Sometimes I post things without really thinking about who will be reading it.
That being said, thanks Emilee and Katie for updating your blogs! I was so happy to hear from you, but also embarrassed. But hey, at least I had something to read today!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Come On, Friends!
I need something to do during my lunch break. I can only take so much of Facebook, and it doesn't nearly fill 15-30 minutes.
I enjoy reading blogs.
PLEASE UPDATE YOUR BLOGS!
I think you all have interesting things to say. We're all interesting in our own ways.
That is all.
I enjoy reading blogs.
PLEASE UPDATE YOUR BLOGS!
I think you all have interesting things to say. We're all interesting in our own ways.
That is all.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Almost!
We almost purchased a used car today. Almost.
We have a friend who owns a dealership. So, they said they would help us out and take us to these car auctions. We get to log in using this friend's ID and password and see what cars will be available at the auction. Then on Tuesday we have the opportunity to go up to where the auctions are (I can't remember where they are, somewhere up north), and test drive the car or cars that we are interested in. Then the auctions are on Wednesday.
Last week, we weren't sure about the whole process, so we went to dealerships in the Utah County area and shopped around. Not finding anything good in our budget (which is pretty low, $10K), we decided to give the auction a try this week.
We had it narrowed down to two cars, a 2007 Jeep Compass and a 2007 Kia Sorento. They both have under 100K miles on them, and both are in good condition. We decided that we liked the Kia better because it has upgraded options (leather interior, sun roof, etc.). Then we found out the the 2007 Jeep Compass would be auctioned off before the 2007 Kia Sorento.
That stinks. That really stinks. The car you want most should be auctioned off first, so you can see if you can get it in your price range. Then, if not, you have that other car you can still bid on.
But no. Jeep was auctioned off first and went for $7K. Well within our budget, but we didn't bid because we wanted the Kia. The Kia went for $11K. Barely over budget. Lame!! And then we didn't have another car to bid on after that.
So here's hoping for next week's auction to go a little better, and here's to hoping that we get a second car soon!
I'd rather not increase our budget. Even though we could afford to, who knows where we'll be financially after I start working from home. Those details aren't completely smoothed out yet. I don't know if I'll still be full time and salaried, or if I'll go to 35 hours/week. That tiny 5 hour difference... can I do it? I'm not sure.
Also, this $10K is through our awesome credit union, and we're getting an interst rate of 2.9%. Awesome!
We have a friend who owns a dealership. So, they said they would help us out and take us to these car auctions. We get to log in using this friend's ID and password and see what cars will be available at the auction. Then on Tuesday we have the opportunity to go up to where the auctions are (I can't remember where they are, somewhere up north), and test drive the car or cars that we are interested in. Then the auctions are on Wednesday.
Last week, we weren't sure about the whole process, so we went to dealerships in the Utah County area and shopped around. Not finding anything good in our budget (which is pretty low, $10K), we decided to give the auction a try this week.
We had it narrowed down to two cars, a 2007 Jeep Compass and a 2007 Kia Sorento. They both have under 100K miles on them, and both are in good condition. We decided that we liked the Kia better because it has upgraded options (leather interior, sun roof, etc.). Then we found out the the 2007 Jeep Compass would be auctioned off before the 2007 Kia Sorento.
That stinks. That really stinks. The car you want most should be auctioned off first, so you can see if you can get it in your price range. Then, if not, you have that other car you can still bid on.
But no. Jeep was auctioned off first and went for $7K. Well within our budget, but we didn't bid because we wanted the Kia. The Kia went for $11K. Barely over budget. Lame!! And then we didn't have another car to bid on after that.
So here's hoping for next week's auction to go a little better, and here's to hoping that we get a second car soon!
I'd rather not increase our budget. Even though we could afford to, who knows where we'll be financially after I start working from home. Those details aren't completely smoothed out yet. I don't know if I'll still be full time and salaried, or if I'll go to 35 hours/week. That tiny 5 hour difference... can I do it? I'm not sure.
Also, this $10K is through our awesome credit union, and we're getting an interst rate of 2.9%. Awesome!
