It happened!
It finally happened!
A complete stranger asked about the baby!
A stranger as in I've never seen her before.
It was incredible!!!!
I was standing in line at HEB checking out, and this sweet lady behind me asked, "So when is that baby due?"
I was just standing there. I mean I did happen to maybe, sorta, kinda touch my stomach. Oops, that means there was an assist. I couldn't help it. I want someone to ask me!!! This lady looked like she just needed a little prodding.
So I did that annoying thing pregnant ladies do, I touched my stomach.
No worries, we're still counting this as THE first time I was asked even with the little hint I dropped.
After the question was posed, my face lit up! I turned to her and said, "You're the first person to ask me that!!" I left out the "congrats" part. But I did go on to tell her how she made my day, and how I couldn't wait to tell my husband when I got home.
She said "well I could tell you are pregnant with your cute little bump."
Oh stop it! Or else I might just offer to buy your groceries sweet little, new favorite person on the planet!
Yah, she thought I was a loon.
But who cares, I've been asked!
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Texas Swagger and my boyfriend!
Wow! I love this video!
It makes me want to sing "The Eyes of Texas."
Is this video extremely cocky?
Yah, I'll give all the anti-longhorns that one. In fact, it's extremely arrogant.
See, you either love us or you hate us. No one is on the fence about UT.
But I absolutely love that Texas swagger.
Not a fan? Least we all got to hear the sexiest voice on the planet!
Hook'em! and you're welcome!
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Registry Fun
Well we did it! We finally finished the baby registry. Wow, was that stressful!
The wedding registry was fun! I loved picking out dishes, soft towels, and serving platters.
But this registry was different. It wasn't that we thought it was un-fun. It was just so much more important. Put me in front of an aisle of Fiesta dishes any day over a 100 brands of bottles.
It was extremely overwhelming. Every beep of the hand held scanner (which Randy had way too much fun with by the way) made me gasp.
"Was that right?"
"Will we use that?"
"Is that brand durable? safe?"
Randy always asked, "Is there something cheaper?"
But the registries are done! Knock that off the list of things-to-do.
And we did have fun doing it. Especially because Randy was with me.
The Target Adventure:
Penny: "I think we need one of those little seat things. You know, there not bimbos, but kinda sound like it. What are those called?"
Randy: "Wait did you say bimbo? I think we missed that aisle! Maybe we should go back!"
hardy har har... it's a bumbo! And I just had a pregnancy brain moment.
Randy: "Hey this looks cool. I don't know what it does, but it looks cool!"
We also have a football toy and a blue bumbo on this registry. Hmmm...
The Babies R Us Adventure:
We get home from scanning, and I sign in online to review all the stuff that I have no idea if we need/will use/etc.
Wait, why are there skittles on our registry?
Penny: "Randy, did you scan skittles at the store?"
Randy: "What are you talking about?" (with a big grin on his face)
Penny: "Well we have a "concession" category on our registry with skittles under it."
Randy: "What, I like Skittles. They're good!"
I guess he thought he should get something too, since everything was for the baby."
We also have a set of boy bibs on the registry. Okay, okay, I know I should have put my foot down. But you should have seen Randy's face light up when he saw these.
Randy: "Look Penny! These bibs have concrete trucks, cranes, and bridges on them."
Penny: "Randy, those are for little boys."
Randy: in mid scan "I know plenty of girl civil engineers."
Well there you have it! You certainly don't want to discourage an engineering profession from solid foods and on, do you?
The wedding registry was fun! I loved picking out dishes, soft towels, and serving platters.
But this registry was different. It wasn't that we thought it was un-fun. It was just so much more important. Put me in front of an aisle of Fiesta dishes any day over a 100 brands of bottles.
It was extremely overwhelming. Every beep of the hand held scanner (which Randy had way too much fun with by the way) made me gasp.
"Was that right?"
"Will we use that?"
"Is that brand durable? safe?"
Randy always asked, "Is there something cheaper?"
But the registries are done! Knock that off the list of things-to-do.
And we did have fun doing it. Especially because Randy was with me.
The Target Adventure:
Penny: "I think we need one of those little seat things. You know, there not bimbos, but kinda sound like it. What are those called?"
Randy: "Wait did you say bimbo? I think we missed that aisle! Maybe we should go back!"
hardy har har... it's a bumbo! And I just had a pregnancy brain moment.
