Tuesday, December 29, 2009

30 Things You Might Not Know About Me

  1. I have a minor in Gerontology (the study of aging). And I made up my college major: Social Aspects of Health.


  2. I love old people, especially old men.


  3. I think I know everyone. I can walk through an airport and see a few people I am certain I know but really don’t.


  4. Sometimes I call home and leave myself a voicemail. When I do I always wish myself to have a nice day. When I get home and see I have a message I’ve already forgotten it’s me for myself.


  5. Only after meeting my husband did I have a desire to have children.


  6. I am slightly afraid of children.


  7. Growing up I had an irrational fear of sharks in my swimming pool and would jump in and climb out as quickly as possible when swimming at nighttime.


  8. The first significant loss I experienced was the death of my childhood dog. I was in high school.


  9. I did one year of National Service - Americorps in Sacramento


  10. I love watching boxing.


  11. My all-time sports hero is Muhammad Ali.


  12. I absolutely love Mafia movies.


  13. I own three movies: Goodfellas, Scarface and Finding Nemo


  14. I swam competitively for 13 years.


  15. I met most of the important people in my life online.


  16. When I was little I wanted to change my name to Elizabeth because there were so many nicknames I could have.


  17. I also wished I wore glasses, I don’t wish that any more.


  18. I dreamed of wearing suits every day to work.


  19. I can wear sweatpants and flip flops to work if I want (but I don’t).


  20. At one time I wanted to be a Navy nurse. I also wanted to be a Judge.


  21. I cry watching television commercials.


  22. My hearing is perfect but when there is lots of noise, I can only hear the loudest noise.


  23. I love to play cards and board games but only in small groups.


  24. I flew across country on September 10, 2001.


  25. I’ve driven across the country twice and have been to 39 states.


  26. I try to avoid eating at national chain restaurants.


  27. I love Starbucks coffee.


  28. When I was in middle school, I moved to Australia for 6 months.


  29. I have trouble with simple math.


  30. I think I’m incredibly funny. My husband laughs at me, but he says he doesn’t think I’m funny. (He’s lying)

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Merry Christmas (observed) and a new picture of the baby

Today is Christmas at our house. My parents celebrate Christmas with us on Christmas eve and we go to Dave's family's house on Christmas day. It has always been a day long celebration of food and presents and more food and today did not stray from those traditions.

This morning we opened our stockings while munching on cinnamon buns. We borrowed Dave's family tradition with this and everyone bought something for each others stockings. What was especially nice about borrowing this tradition was that we did not get deodorant and lotion in the stockings, they were actually filled with fun little gifts.

Next was shrimp cocktail and prosecco. YUM. Then we opened presents. It was really fun this year to get some presents for me, for us and for the baby. Gosh, the baby's presents were TEENY. But very cute. One of the favorites was the gift to my mom, a fleece personalized with 'Gramma' on it. You can't really tell it says Gramma on it in the picture, but it does. I think she liked it. My dad already has a Grampa Jack fleece but I thought it'd be a good and unexpected gift for her.
After presents we decorated the gingerbread people (with a new kitchen gadget). This was the result. Yes, there is a headless gingerbread lady with her head being held by a gingerbread man. There is also a pregnant gingerbread lady... that's me.


After the gingerbread person decorating, we had carrot chowder, except we called it tomato soup in order to entice my Dad to eat some. After he talked about the depth of flavor it had and ate a whole bowl did we tell him how healthy it was and the real name of it. This is also a Dave's family tradition. It is really delicious soup.

Now everyone is napping. I've cleaned up, checked out my loot a little more carefully, read some directions and started cooking the next course of eating: Beer Braised Beef on Crostini.
I am looking forward to Christmas II and Christmas III with Dave's family and then my brother's family. It'll certainly include more excellent eating and great gift giving and receiving.
Oh, and we spent some time watching our baby yesterday. Here is a picture of the little one. It is estimated to be 3 pounds, 10 ounces, give or take 7 ounces. Gender is still unknown. It looks cute as pie

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Snowy Sunday


Today is a snowy Sunday. It is early, before 8am and I'm up... again. I'm not a late sleeper normally, but I rarely get up before 8 on the weekends. That's Dave's job. But this weekend I am feeling a bit overwhelmed with tasks to do and can't sleep. I want to get up and get started.

