Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Today Hayden and I went to Housing so we could pay our $2.89 energy bill. We went over our allowance because of the air conditioner. Anyway, we went in and all I brought was Hayden (in his car seat) and $3. I get in there and one of the girls behind the counter tells me they don't accept cash. Are you kidding? Its $3. I don't even care about the 11 cents... They are not bonded for cash or something. So at this point, one of the girls is already down on the floor playing with Hayden. So I'm like "Ok, can you watch him so I can run out to the car and get my debit card?" And she is like "Of course I can watch this cutie!" So I run out to the car, when I get back BOTH of the girls are on the floor playing with Hayden, who was smiling and flirting as usual, and there was a guy waiting at the counter! But they were too busy playing with Hayden. He is such a ridiculous flirt!
We also went Wal-Mart on our outing because Misters needs bigger jammies, he has grown out of all of his jammies. And we had to get new diapers cuz Size 1 doesn't fit anymore. So my baby is in Size 2 diapers! :( He was having poopy leaks lately, which we haven't had since we switched to the Pampers/Luvs (Huggies SUCK), AND he was having pee leaks cuz he would move and the diaper would shift slightly cuz it was too small to cover his little (not so little) butt. The sucky thing is that I just bought an 86 ct package that I had just opened up to fill the basket, so I cant go and exchange it for the different size.... So we are just going to give them away, its better than throwing them out. I got him the cutest pair of shoes, little brown boots. But they didn't have the jammies that I wanted. I wanted to get some 6-9 month jammies cuz he is going to be out of 3-6 month jammies in about a month and a half or so, so I didn't want to spend $12 on new jammies that he wont be wearing in two months, but they didn't have ANY boys jammies in 6-9 month. NONE. I told you store were sexiest against boys. And Hayden decided he didn't want to wear pink Jammies, so we got one package of 3-6 months and will hope they have the right size when we need it.
I printed out the forms to obtain my Primary School Substitute Teacher Certification for the State of Illinois. Its an option. I want to do something a little more along the lines of what I posted before, but its an option.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Here is another one: This looks promising
Monday, August 25, 2008
Edit: it is now 10:56 and their bass is STILL going! If it didn't annoy me so much I would let Matthew turn ours up really high, and when its quiet over thee, but we know they're home we'd just blast it, but I cant stand the sound of just bass... the low frequency really bothers me, and makes it difficult to hear the rest of the sound. I don't know if its a sensitivity, but it starts to hurt me after awhile...
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Anyway, it was rainy, but not too bad. Hayden was a champ (like always). We had our fair food (I PAID for eating that funnel cake!) and we went to all the exhibits. There was a whole building dedicated to quilts. Matthew made sure that I could stop and look at the ones I really liked. And we went into the 4-H building, of course... There were SO MANY photography entries, but you can imagine with all the gorgeous opportunities around here. I would have a hard time judging them. Of course, I am not trained or anything, so that might make a difference, but there were SO many good ones that didn't get the placement I thought they should, and A LOT of 1st places that I didn't agree with, even in a artistic aspect... And there was a really cool craft segment with wood carvings. And some pretty cool cakes I took some pictures, I am debating on whether to include all the pictures in Picture Thursday or just do two separate albums. I will probably do 2 since a lot of the PT recipients could prolly care less about the fair! Anyway, in this craft part they had hand painted wares (i.e. plates, vases etc.) And I did NOT agree with that judging! There were some beautiful plates, and the Judge's choice was ridiculous. I should be a judge so I know its done right! LOL.
