Remember in high school when everyone wanted to be their own person? Well I have figured that we never grow out of that feeling. We always want to be somewhat different from everyone and heaven forbid we follow the crowd.
I will be the first to admit that I am extremely stubborn when it comes to pop culture. It took me sometime to warm up to Abercrombie clothes in high school, I swore to never wear UGG boots (ha), and believe it or not I was anti-Juicy Couture at first...I mean who really wants "juicy" printed all over their ass? And yes, I did rock some pants that exclaimed that with my UGG boots...like at least three times a week. I'm so cool.
I am going to blame this on the hormones but not wearing my engagement and wedding rings is my newest form of rebelliousness. I mean, everyone is now engaged and/or married and I am a firm believer that the rings are not a symbol of their love and fidelity but rather their most expensive form of fashion. So for me, it is my way of showing that I don't need any fancy rings or anything materialistic to prove my love for my spouse. Then again, I never wear jewelry and if you really know me, that has always been the case. Once again...my recent actions seem crazy but I am blaming it on the hormones!
I really am a plain jane, and being an engineer could never be more fitting for me. 23 more days of being solely a full-time mom...
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Happy 8 Weeks Old AJ!!! And More...
AJ is eight weeks old today and he is doing quite well! AJ's two month birthday is this Saturday which is also the same day we are celebrating his big brother's third birthday (coincidence, no lie). The nose congestion has gradually went away and AJ is still the happy baby that he is.
This past weekend we went over to Spokane for my dear college friend's wedding. In doing so, I decided that it was probably a good time to do some self maintenance conisdering I have spent very little time for myself since having AJ. The weekend before I went and got a haircut, this time getting bangs similar to Snooki (yes, she was mentioned in my blog) even though I originally got the idea from Tyra Banks. Let's just say, nothing is more awkward than getting a haircut and the noticing the person right next to you is getting the exact same haircut (bangs included). It was extremely awkward and I felt I was on the losing end since it looked better on her instead of me. Note to self, never get bangs again...it also started giving me bad flashbacks to my high school days.
So days before we left for the wedding, I also decided to get my eyebrows and upper lip groomed and I went ahead and got eyelash extensions for the third time. Please note the keywords in that last sentence: third time. The morning after (Friday morning) my eyelash extensions, my left eye was completely bloodshot and would not stop tearing up. I thought this was due to my contact since my eye had stung after taking out my contacts the night before. Like always, I tried not to rub my eyes and thought my eye will get better. As the day progressed my eye did not improve and eventually my right eye decided to join the misery. By the time we reached Spokane at 8pm, I looked as if I had been into some sort of drug escapade. So as I perused the Walmart supercenter in Spokane you can only imagine the looks I was receiving. I was hoping people figured it out when I was buying benadryl along with the numerous things I had forgotten to pack, I always forget to pack about 10 items each trip.
To add to the awkwardness, we had pulled up to the wrong valet at the Davenport because apparently we were staying at the Tower instead of the Davenport itself. Mind you, these two places are kiddie corner from one another with their self-park garage occupying a third corner. However, there is no skybridges linking the three buildings which I found quite odd. So here we were walking the streets of Spokane with our bell cart riddled with our belongings including my nursing pillow, our 10 pairs of shoes we decided did not belong in its on bag, and of course I am pushing our stroller, bloodshot eyes and all. Hey, it is pretty hard traveling with a newborn. Low and behold the Davenport Tower must be the place to hangout because it was packed with people enjoying drinks, waiting to check-in, grabbing a bite to eat, waiting for a taxi, etc. Everyone dressed up in Spokane seemed to have congregated in the Tower's lobby. While walking over to the Tower, Ryan and I realized that we had forgotten to break our $20. So all we had to tip our poor bellboy that had to walk us over was $1. There is no way to make $1 seem like a lot of cash, especially if he had a long walk back to realize it was only one measly dollar. FAIL. Ryan and I are now thinking how frugal we look pulling up to the Davenport in a luxury SUV wearing designer clothes and pushing one of the most extravagant strollers currently on the market, except we only tip $1. We either look like arrogant bastards or we probably belong in the pool of people that foreclosed on their homes because we bought ours during the boom and now we live in our car. I'm unsure which one I would rather be considered to be a part of. Finally we were ablel to get settled and I was hoping the benadryl would help my eyes they would look better in the morning.