Yesterday morning I woke up around 7:15 and started laundry. See, our basement is finished. Well, allow me to rephrase that, the contractors are done. Now we (er, Dave) needs to paint and then there is more contractor work to do. But for all intents in purposes, once the walls are painted and the carpet is installed, the contractors will come back and finish the last few items and it will be ready for use. What that means is, now our house is FILTHY and we need to clean it. My parents arrive on Tuesday so we can't let this linger. The house is really gross. So I began laundry, and while I was in the basement I did some rearranging. They moved a bunch of stuff from our hide-away storage area. I moved some of it back and did some general dusting down there. It was filthy.

Then I resumed cookie making: I made two batches of Chocolate Gingerbread Cookie dough, from one of the 12 cooking magazines we get. I didn't realize how many gingerbread people I'd get from one batch so I went with two- planning to give a few to each of our neighbors. We live one a wonderful street full of mostly Italian folks who will probably be grandparent-like to the baby. Last year I made cookies for them and really enjoyed giving them out. This year, about 1/2 way through the second batch of dough I started to feel exhausted. My legs were sore from standing. Sore like I had worked out. I turned and saw all the dishes I needed to do and then thought about my list of stuff I had to do and started to feel anxious. But I pushed on (and used a bigger cookie cutter). After finishing the cookies and making the Christmas eve lasagna and washing the dishes I began to cry. I was utterly exhausted and it was noon. I was crying, I was tired and I just wanted to lay down. So I did. I cried my way into the living room and flopped myself onto the couch and had a few minute boo hoo, muttering something to the fact of 'I'm just tired' and then calmed down.

I decided then that I had overdone it. Again. And I still hadn't done my half of the cleaning, it's my week to cook (which means grocery shopping) and it all felt too much. So I wiped my tears and took small steps. I did a chore, then sat and relaxed. I watched CSI and then resumed cookie DECORATING (what was I thinking with Gingerbread people?). I watched What Not To Wear while decorating. And Jersey Shore and Say Yes to the Dress. But after several hours of mind numbing tv, cookies were decorated and filled (yes, they are sandwiches too). Ok, making progress. (there are no photos of these cookies because my camera was up a flight of stairs... sorry... oops, due to our computer freezing and shutting down I had time and energy to go get my camera and snap a few shots)

Then I did something quite out of character for me. I asked for help. Yep, I asked Dave if I could bribe him to do the grocery shopping this week (we alternate cooking/shopping each week so when it's his turn to cook, he makes the list, grocery shops and cooks that week and same when it is my week.) I'll still cook but the idea of grocery shopping and doing all the other stuff still on my to-do list seemed daunting. And I have well deserved and desperately desired plans with my girlfriends at noon on Sunday. He agreed, for no cost, to do my grocery shopping this week. Thank you sweetie pie!

Last night we went to see The Rat Pack: Live at the Sands Christmas show. It was Rat Pack impersonators doing a show, just as thought it was way back then and in Vegas. It was surprisingly fun and a great entertaining night filled with comedy and Christmas songs. Dean Martin was probably the funniest with all of the jokes about drinking and his slurred words. They ad-libbed some Christmas songs too, the funniest was Rudolph. It was a pleasure of a night and I'm so happy we went.

Today it's snowy. It snowed about 6 inches last night, that blowy light fluffy snow. They estimated 8-16 inches, but 6 is a good amount. It looks pretty and quiet out there. I wonder if I can still see my girls today... I sure hope so. We'll see...

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Belly Button Erection

My belly button is just beginning to 'pop' so last night Dave and I were looking at it and kind of poking it. Then the baby moved and I started to laugh which just made us laugh more b/c my belly was jiggling. Then Dave started pointing and laughing even harder. I look down through my tears and saw I had a belly button erection. The button stuck out like a little erection. I nearly peed my pants we were laughing so hard.

I wonder if I can get a photo of it....

