Today in the car, we were on our way to take Boogs to the doctor (he has a cold, not much they could really do for us other than tell us it will take a few days to go away). As I get into the car, Andy says "Hey, guess what I found in the car today, a GPS unit". I said "No way, are you shitting me, I checked that night and I saw NOTHING". Needless to say, I had checked in the dark, i was also a little bit worked up and upset, so clearly I didn't see it. I was gobsmacked. I was also really happy. It's a trivial thing to be excited about, but at the same time, I couldn't believe those Idiot criminals only stole one of them (yay). I guess my dream about still having my GPS wasn't just a dream, maybe my subconscious was trying to tell me that it was still there, I just didn't look hard enough.
I know it's my GPS because all the addresses are in Canada, and it's set to kilometres. So, I have now registered it on MyGarmin, and my next step will be to set a password on it (just incase someone does steal it, I want to make sure they never get to use it).
Sometimes I suppose I get way ahead of myself and don't stay calm, and in this case, it wasn't anything awful, but now I know to stop, focus and figure out if something is REALLY missing.
I have my GPS back, and I am going to carry it on me (not in the car) at all times!
Monday, March 14, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
There goes my appetite...
Boogs has had a runny nose since last night, and I must say, I normally feel really nauseous whenever I see a running nose (like at his birthday party, one of the other kids was rocking some serious booger nose, and I gagged), but for some reason, his didn't make me feel sick. It did however send me upstairs to get the kleenex, because I will NOT have a booger nose (because eventually it dries, and that's just disgusting).
I was just using Saline spray on him, but then he started sounding congested, so I used the suction bulb to get out the grossness. He is NOT a fan of either of these methods, but I tell him I am trying to help him feel a bit better. The method of suction out his nose is a little gross, but he is sounding better at the moment. I might have to spend another night in the lazy boy chair with him, but only time will tell.
He also had his 12 month shots today, he.was.pissed! Thankfully he cried for about a minute and once Mommy picked him up, he was suddenly better (strange how that works huh). We went to the mall later and met up with Britt and Ellory, and that was alright for a while. Then Boogs would cry whenever he walked to far away from me. I think he was just getting tired and overstimulated. Poor Guy, he just can't catch a break somedays!
I was just using Saline spray on him, but then he started sounding congested, so I used the suction bulb to get out the grossness. He is NOT a fan of either of these methods, but I tell him I am trying to help him feel a bit better. The method of suction out his nose is a little gross, but he is sounding better at the moment. I might have to spend another night in the lazy boy chair with him, but only time will tell.
He also had his 12 month shots today, he.was.pissed! Thankfully he cried for about a minute and once Mommy picked him up, he was suddenly better (strange how that works huh). We went to the mall later and met up with Britt and Ellory, and that was alright for a while. Then Boogs would cry whenever he walked to far away from me. I think he was just getting tired and overstimulated. Poor Guy, he just can't catch a break somedays!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Happy First Birthday Boogs!
I can't believe one year ago today I pushed you out. I have been so busy this year trying to keep up with you and all of your progress, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
You are walking, making messes all over the place, and sometimes, you might not be the happiest baby, but you know I love you, regardless of how late you keep me up at night.
You make me laugh during bathtime, when there is a tub full of toys, and there is only one thing you want to play with...and it's on you. You don't snuggle as much as you used to, but when you are upset, you let me hold you, and comfort you and sometimes Mommy is the only one who you want. I know you'll eventually become Daddys little man, so for now I will enjoy in all the sloppy kisses, the hugs, and the raspberries you give me.
Lindsay, thank you for being a wonderful sister, and a terrific Auntie. Many people haven't been in your shoes, they wouldn't understand how hard this has all been, and I wanted to say I love you, and thank you for being so good to Clark even though it wasn't easy seeing him hit milestones that we missed with Jackson.
Love you both so so much!
You are walking, making messes all over the place, and sometimes, you might not be the happiest baby, but you know I love you, regardless of how late you keep me up at night.
You make me laugh during bathtime, when there is a tub full of toys, and there is only one thing you want to play with...and it's on you. You don't snuggle as much as you used to, but when you are upset, you let me hold you, and comfort you and sometimes Mommy is the only one who you want. I know you'll eventually become Daddys little man, so for now I will enjoy in all the sloppy kisses, the hugs, and the raspberries you give me.
Lindsay, thank you for being a wonderful sister, and a terrific Auntie. Many people haven't been in your shoes, they wouldn't understand how hard this has all been, and I wanted to say I love you, and thank you for being so good to Clark even though it wasn't easy seeing him hit milestones that we missed with Jackson.
Love you both so so much!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
For the love of Amazon!
