Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Pickles
I have grown up being a not too picky eater. I do have some weird food issues, (white stuff-mayo, sour cream, alfredo sauce...) but nothing compared to Mom and Adam. They won't eat rice or pasta. (two of my staples!) And for Adam, growing up the list was even longer. I can remember dinners where Mom made two meals--one for Dad, Bret and I, and one for her and Adam. I always swore not to do this.
But, of course, as a mother, if your child just doesn't like something you are going to feel bad and let them slide. Kevin, on the other hand, has made it VERY clear that our kids will eat what is put in front of them, or they will eat nothing at all.
Well, I do not think we will be worrying about any of this with Kaleb. So far, he will eat anything and everything you put in front of him!! He is a total Veggie Kid! I guess that's a good thing! One of his absolute favorites are pickles...I know...a 7 month old that likes the sourness of pickles? He has actually been loving them for a while now. It's soooo weird!
But, of course, as a mother, if your child just doesn't like something you are going to feel bad and let them slide. Kevin, on the other hand, has made it VERY clear that our kids will eat what is put in front of them, or they will eat nothing at all.
Well, I do not think we will be worrying about any of this with Kaleb. So far, he will eat anything and everything you put in front of him!! He is a total Veggie Kid! I guess that's a good thing! One of his absolute favorites are pickles...I know...a 7 month old that likes the sourness of pickles? He has actually been loving them for a while now. It's soooo weird!
Oh Kaleb, I love how much you love to eat...I hope you stay this easy!!
Monday, November 9, 2009
The Strike is over...
Well, I finally have a house free of piles of laundry. Did Kevin finally run out of clean clothes and catch on?? NO! Did I give in? Absolutely not!! Did Dad cave and tell him? Of course.
Yesterday morning I walked into our room to find none other than the clothes that were actually in the laundry hamper, in the floor. It seems that Kevin had no clean clothes and needed something that wasn't "as dirty". So, he opted for a pair of shorts from the bottom of the hamper. So, Dad gave in and sent him a text message stating that if he would put his clothes into the hamper, they would get washed. To which Kevin responded something to the point of, 'obviously not because I am wearing dirty clothes from the hamper'. I wanted to kill him. Now, on top of everything else, he is implying that I don't do any laundry ever... URGHHH!
He called a little while later, trying to be funny about the situation, and failed. I didn't see the humor in his ignorance. Especially not while Kaleb was screaming in my ear!
Finally, I made the point that I do laundry when the hamper gets full, so if he had been putting all of his dirty clothes into the hamper throughout the week, more of his clothes would have been clean. I still don't think he fully understands, but he did come in from work and start a load of laundry, put away what was in the laundry room, hang up what was in the dryer, put all of his clothes into the hamper and start a new load. So, at least for one day, there are no dirty clothes piles in my house. Sweet Victory may you last...
Yesterday morning I walked into our room to find none other than the clothes that were actually in the laundry hamper, in the floor. It seems that Kevin had no clean clothes and needed something that wasn't "as dirty". So, he opted for a pair of shorts from the bottom of the hamper. So, Dad gave in and sent him a text message stating that if he would put his clothes into the hamper, they would get washed. To which Kevin responded something to the point of, 'obviously not because I am wearing dirty clothes from the hamper'. I wanted to kill him. Now, on top of everything else, he is implying that I don't do any laundry ever... URGHHH!
He called a little while later, trying to be funny about the situation, and failed. I didn't see the humor in his ignorance. Especially not while Kaleb was screaming in my ear!
Finally, I made the point that I do laundry when the hamper gets full, so if he had been putting all of his dirty clothes into the hamper throughout the week, more of his clothes would have been clean. I still don't think he fully understands, but he did come in from work and start a load of laundry, put away what was in the laundry room, hang up what was in the dryer, put all of his clothes into the hamper and start a new load. So, at least for one day, there are no dirty clothes piles in my house. Sweet Victory may you last...
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Laundry Stand Off Update...
So, it has now been two weeks since I started my boycot on Kevin's laundry piles, and guess what??
They are still there...growing...multiplying.