Saturday morning I awake with my eyes swollen and crusted shut. I am convinced I have pink eye except I knew swollen eyes isn't associated with pink eye. After taking a shower and trying to blot my face dry, I realize that my eyelids are in excruciating pain. I look in the mirror and I swear that I resembled Will Smith in Hitch. Well that is an overexaggerating since my ears were not swollen, but my eyes definitely resembled Hitch's. I explain to Katy what is going on and have her look at my eyes when they meet us up for lunch that day. Her and Wayne literally walk into our room and I wish I had captured her face on camera, I knew my eyes were bad. I somehow managed to still appear in public by going to the mall, I think I just tried avoiding eye contact with everyone. I also used the same approach at the wedding. Unfortunately, there are some pictures with me in them and you can definitely tell there is something wrong with my eyes. Ugh, what a way to make my first official public appearance after having a baby memorable.
On the other hand, the wedding was beautiful. I cannot be more excited for Holly and Erik, especially because they have decided to take their honeymoon in Fiji. They are also staying at the same place Ryan and I stayed at, Lomani Island Resort (which I highly reccommend)! Holly and Erik compliment each other really well and I cannot wait to watch where their new life together takes them!
This past weekend we went over to Spokane for my dear college friend's wedding. In doing so, I decided that it was probably a good time to do some self maintenance conisdering I have spent very little time for myself since having AJ. The weekend before I went and got a haircut, this time getting bangs similar to Snooki (yes, she was mentioned in my blog) even though I originally got the idea from Tyra Banks. Let's just say, nothing is more awkward than getting a haircut and the noticing the person right next to you is getting the exact same haircut (bangs included). It was extremely awkward and I felt I was on the losing end since it looked better on her instead of me. Note to self, never get bangs again...it also started giving me bad flashbacks to my high school days.
So days before we left for the wedding, I also decided to get my eyebrows and upper lip groomed and I went ahead and got eyelash extensions for the third time. Please note the keywords in that last sentence: third time. The morning after (Friday morning) my eyelash extensions, my left eye was completely bloodshot and would not stop tearing up. I thought this was due to my contact since my eye had stung after taking out my contacts the night before. Like always, I tried not to rub my eyes and thought my eye will get better. As the day progressed my eye did not improve and eventually my right eye decided to join the misery. By the time we reached Spokane at 8pm, I looked as if I had been into some sort of drug escapade. So as I perused the Walmart supercenter in Spokane you can only imagine the looks I was receiving. I was hoping people figured it out when I was buying benadryl along with the numerous things I had forgotten to pack, I always forget to pack about 10 items each trip.
To add to the awkwardness, we had pulled up to the wrong valet at the Davenport because apparently we were staying at the Tower instead of the Davenport itself. Mind you, these two places are kiddie corner from one another with their self-park garage occupying a third corner. However, there is no skybridges linking the three buildings which I found quite odd. So here we were walking the streets of Spokane with our bell cart riddled with our belongings including my nursing pillow, our 10 pairs of shoes we decided did not belong in its on bag, and of course I am pushing our stroller, bloodshot eyes and all. Hey, it is pretty hard traveling with a newborn. Low and behold the Davenport Tower must be the place to hangout because it was packed with people enjoying drinks, waiting to check-in, grabbing a bite to eat, waiting for a taxi, etc. Everyone dressed up in Spokane seemed to have congregated in the Tower's lobby. While walking over to the Tower, Ryan and I realized that we had forgotten to break our $20. So all we had to tip our poor bellboy that had to walk us over was $1. There is no way to make $1 seem like a lot of cash, especially if he had a long walk back to realize it was only one measly dollar. FAIL. Ryan and I are now thinking how frugal we look pulling up to the Davenport in a luxury SUV wearing designer clothes and pushing one of the most extravagant strollers currently on the market, except we only tip $1. We either look like arrogant bastards or we probably belong in the pool of people that foreclosed on their homes because we bought ours during the boom and now we live in our car. I'm unsure which one I would rather be considered to be a part of. Finally we were ablel to get settled and I was hoping the benadryl would help my eyes they would look better in the morning.