Randy: "Hey this looks cool. I don't know what it does, but it looks cool!"
We also have a football toy and a blue bumbo on this registry. Hmmm...
The Babies R Us Adventure:
We get home from scanning, and I sign in online to review all the stuff that I have no idea if we need/will use/etc.
Wait, why are there skittles on our registry?
Penny: "Randy, did you scan skittles at the store?"
Randy: "What are you talking about?" (with a big grin on his face)
Penny: "Well we have a "concession" category on our registry with skittles under it."
Randy: "What, I like Skittles. They're good!"
I guess he thought he should get something too, since everything was for the baby."
We also have a set of boy bibs on the registry. Okay, okay, I know I should have put my foot down. But you should have seen Randy's face light up when he saw these.
Randy: "Look Penny! These bibs have concrete trucks, cranes, and bridges on them."
Penny: "Randy, those are for little boys."
Randy: in mid scan "I know plenty of girl civil engineers."
Well there you have it! You certainly don't want to discourage an engineering profession from solid foods and on, do you?
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Happy Thoughts
*Today I only did 5 schedule changes. Things are starting to slow down!
*My birthday is one month away! I'm pumped about the b-day plans, a comedy show and dinner at my favorite Austin restaurant!
*UT football in 10 days!
*My fall Kraft and Family magazine came in the mail yesterday. I'm ready for some fall food...
*because that means cooler weather is in the future.
*Mopac is awesome. My dog, not the highway.
*Pay day is always a good day!
*Labor Day is a very fast approaching holiday!
*My birthday is one month away! I'm pumped about the b-day plans, a comedy show and dinner at my favorite Austin restaurant!
*UT football in 10 days!
*My fall Kraft and Family magazine came in the mail yesterday. I'm ready for some fall food...
*because that means cooler weather is in the future.
*Mopac is awesome. My dog, not the highway.
*Pay day is always a good day!
*Labor Day is a very fast approaching holiday!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Day of Exhaustion...#2
At 4:30 pm I feel like I've been beaten...with a baseball bat.
Work needs to slow down. I can't keep going a 100 mph. We are running around like chickens with our heads cut off. Today I noticed popped blood vessels in my ankles. It.is.gross.
Why isn't it Friday yet?
Work needs to slow down. I can't keep going a 100 mph. We are running around like chickens with our heads cut off. Today I noticed popped blood vessels in my ankles. It.is.gross.
Why isn't it Friday yet?
Monday, August 22, 2011
Throbbing Feet
I'm pretty sure I'm about to fall asleep. It's 8:34, and I think I'm headed to bed.
The only thing on my mind is the following question, "Did today even happen?"
What a whirlwind! I got to work at 7:45, and the next thing I knew it was 1:30.
I might have changed around a gabillion schedules today. I think every time I turned around, I was putting out another fire.
And those poor sixth graders. Oh you need an extra dose of patience walking down their hallways. Those locker combinations are downright dangerous. I forgot how much time those things took to figure out. But I had flashbacks to my teaching days and helping kids pass the 0 three times clockwise, land on the number, turn counterclockwise, etc. It's just too much for them on that first day. We're glad if they find their way inside the school. And then we slam them with locker combinations.
The schedule today was a little funny due to the registration rooms this morning. So, we had to get back on a lunch schedule to accommodate the cafeteria and transitions time, which means it went registration period, 1st period, 2nd period, 4th period, etc. Third period actually happened after 6th period. I know, complete confusion.
I actually had a sixth grader argue with me.
"But I just left second period. 3rd comes after second!!!!"
Poor little bugger. He had such a death grip on his schedule. I thought he was going to poke a hole through his paper as he was jamming his finger on his third period class to show me he knew how to count.
That kid won't want to come back tomorrow.
Poor little bugger.
But the good news is tomorrow we will have a regular bell schedule.
And hopefully my feet won't be pulsing at the end of the day. I bet I walked 5 miles within the school today.
Goodnight!
The only thing on my mind is the following question, "Did today even happen?"
What a whirlwind! I got to work at 7:45, and the next thing I knew it was 1:30.
I might have changed around a gabillion schedules today. I think every time I turned around, I was putting out another fire.