But one of the highlights, for me, of the fair happened completely by accident. We went into a building with Science a hands on type exhibits aimed towards the kids, of course, but the building had a real bathroom with changing table, so we went in there to get out of the drizzle and feed and change Hayden and let him get some sleep. Anyway, there was a show going on and Hobo Jim was preforming! I have wanted to go and see him, but his shows sell out really fast, so I've never been able to. It was really fun. The first time I ever heard "Where legends are Born" I cried, cuz it is just a perfect picture of Alaska. And it will be the way I remember this majestic place that has been my home for almost 5 years. (Oh, and should you be desiring some Christmas gift ideas, I wouldnt mind having some of his cd's, I have none as of yet. Just putting it out there, since I usually can't ever think of anything I want, I am trying to be better this year)
I just I am starting to get, not nostalgic, but I don't know the word I am looking for... I am realizing that we are going to be leaving this place. This scary, huge place that I never thought I would like, let alone come to love. I never thought I would feel at home here. And there is a sense of pride saying you are from Alaska. Because, while my roots are strongly planted in Iowa and always will be, I am an Alaskan too. My baby was born here, so we will always be tied to this place. He will always be an Alaskan, its his birth rite. Just like I will always be an Iowan. But now it is dawning on me that we wont BE here anymore. I keep telling Matthew that we will come back someday...and I truly want to. Someday, when Hayden is a little older, I want to come and show him where he was born. Matthew doesn't think it will ever happen. He wants so bad to ride the train to Denali, and he says that he will always regret not doing it. I knew he would. That's what hurts me so bad, I knew he would and I didn't insist on it when he had the chance. He says he will always regret not doing it. There are a few available in September that fall under the 2 for one deal so we would pay $244.30 for the whole trip, it doesn't go as far as the Denali Princess Lodge, it just goes to McKinley Princess Lodge. I don't remember the scenery up to McKinley Lodge... I'm sure its worth it. And Matthew really want to do it. I just wish we could... Oh, well. You put wishes in a jar and you can still see through it. We need to be conserving as much money as we can for the move. I just wish I knew whether my PFD application was going to be approved or not, then we could go ahead and do it. Oh well. Misters is awake now so I better go.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
So this prolly isnt all that interesting to you, since you hae thunderstorms all the time, but this is the first one I have seen, in prolly years. It even HAILED!!! Hopefully, this isnt a sign for this weekend!
Sorry about this being sideways. I fofot how I was holding the camera, I was too distracted by the flood.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
He was a bit of a pain last night. He woke up a bit after 3 am, so I went in to feed him, but he wasn't interested in eating, he just wanted to talk, so I put him back in the crib, cuz we are awake to eat not to talk. So then he laid there and got all upset so I figured he was hungry, finally, but I put the bottle in his mouth and he starts talking again, so back into the crib and I went back to bed. Then the crying started. I knew it would cuz he didn't eat, so I let him cry for awhile, and he eventually fell asleep, and then woke up, about an hour later, screaming, so I went in to feed him (he HAS to be hungry by now, its been 7 hours since he ate last)... nope he just wanted to be held. He ate a little but I put him back down and he got this look on his face... sad and scared, and started crying again...not like a protest cry, it was a desperate cry, like "please don't leave me alone here" cry and combined with that look, I think maybe he had a bad dream... it was almost 5 by this point and I was exhausted so I just brought him in bed with me. I tried to just rock him to sleep, but I fell asleep in the chair... I know I am not being consistent, but he SO clearly didn't want me to leave him there, and since he hasn't been like that at all so far, I couldn't leave him. If I thought he just didn't want to go back to sleep or whatever, I would have left him, but he looked like he was scared and I don't want him to be frightened.
Monday, August 18, 2008
This is Misters' new tummy mat from Grandma and Grandpa Rosies. There is a Lady Bug Spinner in the middle so he can spin himself around to the different petals of the flower. His arms a little too short to reach any of the toys but he is already picking up how to spin himself around as you'll see. But there are rattles and crinkly wings and a mirror...
Sunday, August 17, 2008
So what now? I have all this determination stored up for the fight over sleeping, cuz I was DETERMINED to get him to sleep in his bed and he just did it, so I have all this pent up... I know where I could spend it, but I haven't been able to get back to the gym. We went around yesterday to price bikes. It is just so hard to get there with Matthew sleeping and me needing to work. The only problem is that, for whatever reason, Matthew isn't going to bed until 10 am or so. So when I go wake him up at 3, he is too tired and doesn't get up. I guess I am going to have to find a babysitter for a couple hours a day. I thought this was going to work out but if he doesn't go to bed when he needs to, then it just isn't. Maybe I can find someone who can watch him for just a couple of hours from when I go to work to when Matthew can go pick him up. Does someone just want to come up here till January and watch him for me? Its only like 5 months. Oh well. I guess the search is on again. The lady who was going to watch him before, dropped off the face of the Earth, apparently. That's what started all of this. I was fine leaving him with her, but then I never heard from her again. I had him set to go to her in June, and then nothing... Stupid lady.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Michael Phelps eats 12,000 calories per day
By Chris Chase
After he retires from swimming, Michael Phelps might want to try his hand at competitive eating. The Olympic star recently said he consumes 12,000 calories per day, or 9,500 more than the FDA recommends for an active, young male.
