A little over an hour ago the little peanut turned 1 week old. I know, I know, yes we have become those dorks who thinks their baby poops rainbows and cries butterflies. Whatever. Babies are cute and my baby is the cutest, so nyah.
Don’t watch this unless you are in a location where tearing up wouldn’t be frowned upon—seriously.
From Neatorama: Shelter dog Edie was schedule to be euthanized. She was fearful, aggressive, and hard to control. Then Bronwyne Mirkovich gave her another chance as he and Eldad Hagar recorded the process on video
A seriously cute video of dogs in slow motion, jumping for treats. Ridiculously adorable.
I found it on Boing Boing.
So normally I’m not a fan of sporting events, but the Olympics are another matter altogether… I love the Olympics. I will watch them non-stop, every sport, every game and enjoy every minute of it.
We just finished watching the US/Canada gold medal hockey game and now I am bummed. Good job Canada, but damn if I wasn’t completely sad looking at the faces of the US team. Dejection is the only word to describe it. Miller the goalkeeper was so good and yet the puck slipped in—and oh, his posture, so crushed.
Incidentally the announcers are all talking about how this will hopefully make hockey more popular nationwide, and I hate to burst their bubble, but I doubt it. It was awesome, certainly, but it was for a gold medal… in the Olympics. This shit only comes along every four years!
Was definitely an awesome couple of weeks. 🙂
“This is a stop-motion animated video that imagines baking cookies using Photoshop. It was made by Vimeo user Stafania, a recent graduate of the European Institute of Design in Milan.” – from Neatorama
Adobe Photoshop Cook from Lait Noir on Vimeo.
Yesterday was the Chop’s 35th birthday—and now he claims to feel old. As in, downward slope to 40, no longer in his early 30s, OLD. I, of course, find that hilarious—partially because I haven’t hit 30 yet and partially because he looks like he hasn’t hit 30 yet. Damn good genes, I say.
I made poached eggs and grits, got him coffee from Starbucks and we watched movies all day until we went out to dinner—then we came home, watched another movie and ate cake. We’re crazy party people, I know. It’s sad, lol.
Five Guys is truly the best burger place that ever was or will be. I am not even close to kidding. If there is one near you, go, eat there and then thank me.
I don’t eat red meat. Not “mostly,” never. I never eat red meat. I just don’t have a taste for it and honestly it doesn’t occur to me most of the time to eat it.
However, when a Five Guys opened near our old house, when went to give it a try—the Chop is a burger lover—and I became a FG burger convert. I won’t eat them anywhere else, but FG makes them amazing somehow. The fries are super tasty, too. 😀
Chop went there for lunch with a co-worker, and then I asked him to bring me some home after work… he’s pretty sure they think he’s crazy, lol.
I went in for an ultrasound this morning to “date” the baby. Apparently they weren’t impressed with my guesstimating my last period (seriously, do people really remember? maybe my brain is fucked up, because I never do), so they decided an ultrasound was in order.
And I’m at 7 weeks, 1 day. Which means five more weeks of being ill. Sigh.
More importantly that means I got knocked up on… Christmas freaking Eve. Yep. Santa brought us a baby!
February 3rd
Yesterday we found out that I’m pregnant. I had an inkling last week.. relatively constant nausea, total exhaustion and um, very sensitive boobs, lol. It looks like I’m about 7 weeks along—I go see a doctor next week and we’ll get a more firm answer—and my due date is September 17th.
Which means we’ll have a baby before our first anniversary lol, and a three month old at Christmas. And, oh yeah, I’ll be three and a half weeks pregnant on our honeymoon, lol.
So far it’s mainly the nausea and exhaustion that is doing me in. I’m already on prenatal vitamins, too, which are huge and NOT gel capped—wtf, hi, ill over here?!
No major cravings, I’m just eating a lot of oranges.