And those poor sixth graders. Oh you need an extra dose of patience walking down their hallways. Those locker combinations are downright dangerous. I forgot how much time those things took to figure out. But I had flashbacks to my teaching days and helping kids pass the 0 three times clockwise, land on the number, turn counterclockwise, etc. It's just too much for them on that first day. We're glad if they find their way inside the school. And then we slam them with locker combinations.
The schedule today was a little funny due to the registration rooms this morning. So, we had to get back on a lunch schedule to accommodate the cafeteria and transitions time, which means it went registration period, 1st period, 2nd period, 4th period, etc. Third period actually happened after 6th period. I know, complete confusion.
I actually had a sixth grader argue with me.
"But I just left second period. 3rd comes after second!!!!"
Poor little bugger. He had such a death grip on his schedule. I thought he was going to poke a hole through his paper as he was jamming his finger on his third period class to show me he knew how to count.
That kid won't want to come back tomorrow.
Poor little bugger.
But the good news is tomorrow we will have a regular bell schedule.
And hopefully my feet won't be pulsing at the end of the day. I bet I walked 5 miles within the school today.
Goodnight!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
green or yellow
Randy and I are considered heroes.
It's true.
We've been told we are "strong."
The reason?
We're waiting to find out the gender of our baby.
People have very, VERY strong opinions about finding out the gender. We usually get the look of disappointment or confusion.
"Why do you want to wait?" It's a common question, and for the longest time I've always wanted to be surprise. I don't want to plan. I don't want to call the baby by its name yet. I don't want it written on the wall. I don't want everything revolving around pink or blue, just yet. Right now, we're just in love with Little Lueders and ducks and frogs;) And I'm in love with the idea of Randy running into the waiting room and announcing, "It's a (insert gender here)!!!!"
Don't get me wrong, some people think it's fabulous we're waiting. "Just like the old days," so I hear.
If we are blessed with a second child, I might find out. It does have some advantageous. But for now, I'm happy to hear what everyone's guesses are.
At the end of my first trimester and very beginnings of the second one, people were convinced that I was having a girl. Probably for every boy vote, there would be ten girl votes. I was starting to really jump on the pink bandwagon. The more you hear, the more you start to believe. I even started calling the baby "her."
Well now that I'm showing more, the votes have done a 180. I'm "CLEARLY" having a boy. The votes are based on how I'm carrying the baby. The baby is straight out. It looks like I sat a bowling ball under my shirt. If you are having a girl, apparently you carry the baby from hip to hip and are wider. I'm more pointy.
Is this a bunch of hocus pocus?
Who knows? It's fun to hear all the different opinions and why. Some peoples reasons are the exact opposite of someone else's view.
We'll find out in a couple of months. Maybe if I get brave, I'll post a baby bump picture.
It's true.
We've been told we are "strong."
The reason?
We're waiting to find out the gender of our baby.
People have very, VERY strong opinions about finding out the gender. We usually get the look of disappointment or confusion.
"Why do you want to wait?" It's a common question, and for the longest time I've always wanted to be surprise. I don't want to plan. I don't want to call the baby by its name yet. I don't want it written on the wall. I don't want everything revolving around pink or blue, just yet. Right now, we're just in love with Little Lueders and ducks and frogs;) And I'm in love with the idea of Randy running into the waiting room and announcing, "It's a (insert gender here)!!!!"
Don't get me wrong, some people think it's fabulous we're waiting. "Just like the old days," so I hear.
If we are blessed with a second child, I might find out. It does have some advantageous. But for now, I'm happy to hear what everyone's guesses are.
At the end of my first trimester and very beginnings of the second one, people were convinced that I was having a girl. Probably for every boy vote, there would be ten girl votes. I was starting to really jump on the pink bandwagon. The more you hear, the more you start to believe. I even started calling the baby "her."
Well now that I'm showing more, the votes have done a 180. I'm "CLEARLY" having a boy. The votes are based on how I'm carrying the baby. The baby is straight out. It looks like I sat a bowling ball under my shirt. If you are having a girl, apparently you carry the baby from hip to hip and are wider. I'm more pointy.
Is this a bunch of hocus pocus?
Who knows? It's fun to hear all the different opinions and why. Some peoples reasons are the exact opposite of someone else's view.
We'll find out in a couple of months. Maybe if I get brave, I'll post a baby bump picture.
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