Phelps has to keep his intake up in order to compensate for all the calories he burns during the 30-hours per week he spends in training. He told NBC that an average day might have the following menu:
Breakfast: 3 fried egg sandwiches, 2 cups coffee, 5-egg omlette, bowl of grits, 3 pieces of french toast, 3 chocolate chip pancakes
Lunch: 1 pound pasta, 2 ham and cheese sandwiches, energy drink (1,000 calorie)
Dinner: 1 pound pasta, 1 large pizza, energy drink (1,000 calorie)
Three years ago, Phelps told an interviewer:
I eat pretty much whatever I want. I don't have a strict diet. It's all about cramming in as many calories into my system as I possibly can. To be honest with you, I have a tough time keeping weight on.
Michael better be careful there. There's no surer way to turn new female fans into former female fans than by complaining about how hard it is to keep on weight.
Note: I am growing tired of swimming. I mean its exciting to win and all that. but I m ready for something else to start. Not that I love track and field... No, thats not true I REALLY enjoy the field part, i.e. High jump, pole vault (do they still do that?) discus, etc., but not so much the track part...
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I feel really good about going to the gym last night. I really hope I can get myself into the habit of going. I have been pretty bummed since I had Hayden. I knew my body would change, and I know its only been 3 months. But its a mental downer when you know that you weigh less than you did when you got pregnant, but your shirts are still tight cuz your stomach is all stretched out. Like I said before, its like a Ziploc bag with water. Its weird and I don't like it, and there is only one way to change it. Add on top of that my hips are still all spread out.... Yes, I know its part of the package and I know it will never be exactly the same but it bums me out. So I really want to make myself do this, and I do like the gym... I am a little self conscious being there, but I keep telling myself that no one cares. No one cares what you are doing, they are focused on their own thing. I have to keep telling myself that no one is watching, no one is paying attention to how fast I am pedalling, or what the resistance is set to, or what I am wearing. All of this is BEFORE I get there, cuz I get myself all self conscious, and I wont go. Once I am there, on my bike, my earbuds in, and my iPod or TV on, I don't even know anyone else is there, but its the getting there that will prove to be the challenge until I get it to being a habit and not an obligation. And that is always my challenge. I am never consistent enough to make it into a routine, and I really do want to. I just have to make that decision. And I have to make it for myself, not because anyone else wants me to, or tells me that I need to, it has to be my decision 100%. That is just the way I work. Like when I quit smoking (I know, I know, get over the fact that I did it, I don't anymore) I wouldn't stop just cuz its bad, or because anyone wanted me to, but one day I decided that I didn't want to do it anymore. So I threw away the rest of my pack and I haven't done it since, never even wanted to, well, no that's not true, I had some weak moments where I THOUGHT I wanted to, but I never did cuz I knew I didn't... Anyway, the moral of the story is that one day I decided not to do it, so I never did. I overcame an addiction with sheer will power, mental strength. SO I KNOW that once I do it, make that decision, I will succeed. I think the key is not to focus on losing weight as the reason for doing this. I think if I am doing it because I WANT to, because I enjoy it, and it makes me feel good. that will be the difference. I haven't found anything that I really enjoy, except riding my bike (and roller blading, which is out) So I have high hopes for my latest endeavour. Because at the end of the day, I want it to be because it makes me FEEL good. I want to feel GOOD. I don't care if I LOOK good, I don't care how much weight I lose, I don't care what the number inside my jeans says, I want to feel GOOD. And once I start to feel better maybe I will branch out, maybe I will enjoy my elliptical then. (Matthew doesn't want to sell it, cuz he uses it too) 9 months to put it on, 9 months to take it off. I guess I do have ONE size goal, I want to sit comfortably (as possible without any leg room) on the airplane when we fly home.
We dodged a bullet for next year cuz his shop is planning a 4 month deployment. I dont know where to, but I am SO glad he wont have to do that! I told him if he did, I would be going home for 4 months. There is just no way I could be here, alone, for 4 months. He says that's what a lot of wives do, and then they never come back. He says he knows a few guys who got a phone call saying "I'm not coming back" Goes back to the "Poopy Head" blog. Its just common place. People cant handle it.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
On a side note, and to whet your appetite for Picture Thursday, I may have taken THE best picture of Matthew with the Misters this week. Watch out for it. I am totally getting extra copies to have framed!
And on the other side, I have had some ask about why I call him Misters. Its because all the nicknames I have given him start with Mister (i.e. Mister Stinkies, Mister Milkface, Mister Slobbers) So I have encompassed all nicknames into Misters or Little Misters. So there you go.