sit here staring at my growing belly, listening to my daughter sleep behind me…my son asleep inhis room, their daddy on the couch because the little blonde girl crawled in with mom. The one in my belly churning, waking up with the tea I have been drinking… and now the hiccups start LOL (The baby’s… not mine) Hubby’s & my first Christmas came in November of 1995. He’d traveled 12 hours north on the Amtrak. I’d booked a cabin in the mountains of New Hampshire, never dreaming we’d live there years later. I brought one of those little table-top Christmas trees and some various oils & lotions. I waited on that platform for what seemed like forever, but finally, he was there! Now, it was colder than hell, and when we arrived at the cabin, it was dark. We settled in, and I made dinner. We got a fire going in the fireplace, and we had dinner by candlelight. It was truly something out of a book, a movie or a dream. We had a lovely evening, complete with those lotions & oils, and woke the next morning to a beautiful winter wonderland. It had snowed, and the wind had taken the power out (during dinner, as I recall). Well, the problem with losing the power was that the power-operated water pump wouldn’t work either. I.e. no water *at all*. We wound up driving to a diner for the potty and the breakfast – itchy from the lotions & oils LOL Two months later, I’d moved down to TN and finished our first Christmas together. I still wear the bracelet he gave me that day. I think I just threw the last pair of silk boxers I gave him away last month. From those funny, humble beginnings to a family of 5. Wow. Now our Christmas is centered around our children. We plan and plot about what we want for them, and how and when and where to get it. But the best part about that was my son coming to me earlier this month and saying to me “Mom, I don’t care if it’s not a big Christmas this year”. My 10 year old! Little does he know, it’s not an issue this year, thankfully. However, knowing that he isn’t looking for the big payoff of Christmas, is the best present of all.

On the first day of Christmas, My true love gave to me…..

Via IM this AM: Lady: Today is the 1st Day of Christmas   hubby: It is?   Lady: what is my true love bringing me?   hubby: A monkey holding a banana   Lady: geeeeee, thanks   hubby: well, the banana is big     Am I the LUCKIEST girl in the world, or WHAT?!??!!

another meme

First things first from Melinda.

Who was your first love?
Well, the guy whom I THOUGHT I loved was a 18 yr old named Dean who turned out to be a not-so-very-nice-guy. He thought it’d be a good idea to get a 15 yr old (namely ME) pregnant to prevent my parents from breaking us up. Nice, eh? Luckily, things didn’t work out in his favor! It still amazes me that even at that age, I was so naive! I hope that he’s got no hair, a beer belly and 12 kids running around right now. It was later discovered that he liked to call himself the virginator (yeah, my first time and it was w/that).

Who was your first kiss and when?
Well, again, it would depend on definition. First peck on the cheek was end of 8th grade social dance with the dude who would, 10 years later, become hubby #1. First “real” kiss was with the guy above, and that was on the rocks overlooking Narragansett Sound on Block Island, RI.

Who was your first prom date?
Same guy who got the first peck on the cheek, eventually hubby #1. We had broken up for about 2 years (from end of 9th till nearly end of 11th grades) – and had become friendly enough to agree to a prom date for each other – turned into 4 proms and 15 years.

Who was your first roommate?
That would again be hubby #1 – I didn’t go to college, so when I moved out, it was with him for 3 years before wedding.

What was your first job?
My parents owned a restaurant when I was younger, so I waited tables there. First “pro” job was in 11th grade, when I worked through a work release program at school and I worked at a hospital. Nope, not candy striping – word processor!

What was your first car?
First car I owned was a brand new, 1988 Hyundai Excel. I loved that car and truly ran it into the ground!

When did you go to your first funeral?
The first one I remember would be my grandfather when I was about 9. I didn’t understand what was going on, really, but I knew that everyone was sad (he was killed – some believed on purpose).

How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown?
That would be ummm 28. I moved to Tennessee from RI.

Who was your first-grade teacher?
Not even the slightest idea.