He has to be running out of clean clothes. I don't understand how he has not caught on yet. I have washed everything else. The laundry hamper has been emptied several times...is he really this stupid?? We even had company over yesterday and yet he didn't catch on that I didn't pick up the piles. (one of which is now in our laundry room--which can be seen from the kitchen and living room) I cleaned the house yesterday. Everything else was spotless...how did he not get it? Ughhhhhh!
I am holding strong...I must fight the urges to give in...he MUST LEARN!!!
They are still there...growing...multiplying.
He has to be running out of clean clothes. I don't understand how he has not caught on yet. I have washed everything else. The laundry hamper has been emptied several times...is he really this stupid?? We even had company over yesterday and yet he didn't catch on that I didn't pick up the piles. (one of which is now in our laundry room--which can be seen from the kitchen and living room) I cleaned the house yesterday. Everything else was spotless...how did he not get it? Ughhhhhh!
I am holding strong...I must fight the urges to give in...he MUST LEARN!!!
Halloween
So, this was Kaleb's first Halloween. Unfortunately, I had to work on Saturday, so trick or treating plans were pretty much out of the question. Then, I found out that the George Bush Library was doing a big trick or treat event on Friday, and Liz (one of my employees) was going to be at some friends house for a party and they would LOVE to have a trick or treater. So, I figured this was the closest I was gonna get!!
Mom and Kaleb met me in town after work and we were off to the library. When we arrived, there was a line about 200 people long, and Kaleb was asleep. So, we decided that it wasn't worth it. I was really bummed. So, after a little retail therapy and some chick fil a, my little bull calf, Gammie and I stopped by Liz's. And finally, some real trick or treating!!
As you can see from the picture, Liz was dressed as a zombie chef. Kaleb thought she was soooo cool!! He couldn't get enough of her. He kept touching her face and grinning.
He was really impressed with all the shiney candy!!
So, Kaleb, I am sorry that your first experience with Halloween was not so eventful, but I promise the years to come (when you will understand what is going on) will be better!!
Mom and Kaleb met me in town after work and we were off to the library. When we arrived, there was a line about 200 people long, and Kaleb was asleep. So, we decided that it wasn't worth it. I was really bummed. So, after a little retail therapy and some chick fil a, my little bull calf, Gammie and I stopped by Liz's. And finally, some real trick or treating!!
As you can see from the picture, Liz was dressed as a zombie chef. Kaleb thought she was soooo cool!! He couldn't get enough of her. He kept touching her face and grinning.
He was really impressed with all the shiney candy!!
So, Kaleb, I am sorry that your first experience with Halloween was not so eventful, but I promise the years to come (when you will understand what is going on) will be better!!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Explosion
I referenced this story in the previous post, so I thought that I would elaborate...
Last Wednesday our store hosted a "meet and greet" for the department coordinators. This is my event. Usually it is a big luncheon with lots of goodies, but because of the shortage of money, we went a little smaller this year. Anyway--it was about 3:45 and the event was going to begin at 4. I was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off, trying to finish all of the last minute details.
I feel the need to explain my wardrobe for the day.
We were doing a sports theme, so we were going to be wearing referee jerseys and black pants. Well, the only black dress pants I thought I could fit into were maternity...and after 7 months that was really depressing. I got up that morning and thought I would try a pair of "pre-pregnancy" dress slacks--just on the off chance that the stars had aligned and God felt I needed a pick me up...well it had and HE did. They fit!! I was soooo happy! So, off I went.
Now, back to 3:45...
I needed to get the extra tray of cookies under the table and out of the way. Instead of being a "young lady" and squatting in a ladylike fashion. I bent over like a man...that's when it happened...SNAP...
I quickly jumped up and attempted to hold my pants (and my pride) together, all while getting Jana's attention. Let's not forget that I was on the sales floor and there were about 5o junior high kids in shopping...
Out of nowhere an employee ran up behind me and "shielded" my hiney. (I don't think I need to go into the details of what type of underwear I was wearing--I'll let you figure that out...) She said something along the lines of, "It's ok girl, I've got you covered. By the way, I'm Carla." It was her first day!