Ah, everyone does it from time to time, I'm talking about online shopping. It's gotten bigger over the years, and I completely understand why. Up until Boogs showed up, I loved going to the mall, spending hours picking through clothes, buying stuff, just generally losing myself in shopping.
Then the love affair ended. It ended before Boogs got here, but it started in steps. First, I hated going to the mall, and stuck to the stores that had locations outside of the mall, then I stopped loving those as well. After he showed up, I started going to the mall again, but I realized...A screaming child + lack of sleep + no real reason to be out in public = no need to be at the mall.
I still love places like Target, they are my one stop shop if I need it, plus there are a lot less teenagers hanging out there, but the malls? I try to avoid them. The other day Andy and I went to the apple store to fix his computer, and that may have been the first time I'd been since the beggining of January. I didn't really miss it, Andy asked if I wanted to go into any stores, we went into Macys to find a belt, but since they only make them for petite people, I gave up (and went to Target). Today, after buying something on Amazon, I realized "Crap, this is just to easy, and it's fantastic". I might have to wait a few days for my shipment, but then when I get it, it's like opening a gift.
A gift from me, to me, and even though I know what it is, I will act surprised.
I just love getting stuff from them, lately it's been sewing books, sewing items, and baby gear.
I LOVE IT.
Andy and I are already in talks about signing up for Amazon Prime so we always get free shipping. We are kindred spirits that way, because he too loves Amazon.
So, to all the Amazon, Etsy, Groupon, and everyother online-only shops out there, I love you and everything you have done for our lives. (I also still love you stores that exist in Brick and Mortar, but have online shopping).
Then the love affair ended. It ended before Boogs got here, but it started in steps. First, I hated going to the mall, and stuck to the stores that had locations outside of the mall, then I stopped loving those as well. After he showed up, I started going to the mall again, but I realized...A screaming child + lack of sleep + no real reason to be out in public = no need to be at the mall.
I still love places like Target, they are my one stop shop if I need it, plus there are a lot less teenagers hanging out there, but the malls? I try to avoid them. The other day Andy and I went to the apple store to fix his computer, and that may have been the first time I'd been since the beggining of January. I didn't really miss it, Andy asked if I wanted to go into any stores, we went into Macys to find a belt, but since they only make them for petite people, I gave up (and went to Target). Today, after buying something on Amazon, I realized "Crap, this is just to easy, and it's fantastic". I might have to wait a few days for my shipment, but then when I get it, it's like opening a gift.
A gift from me, to me, and even though I know what it is, I will act surprised.
I just love getting stuff from them, lately it's been sewing books, sewing items, and baby gear.
I LOVE IT.
Andy and I are already in talks about signing up for Amazon Prime so we always get free shipping. We are kindred spirits that way, because he too loves Amazon.
So, to all the Amazon, Etsy, Groupon, and everyother online-only shops out there, I love you and everything you have done for our lives. (I also still love you stores that exist in Brick and Mortar, but have online shopping).
Monday, February 28, 2011
Feb 28th, 2010
I didn't need to think of a clever name for this post, it is what it is. The date is forever going to hold bad memories for me, and those memories are being scared that I was going to lose my nephew, and then those fears coming true.
As I've stated in many previous posts, when Lindsay told me Jackson was in the hospital, I was scared, nervous, and I was also crying inside (because whenever I would start to tear up, my hubby would stop me, and tell me everything was going to be ok....well it wasn't).
The trip to Kingston was awful, and the one thing I've never mentioned, but sticks in my memory is a song that came up on my Ipod. I was trying to keep my spirits up by listening to music, when the song "Wires" by Athlete popped up. I tried to listen, but I couldn't, I knew that song was going to break me, and I turned it off as the tears came into my eyes.
In the Song "Wires" The singer is telling the story of running through the corridors of the hospital, to his baby, needing to make sure they will be alright. He sees them in the hospital with wires attached all over their body, but when he looks into their eyes, he knew they were going to be ok.
I only wish the ending of that song had held true in Jacksons life. I wish I could have seen it in his eyes that he would be alright...I never got to, he didn't make it, and by the time we got to the hospital he was gone. I had only held him a week before, so happy and full of life, and now he was gone.
I still haven't listened to that song since then.
I am going to release balloons after Boogs wakes up from his nap. He may not have known Jackson while he was on earth, but I know there is a connection deep down with them. He sees his pictures in the house, and points to them once in a while. He may not fully understand who that other baby is, but one day, he will.
There isn't much more to say, I'm still angry, and sad, even though we have some answers as to why he died, it doesn't make me feel better.
I just want my nephew back.
As I've stated in many previous posts, when Lindsay told me Jackson was in the hospital, I was scared, nervous, and I was also crying inside (because whenever I would start to tear up, my hubby would stop me, and tell me everything was going to be ok....well it wasn't).