Twice A Day, Every Day
Hiccup, hiccup, hiccup. Lily always seems to be hiccuping! She gets them three times a day, sometimes! I really like it. :) She has them right now, that's really why I'm writing this.
Lance's sisters and mom threw me a baby shower on Saturday. They are so nice to me. It was really great. :) I feel so unworthy! At the baby shower, I told everyone I was 36 weeks. Then I got on here and saw that I was only 35 weeks. Ugh. Can I turn my internal crock pot onto high and cut this remaining cooking time into half, or even a third? Would it be dangerous for me to start running around and doing jumping jacks when I'm at 37 weeks? And by dangerous, I mean, would it set off my toxemia symptoms again?
My nonstress test on Monday wasn't as perfect as my tests in the past. Lily was moving a ton, but her heart rate wasn't increasing, so they had to keep buzzing me with this annoying little tool. I felt bad for my baby. We both just wanted to be left alone. So, since I was hooked up for an hour and her heart rate only increased one time, we had to do a biophysical. I believe that's what they called it. It was basically an ultra sound where they have to observe the baby doing certain things within a certain time period. It took about 5 minutes, since Lily is doing just fine. :) She kicked and wiggled, and "breathed", and everything just fine. It was so nice to see her, since I haven't seen her since my last ultra sound which was a few months ago. She looked like she was putting her fingers in her mouth. So cute!
I had a visit to my doctor yesterday and that went well. I got the lovely Group B Strep test. I don't know my results yet. I also got checked to see if I am effaced and/or dilated. Boy oh boy, I was happy to hear I'm 50% effaced and 1cm dilated, even though I know it doesn't *really* mean that I'm closer to delivering than a lady who isn't dilated at all. Some people dilate faster than others. However, I said to Lance, "This is great. If the first centimeter was painless, maybe the next 9 will be too!" Not likely. And honestly, it hasn't really been painless.
Is it normal to have pelvic pain any time you get up from sitting down, or turn over in bed? I mean, I can feel my pelvic bones popping in and out of place, and it is so extremely painful. It also hurts when I'm walking around, but not as much as when I have been sitting or laying for a while and then I get up. Can't they just stay popped out of place? Why pop back in? Just stay apart, it's fine!
Lance's sisters and mom threw me a baby shower on Saturday. They are so nice to me. It was really great. :) I feel so unworthy! At the baby shower, I told everyone I was 36 weeks. Then I got on here and saw that I was only 35 weeks. Ugh. Can I turn my internal crock pot onto high and cut this remaining cooking time into half, or even a third? Would it be dangerous for me to start running around and doing jumping jacks when I'm at 37 weeks? And by dangerous, I mean, would it set off my toxemia symptoms again?
My nonstress test on Monday wasn't as perfect as my tests in the past. Lily was moving a ton, but her heart rate wasn't increasing, so they had to keep buzzing me with this annoying little tool. I felt bad for my baby. We both just wanted to be left alone. So, since I was hooked up for an hour and her heart rate only increased one time, we had to do a biophysical. I believe that's what they called it. It was basically an ultra sound where they have to observe the baby doing certain things within a certain time period. It took about 5 minutes, since Lily is doing just fine. :) She kicked and wiggled, and "breathed", and everything just fine. It was so nice to see her, since I haven't seen her since my last ultra sound which was a few months ago. She looked like she was putting her fingers in her mouth. So cute!
I had a visit to my doctor yesterday and that went well. I got the lovely Group B Strep test. I don't know my results yet. I also got checked to see if I am effaced and/or dilated. Boy oh boy, I was happy to hear I'm 50% effaced and 1cm dilated, even though I know it doesn't *really* mean that I'm closer to delivering than a lady who isn't dilated at all. Some people dilate faster than others. However, I said to Lance, "This is great. If the first centimeter was painless, maybe the next 9 will be too!" Not likely. And honestly, it hasn't really been painless.
Is it normal to have pelvic pain any time you get up from sitting down, or turn over in bed? I mean, I can feel my pelvic bones popping in and out of place, and it is so extremely painful. It also hurts when I'm walking around, but not as much as when I have been sitting or laying for a while and then I get up. Can't they just stay popped out of place? Why pop back in? Just stay apart, it's fine!
