Thursday, September 22, 2011

Let's Talk Executions

Insomnia sucks.  But at least I can browse random websites.

I found this really awesome list on Wikipedia the other night of all the last meals requested by death row inmates.  Wikipedia has everything.

You can tell this guy wasn't American:
Andrey Chikatilo: porridge with a small piece of beef.

This guy?  Definitely American:

Lawrence Russel Brewer:  Two chicken fried steaks smothered in gravy with sliced onions; a triple meat bacon cheeseburger with fixings on the side; a cheese omelet with ground beef, tomatoes, onions, bell peppers and jalapenos; a large bowl of fried okra with ketchup; one pound of barbecue with half a loaf of white bread; three fajitas with fixings; a Meat Lovers pizza; three root beers; one pint of Blue Bell vanilla ice cream; and a slab of peanut butter fudge with crushed peanuts.

And then he didn't eat it.  

And while I don't really support the death penalty, you don't go wasting peanut butter fudge with crushed peanuts and expect a stay of execution.  


Monday, September 19, 2011

Our Cake!

Since no one here had heard of a gender reveal cake, I was sure somewhere along the line someone would drop the ball.  But the ladies at Kroger kept it a secret and I managed not to peek at the ultrasound pictures all day long.

We let the kids slice the cake.

I thought Austin would be happier than he was, but he is convinced we're having a girl and that the girl just really likes the color blue.


Thursday, September 15, 2011

Our Tie Breaker

The baby didn't show the goods last month, and my OB is very graciously letting me come back in tomorrow for attempt #2.

Doctors orders:  Eat doughnuts/cinnamon rolls beforehand to jump start the baby's activities.  As s/he slept through the last one.

Remember this post?  About finding a fat OB?  It's paid off in dividends.  Cinnamon rolls for breakfast?  OK doc!  Whatever you say!  Maybe I'll take his advice all week.  And maybe he really just said to have orange juice and I translated that to cinnamon rolls.  I knew what he meant.


the husband and kids aren't coming with me tomorrow morning, so we're doing that trendy cake reveal thing (where you cut open the cake and surprise!  It's pink or blue inside).  I just placed the order, and asked Austin if he'd be really sad if the middle was pink.  He said, "Well if it's pink than I'll just love the cake more than the baby."

Austin - considering I'm like 25 weeks and STILL puking, I love cake more than babies, too.

It's still brilliant.  This cake now works as a consolation prize to the kid that doesn't get the baby brother or sister they've been hoping for.  Either way I win.  Cinnamon rolls for breakfast, cake for dinner, and a baby in a few short months.  :)


Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Two and a Half Hours

Austin started preschool yesterday, that gave me exactly 2.5 hours to myself.  Well, by the time I got both kids to school (the bus forgot to pick up Ashlyn) it was down to 2 hours.

Ten minutes of attempting a sweet first day of preschool picture and this is what I ended up with.  Still sweet, and completely captures all that is Austin.  I wish the best of luck to his teachers.  I will consider the year a success if he can keep his shoes on the entire time.

Lunch.  Absolutely worth mentioning.  How have I managed to survive so long without a Noodles & Company close by?  And on the way to lunch, I listened to my music way too loud and didn't once turn on Dancing Queen.  

Went shopping.  I even tried on the clothes I planned on buying.  Dear moms of little kids, there will come a day when you can, too.  Have faith.
Then I bought more than I planned on, but the kids' wouldn't have kept me from doing that.  Rust maybe.  Rust definitely.

Including this:

No, I don't know that I'm having a girl.  But when you can buy a brand new Baby Gap bedding set for $20, you just do it.  Even when you're not pregnant.  It's a great investment.  And yes, I said that for my husband's sake.  He doesn't understand why I call purchases like these "investments", but he still calls the house we bought in 2008 an investment.  So obviously our definition of "investment" is very loose.

Home to paint and watch a trashy TV show.  Not that I even wanted to watch it.  I just did because I could.

Then I ran out of things to do.

Haha, just kidding about that.

I actually ran out of time and had to run pick up Austin, I was 10 minutes early which gave me plenty of time to try to hack into the baptist preschool's wifi on my ipod.  I tried God and Jesus, and Hinckley.  I figured Hinckley wouldn't work, but I don't know much about the Baptist religion.  I did try bible thumper, but that didn't work either.  So off to learn more about the baptists, and I've got an entire year to break into the wifi.  I'll keep you updated on that.  If you have suggestions I'll gladly hear them, try them, and if you're right maybe you'll win the Gap Baby set.  But only if I have a boy.  And if Ashlyn lets me give it away.

Can't wait for tomorrow!

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