The trip to Kingston was awful, and the one thing I've never mentioned, but sticks in my memory is a song that came up on my Ipod. I was trying to keep my spirits up by listening to music, when the song "Wires" by Athlete popped up. I tried to listen, but I couldn't, I knew that song was going to break me, and I turned it off as the tears came into my eyes.
In the Song "Wires" The singer is telling the story of running through the corridors of the hospital, to his baby, needing to make sure they will be alright. He sees them in the hospital with wires attached all over their body, but when he looks into their eyes, he knew they were going to be ok.
I only wish the ending of that song had held true in Jacksons life. I wish I could have seen it in his eyes that he would be alright...I never got to, he didn't make it, and by the time we got to the hospital he was gone. I had only held him a week before, so happy and full of life, and now he was gone.
I still haven't listened to that song since then.
I am going to release balloons after Boogs wakes up from his nap. He may not have known Jackson while he was on earth, but I know there is a connection deep down with them. He sees his pictures in the house, and points to them once in a while. He may not fully understand who that other baby is, but one day, he will.
There isn't much more to say, I'm still angry, and sad, even though we have some answers as to why he died, it doesn't make me feel better.
I just want my nephew back.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
friggin eh!
So, I know I'm not the first of my friends (as many of them have reached out, and shared their experience), but last night my car was broken into, and I just have to vent how I am feeling.
Firstly, I am angry, it's an Invasion of Privacy, and I was so upset/mad/frustrated by the whole thing.
Secondly, I felt like an idiot. I kept telling myself "Don't forget to take the GPS out of the car", but I didn't, the worst part was, we had 2 of them, and BOTH of them were in the car, and then stolen.
I was so angry last night I wanted to kill whoever stole them. Not, hurt or maim, but don't right beat them to death. That's how angry I was, why were they so greedy that they couldn't just take one GPS, they took both? They left my husbands ancient Ipod, but they took all the cords that were in the car.
I was also a bit irked at the fact that I am always trying to hide those cords, so when people look in the car they won't see them, Unfortunately my husband doesn't see it the way I do, so they were out in the open, just screaming "Hey, we have expensive shit in this car, STEAL IT!". But no, it isn't his fault, it could have happened regardless.
There were 3 other cars in the lot that were broken into at the same time, so we weren't alone in feeling violated.
They went through the glove box (did you find what you wanted in there douchebags?), they went through the consoles (I think you took some burned CDs as well as the GPS units, WAY TO GO) and you took all the charging cords (but hey, thanks for leaving the plug so we don't have to replace that). They left the garage door opener (good show guys, we have better stuff at the house, but now you won't get to steal it), and thankfully they didn't steal any of the insurance which had our address on it (because if you did, and then didn't steal the door opener, well, how are you going to get into our place)? We always double bolt our doors, but after the incidents at the neighbours, I still don't feel safe....maybe they wrote our address down? I really don't know :(.
If they use the GPS to track our house, well they are going to end up at our old apartment, which is in East Dallas....which is a shithole....lets hope they don't get mugged while trying to break into that place!
If they use the directions to our new place, so loving labled "APT", well, they still have to trudge through the whole complex, because there is no apartment number in the GPS itself.
Either way, I am still nervous, that maybe...just maybe they memorized where we live. If they didn't, then frankly, I don't care, they got what they wanted, and they didn't steal the most important thing in that car.
The Car Seat.
So, dear thieves....enjoy your life, which is probably a really sad existence. You are probably some useless thug, who would rather steal from hard working people than go out and get a job.
When you do get caught (because people like you will, you have a very low education level, you aren't that clever or smart, you just got lucky). I hope that you can hold your head up high, and be proud that you stole some meaningless technology that will be outdated in the next few years.
Firstly, I am angry, it's an Invasion of Privacy, and I was so upset/mad/frustrated by the whole thing.
Secondly, I felt like an idiot. I kept telling myself "Don't forget to take the GPS out of the car", but I didn't, the worst part was, we had 2 of them, and BOTH of them were in the car, and then stolen.
I was so angry last night I wanted to kill whoever stole them. Not, hurt or maim, but don't right beat them to death. That's how angry I was, why were they so greedy that they couldn't just take one GPS, they took both? They left my husbands ancient Ipod, but they took all the cords that were in the car.
I was also a bit irked at the fact that I am always trying to hide those cords, so when people look in the car they won't see them, Unfortunately my husband doesn't see it the way I do, so they were out in the open, just screaming "Hey, we have expensive shit in this car, STEAL IT!". But no, it isn't his fault, it could have happened regardless.
There were 3 other cars in the lot that were broken into at the same time, so we weren't alone in feeling violated.