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Another Meltdown
Last night I made taco salads for dinner. They were wonderful! They weren't really anything special, but they really did hit the spot.
I used a taco seasoning packet for the meat, so that isn't anything special. We used store bought taco shells and crushed them up (halfway through making the meat and rice I realized we didn't have any tortilla chips...). The wonderful part was the the dressing I made... Yummm! I wanted to make Cafe Rio dressing, but halfway through I realized that I didn't have cilantro. How do you make Cafe Rio dressing without cilantro? You don't. But the dressing I made was basically ranch dressing with tomatillos and lime juice in it. It was awesome!
Anyway, on to my meltdown...
In the past I discussed with Lance a house rule I would like to have. The rule is that everyone at the table must try at least one small bite of each item that I have prepared.
This rule comes from my extreme pet peeve of picky eaters. I cannot stand them. ESPECIALLY if they "don't like" things that they haven't even tried. Seriously? How do you know? Because it looks funny? Really? Give me a break. These people really get under my skin. (I shouldn't judge... I know...)
I am very passionate about this.
So, when Lance didn't put any rice on his plate, I said, "You have to have a bite of rice, it's the rule." He argued and complained. "I asked you why you made rice!" he said. I don't remember what I said, but it doesn't matter why I made rice. I don't care that he hates tomatoes, and tomatoes happened to be in the rice (it was Mexican rice, after all). A rule is a rule, and just because all of a sudden I'm serving something you aren't fond of, doesn't make it any less of a rule!
He didn't eat any rice. I cried.
I cried for hours.
The issue isn't really about the rice. Lance is a big boy, and I'm not trying to change his food preferences. But here is where extreme feminine thinking comes in: I linked him not eating that rice, to us having a four year old who wouldn't eat their dinner, and Lance not backing me up in making our child eat at least some of their dinner. I imagined Lance asking me make the child something else to eat. I refuse. What's for dinner is for dinner. If you don't like it NO you can't have cereal, NO I won't make something else. You can go to bed hungry. End of story.
I'm a mean mom because I will not raise malnourished, picky eaters.
I used a taco seasoning packet for the meat, so that isn't anything special. We used store bought taco shells and crushed them up (halfway through making the meat and rice I realized we didn't have any tortilla chips...). The wonderful part was the the dressing I made... Yummm! I wanted to make Cafe Rio dressing, but halfway through I realized that I didn't have cilantro. How do you make Cafe Rio dressing without cilantro? You don't. But the dressing I made was basically ranch dressing with tomatillos and lime juice in it. It was awesome!
Anyway, on to my meltdown...
In the past I discussed with Lance a house rule I would like to have. The rule is that everyone at the table must try at least one small bite of each item that I have prepared.
This rule comes from my extreme pet peeve of picky eaters. I cannot stand them. ESPECIALLY if they "don't like" things that they haven't even tried. Seriously? How do you know? Because it looks funny? Really? Give me a break. These people really get under my skin. (I shouldn't judge... I know...)
I am very passionate about this.
So, when Lance didn't put any rice on his plate, I said, "You have to have a bite of rice, it's the rule." He argued and complained. "I asked you why you made rice!" he said. I don't remember what I said, but it doesn't matter why I made rice. I don't care that he hates tomatoes, and tomatoes happened to be in the rice (it was Mexican rice, after all). A rule is a rule, and just because all of a sudden I'm serving something you aren't fond of, doesn't make it any less of a rule!
He didn't eat any rice. I cried.
I cried for hours.
The issue isn't really about the rice. Lance is a big boy, and I'm not trying to change his food preferences. But here is where extreme feminine thinking comes in: I linked him not eating that rice, to us having a four year old who wouldn't eat their dinner, and Lance not backing me up in making our child eat at least some of their dinner. I imagined Lance asking me make the child something else to eat. I refuse. What's for dinner is for dinner. If you don't like it NO you can't have cereal, NO I won't make something else. You can go to bed hungry. End of story.
I'm a mean mom because I will not raise malnourished, picky eaters.
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