SO, now what to do. I couldn't leave. It was my event. I couldn't walk out of there...my hiney was definitely catching a breeze... Jana found a sweater to tie around my waist, I found a pair of black capri pants that we sell, and all was well. I made it to the bathroom, changed and the event went off without another hitch...or snap.
So much for pre-pregnancy pants...oh well, maternity pants are SOOO much more comfortable...
Last Wednesday our store hosted a "meet and greet" for the department coordinators. This is my event. Usually it is a big luncheon with lots of goodies, but because of the shortage of money, we went a little smaller this year. Anyway--it was about 3:45 and the event was going to begin at 4. I was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off, trying to finish all of the last minute details.
I feel the need to explain my wardrobe for the day.
We were doing a sports theme, so we were going to be wearing referee jerseys and black pants. Well, the only black dress pants I thought I could fit into were maternity...and after 7 months that was really depressing. I got up that morning and thought I would try a pair of "pre-pregnancy" dress slacks--just on the off chance that the stars had aligned and God felt I needed a pick me up...well it had and HE did. They fit!! I was soooo happy! So, off I went.
Now, back to 3:45...
I needed to get the extra tray of cookies under the table and out of the way. Instead of being a "young lady" and squatting in a ladylike fashion. I bent over like a man...that's when it happened...SNAP...
I quickly jumped up and attempted to hold my pants (and my pride) together, all while getting Jana's attention. Let's not forget that I was on the sales floor and there were about 5o junior high kids in shopping...
Out of nowhere an employee ran up behind me and "shielded" my hiney. (I don't think I need to go into the details of what type of underwear I was wearing--I'll let you figure that out...) She said something along the lines of, "It's ok girl, I've got you covered. By the way, I'm Carla." It was her first day!
SO, now what to do. I couldn't leave. It was my event. I couldn't walk out of there...my hiney was definitely catching a breeze... Jana found a sweater to tie around my waist, I found a pair of black capri pants that we sell, and all was well. I made it to the bathroom, changed and the event went off without another hitch...or snap.
So much for pre-pregnancy pants...oh well, maternity pants are SOOO much more comfortable...
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Laundry Strike...
After a few months break, I am back!!! Oh how I have missed you blog!! I know that I need to post updated pics of Kaleb, but I am going to begin my re-blogging with an on going husband battle.
A week ago today I was doing laundry. By "doing laundry" I mean that I was running through the house after work trying to pick things up, sorting clothes and beginning what was sure to be the first of many unfinished loads of laundry--all before running over to Mom's to eat and get Kaleb. (This is after I had been at work from 7:30 to 6, prepared and hosted a meet and greet, ripped my pants from belt loop to crotch and made the 30 minute drive home.) I had a load started when I walked out of the bathroom and noticed another pile of clothes that needed to have been in that load. I quickly added them and went on about my business. Then it hit me. I just bought a new hamper and conveniently placed it in our bedroom, next to the door.
Why were Kevin's clothes in the floor instead of the hamper? I then devised a plan.
I am not going to wash anything that is not in the hamper.
It has now been a week. The following are pictures from today.
(in front of entertainment center)
(beside Kevin's side of the bed)
A week ago today I was doing laundry. By "doing laundry" I mean that I was running through the house after work trying to pick things up, sorting clothes and beginning what was sure to be the first of many unfinished loads of laundry--all before running over to Mom's to eat and get Kaleb. (This is after I had been at work from 7:30 to 6, prepared and hosted a meet and greet, ripped my pants from belt loop to crotch and made the 30 minute drive home.) I had a load started when I walked out of the bathroom and noticed another pile of clothes that needed to have been in that load. I quickly added them and went on about my business. Then it hit me. I just bought a new hamper and conveniently placed it in our bedroom, next to the door.
Why were Kevin's clothes in the floor instead of the hamper? I then devised a plan.
I am not going to wash anything that is not in the hamper.
It has now been a week. The following are pictures from today.
(foot of the bed)
(in front of entertainment center)
(beside Kevin's side of the bed)All of these locations are within 10 steps of the laundry hamper.
Kevin still has not caught on. And it's not like I haven't done any laundry since last week. I have done plenty of laundry...(even his laundry that has made it to the hamper) He is about to run out of khaki shorts for work. I wonder if he'll notice then? I will keep you posted!
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