When you snuck out of the house for the first time, who was it with?
I never had to sneak out – I was a good girl and was either allowed out or not. LOL Of course, I was, 99% of the time, babysitting for my younger sibs, so I couldn’t just leave.

Who was the first person to send you flowers?
Probably hubby #1, although it only happened maybe twice in those 15 years.

When was the first time you got drunk?
I was 16 and it was New Year’s eve. I was at my best friend’s house (with my youngest sibs) and we were both bummed that our bf’s hadn’t called, so we started hitting the champagne. Yeah, yeah – it was stupid, and we both paid for it DEARLY lol

What was the first thing you did this morning?
Watched Lucky Louie and ate a cookie.

It’s that time of year again…

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another meme

Got this from AngelBrat, via Elis.
What are you proud of?
This will sound vain, but I’m proud of myself, for being able to somehow keep it together enough to teach my son how to read, write and be the person that he already is, with morals and standards.

What time do you wake up in the morning?
Depends … sometimes, I sleep till hubby gets up at 6:30… other times, I’m up at 3am, 4am, 5am – there’s never a set time for me, no matter what the day.

If there was one person from the past that you could go back and talk to who would it be?
My nana, most definitely

Name 5 things in your freezer at the moment.
1. orange sherbert w/chocolate chips (from Edy’s – I’m telling ya, it’s DELISH)
2. broccoli & cheese
3. 2 kinds of stuffing, leftovers from T-giving
4. Spinach
5. pork chops

Do you believe in afterlife?
Absolutely

What are 5 sites you visit daily?
1. Gmail
2. Google
3. my blog
4. runescape
5. 2 or 3 of my blogger friends

Five things you ate that you will never eat again.
1. “greens”
2.  salmon
3.  kidneys
4.  Liver
5.  pretty much anything w/mushrooms

Five things that make you sad (edit) happy.

Sad:
1. Child abuse
2. Seeing my children sick
3. Seeing my mother in poor health
4. being away from the majority of my family
5. people I am close to suffer, without being able to help

Happy:

1. my kids
2. my ma’an
3. my friends..the ones who actually are friends, not just say they are..ya know the ones
4. date night
5. flowers

On Thursday evening, I started experiencing some even weirder, more unpleasant contractions. I had 3 or 4 of them, and they had me concerned, but I figured it was because I had done too much that day. I’d cleaned most of the downstairs of my house, including washing the floor, and my already iritated uterus was apparently down-right pissed off.

Soooo, I got in bed and stayed there for the rest of the night.

The next morning, I was going to call my mom to let her know about these weird ones, because she IS my mom, and she’d be able to asuage my fears, etc. etc.

Instead, she called me. She was on her way to the urgent care walk-in ER (where, I’m sorry, I would NOT go with urgent pain) because she’d been up all night, yet again, with what she described as an awful gas attack. Now this is not uncommon in our family – us women-folk have all sorts of problems with that. But it concerned me cuz she’s NOT an urgent care walk-in type of person. I knew she’s left work early on Thursday, and I hadn’t heard much from her thursday night but had hoped she’d been sleeping.

Not so much.

Sooo, I didn’t tell her about my news, and told her to be sure to let me know what was going on. It really sucks to be 4 hrs away on days like that.

So my brother actually calls me a couple of hours later to say that it’s her gallbladder that they believe is giving the problems but they won’t know for sure until she gets an ultrasound- that she has to have my dad drive her to in another town because they don’t HAVE ONE at the urgent care, etc. etc. So then she calls as well to let me know where they’re going, etc.

Well, long story short, yeah, she’s got gallstones and her gallbladder’s pissed off at her in a big way. So now she’ll most likely have to have surgery this week (she’s been on a clear liquids only diet this weekend), so I’m purposely trying to behave MYSELF so that I don’t manage to force my already pissed off uterus into ya know… premature birth! Sheesh, when it rains, it pours.