Monday, December 14, 2009

Pillows For My Feet

About 1.5 years ago I completed one of the most challenging tasks of my life. I completed a Body For Life challenge. As my reward to myself, and to kickstart another attempt at the challenge, I bought three (yes, 3) new pair of sneakers: one for weight-lifting, one for walking/ellipticaling and one for running. Then I tweaked my Achilles and took some time off from much of that working out madness. I've enjoyed the sneaks I bought and used them to their fullest capacity and still use the expensive running shoes for working out, but the others are more just for protecting my socked feet.

Today, on my first day back to the gym in what might be a month, maybe 3 weeks, my feet hurt. Badly. In my expensive, and 1.5 year old, running sneakers. I promised myself after my achilles injury that I would take better care of my feet. I will refrain from shopping at payless for uncomfortable shoes and instead wear supportive footwear. It occurred to me that my old, expensive running shoes might be expired.



I pulled the coupons out of the trashcan (I threw away coupons last night in an attempt to clean up) and brought myself to Dick's for a new pair of sneakers. Generally it takes me a long time to find sneakers because I try on so many different pairs. Since tying shoes is getting to be an aerobic exercise I wasn't looking forward to doing this in front of others. I actually wondered if someone would take pity on me and help a sista out by lacing up her shoes and slipping the sneaker onto my foot. But, lo and behold, the first pair was exactly what I was looking for... 'AHHHHH' I could practically hear my feet sigh, it was like strapping pillows to my feet. They felt supported and snug and I nearly bounced when I stood up. Sheer Bliss. Yay, my feet are happy! They should be treated nicely considering the extra weight I'm packing, they deserve a treat too.

So perhaps I'll hit the gym tomorrow too!

Weekend and 28 week belly shots

What a weekend. Wow. After this weekend I feel so very accomplished. Between Christmas shopping and even the shops I stepped into this weekend, not to mention money spent, I did good. I did get a bit sidetracked and picked up a few items for me... but well, isn't that what Christmas is all about? Few more things to pick up (for me and for my dear husband) and I'll be done. I didn't get the cookies made that I was hoping to but all of my goals were flexible.

Here are some belly shots. Still feeling good. Tailbone and pelvis are achy. I made it to the gym today and the evidence of my cold are still lingering but I'm feeling a LOT better. Thank goodness.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009


This weekend we put up our Christmas Tree. It’s a little one this year but so cute and beautiful, I just love it. We also had our first snowfall. This was also the first weekend I abandoned my plans and just took it easy. Which, for me, meant doing only 100 things rather than 200. I opted to not go Christmas shopping and instead lay on the couch in my PJs all day Sunday. And it was lovely. We also decorated our house for Christmas, did some cleaning, did laundry, made homemade tomato sauce and homemade apple sauce and put the lights up outside. I’m not sure if I still overdid it, but it felt right to stay in on Sunday and take it easy.

Our second snow fall was today and I got to drive my new car in the snow. I admit, I was a jerk. I have all-wheel-drive and I tried it out. I probably drove too fast and aggressively but I felt very much in control. It was fun!

Saturday, December 5, 2009

I love my belly

Can I please express how much I love my belly? It is big. It is losing it's shapely button. It jiggles like a bowl full of jelly- sometimes because the person in there is moving around and sometimes because I'm laughing. I could just sit and watch and feel it for hours. I just LOVE it.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Thanksgiving and catch up

Our Thanksgiving was a complete success! We cancelled the plumber at 11:45pm after trying to plunge the toilet. That seemed to fix the crazy sounds and vibrating walls. I have no understanding of why that would fix this issue, but we'll just cross that off the 'figure this one out' list and move on.

Here are some photos of our bird, our spread and a very proud husband. I am so proud of him. The meal was a complete success, the turkey tasted moist and had flavor. The food was read at the same time. Nothing was burned and our incredibly sensitive smoke detector did not go off. Thanks to Jim, we also got a bunch of activities in- we went bowling, golfing, sky diving, Frisbee throwing. I really enjoyed playing Wii.

And then, on Friday, Dave and I headed out to San Francisco for the Notre Dame/Stanford football game- so long Charlie!- and spent some time with our friends. Then did some business stuff in the city. We got home last night to some major surprises in our basement- a crack, some mold and a need for some more demo. Oh boy... More details of our week and the basement to come!