They went through the glove box (did you find what you wanted in there douchebags?), they went through the consoles (I think you took some burned CDs as well as the GPS units, WAY TO GO) and you took all the charging cords (but hey, thanks for leaving the plug so we don't have to replace that). They left the garage door opener (good show guys, we have better stuff at the house, but now you won't get to steal it), and thankfully they didn't steal any of the insurance which had our address on it (because if you did, and then didn't steal the door opener, well, how are you going to get into our place)? We always double bolt our doors, but after the incidents at the neighbours, I still don't feel safe....maybe they wrote our address down? I really don't know :(.
If they use the GPS to track our house, well they are going to end up at our old apartment, which is in East Dallas....which is a shithole....lets hope they don't get mugged while trying to break into that place!
If they use the directions to our new place, so loving labled "APT", well, they still have to trudge through the whole complex, because there is no apartment number in the GPS itself.
Either way, I am still nervous, that maybe...just maybe they memorized where we live. If they didn't, then frankly, I don't care, they got what they wanted, and they didn't steal the most important thing in that car.
The Car Seat.
So, dear thieves....enjoy your life, which is probably a really sad existence. You are probably some useless thug, who would rather steal from hard working people than go out and get a job.
When you do get caught (because people like you will, you have a very low education level, you aren't that clever or smart, you just got lucky). I hope that you can hold your head up high, and be proud that you stole some meaningless technology that will be outdated in the next few years.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
So.....
I have been neglecting both of my blogs lately, and I thought I might as well post something on here to pass the time while my hubby plays an F1 racing game (I spent the day playing Epic Mickey so I am just as guilty).
I should say that, this month has been pretty crazy, since Christmas, Clark has taken his first steps, and since then, you can't keep him down. He will still Crawl from time to time if he thinks it will get him to where he needs to be a little bit quicker, but he is now up and mobile. He seems to be following the same time-lines I had as a baby (I walked at nine months). He also seems to have gotten past his "making strange" phase, but that won't be for sure until I go home to visit and see if he gets angry when I run upstairs to get something.
Speaking of stairs, Boogs is also up those a lot as well, he doesn't understand how to go down, and I am trying to teach him, but I don't really know how to teach a baby such things.
Brushing his teeth is also something I am not sure how to do. He gets angry and throws his head around, it's never really clear if I have brushed them or not. Thankfully though, because of the brushing, I was able to notice that he has not just 1, but 2 teeth coming in at the same time. Suddenly all those nights where he woke me up angry, and refusing to go back to bed make sense.
We've had a few nights where we simply let him cry it out because nothing else we did was working, and so far *fingers crossed* he seems to understand that, when Mommy or Daddy lay him down in bed, if he sits up and starts to play, we are not coming back in to play.
The only other thing I have to update is that I am making a resolution to sew more this year, I'm not going to bother with the whole "lose weight" crap. I am just going to stick with eating better, drinking more water, and when the weather is nice, I will take Boogs outside to play, I have a wedding that I am going to be in, in March, but I am not going to stress out about losing weight to fit in the dress. I will however make sure that I don't have to get the dress "let out".
Alright, that about wraps it up, I have nothing clever to say at the moment, so I am going to enjoy the few hours of quiet we have between Boogs going to bed, and then us doing the same.
I should say that, this month has been pretty crazy, since Christmas, Clark has taken his first steps, and since then, you can't keep him down. He will still Crawl from time to time if he thinks it will get him to where he needs to be a little bit quicker, but he is now up and mobile. He seems to be following the same time-lines I had as a baby (I walked at nine months). He also seems to have gotten past his "making strange" phase, but that won't be for sure until I go home to visit and see if he gets angry when I run upstairs to get something.
Speaking of stairs, Boogs is also up those a lot as well, he doesn't understand how to go down, and I am trying to teach him, but I don't really know how to teach a baby such things.
Brushing his teeth is also something I am not sure how to do. He gets angry and throws his head around, it's never really clear if I have brushed them or not. Thankfully though, because of the brushing, I was able to notice that he has not just 1, but 2 teeth coming in at the same time. Suddenly all those nights where he woke me up angry, and refusing to go back to bed make sense.
We've had a few nights where we simply let him cry it out because nothing else we did was working, and so far *fingers crossed* he seems to understand that, when Mommy or Daddy lay him down in bed, if he sits up and starts to play, we are not coming back in to play.
The only other thing I have to update is that I am making a resolution to sew more this year, I'm not going to bother with the whole "lose weight" crap. I am just going to stick with eating better, drinking more water, and when the weather is nice, I will take Boogs outside to play, I have a wedding that I am going to be in, in March, but I am not going to stress out about losing weight to fit in the dress. I will however make sure that I don't have to get the dress "let out".
Alright, that about wraps it up, I have nothing clever to say at the moment, so I am going to enjoy the few hours of quiet we have between Boogs going to bed, and then us doing the same.
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