Saturday morning I awake with my eyes swollen and crusted shut. I am convinced I have pink eye except I knew swollen eyes isn't associated with pink eye. After taking a shower and trying to blot my face dry, I realize that my eyelids are in excruciating pain. I look in the mirror and I swear that I resembled Will Smith in Hitch. Well that is an overexaggerating since my ears were not swollen, but my eyes definitely resembled Hitch's. I explain to Katy what is going on and have her look at my eyes when they meet us up for lunch that day. Her and Wayne literally walk into our room and I wish I had captured her face on camera, I knew my eyes were bad. I somehow managed to still appear in public by going to the mall, I think I just tried avoiding eye contact with everyone. I also used the same approach at the wedding. Unfortunately, there are some pictures with me in them and you can definitely tell there is something wrong with my eyes. Ugh, what a way to make my first official public appearance after having a baby memorable.
On the other hand, the wedding was beautiful. I cannot be more excited for Holly and Erik, especially because they have decided to take their honeymoon in Fiji. They are also staying at the same place Ryan and I stayed at, Lomani Island Resort (which I highly reccommend)! Holly and Erik compliment each other really well and I cannot wait to watch where their new life together takes them!
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Wallet-less AGAIN!!!!!
It must be a Thursday thing because for the second Thursday in a row I have left my wallet at home. This morning I had the plan of running errands after dropping off Tyler at daycare. I got Tyler to daycare at a reasonable time and I was soon on my way out to Issaquah to do three things: get gas at Costco, go to Target, and peruse the kids consignment shop.
My drive out there was interesting, it always boggles my mind why people slow down to a cruising speed of 25 mph on the on-ramp from southbound I-405 to eastbound I-90. You're getting off of a freeeway and trying to merge onto another freeway!! How do you expect to merge with cars going 60-70 mph when you're doing speeds that is adequate for a residential road. Nonetheless, it is not like that on-ramp isn't designed for 60 mph, so it really is not necessary to slow down to a sluggish pace by car standards.
Enough of the nonsense complaining, so upon my arrival to Issaquah I notice that westbound traffic on I-90 is stopped. Literally no cars were moving due to an accident and I was thinking in my head, "well hopefully that will clear up by the time we go home". Joke is on me though. After waiting in line for gas at Costco (yes, there was a line at 9:30am), I am now the next car to pull up to the pump and as I lean over to grab my wallet...no wallet in my purse. Of course, I would leave my wallet at home AGAIN! Last week, I had a lovely lunch date with a girlfriend and I had left my wallet in Tyler's daycare bag all because I had to pay daycare earlier that day. I was so embarrased that my girlfriend had to pick up our lunch tab. It is all gravy though, we just compromised that i would pick up lunch next time.
My mom would give me a 3 hours lecture if I tell her what has happened. I am aware, it is illegal to drive around without a license, and I know it doesn't bode well when you have your kid in the car as well. Then she would go on about how that is irresponsible on my part and how i should be more organized. Sorry mom, you only had to juggle little old me with no siblings and besides, you had my grandma there to help you.
All ends well though, granted I never got around to any of those errands I had originally planned on accomplishing but I did get AJ home in time for his next feeding...without an accident or getting pulled over (thank you Mr. Officer for being nowhere in sight).
My drive out there was interesting, it always boggles my mind why people slow down to a cruising speed of 25 mph on the on-ramp from southbound I-405 to eastbound I-90. You're getting off of a freeeway and trying to merge onto another freeway!! How do you expect to merge with cars going 60-70 mph when you're doing speeds that is adequate for a residential road. Nonetheless, it is not like that on-ramp isn't designed for 60 mph, so it really is not necessary to slow down to a sluggish pace by car standards.
Enough of the nonsense complaining, so upon my arrival to Issaquah I notice that westbound traffic on I-90 is stopped. Literally no cars were moving due to an accident and I was thinking in my head, "well hopefully that will clear up by the time we go home". Joke is on me though. After waiting in line for gas at Costco (yes, there was a line at 9:30am), I am now the next car to pull up to the pump and as I lean over to grab my wallet...no wallet in my purse. Of course, I would leave my wallet at home AGAIN! Last week, I had a lovely lunch date with a girlfriend and I had left my wallet in Tyler's daycare bag all because I had to pay daycare earlier that day. I was so embarrased that my girlfriend had to pick up our lunch tab. It is all gravy though, we just compromised that i would pick up lunch next time.
My mom would give me a 3 hours lecture if I tell her what has happened. I am aware, it is illegal to drive around without a license, and I know it doesn't bode well when you have your kid in the car as well. Then she would go on about how that is irresponsible on my part and how i should be more organized. Sorry mom, you only had to juggle little old me with no siblings and besides, you had my grandma there to help you.
All ends well though, granted I never got around to any of those errands I had originally planned on accomplishing but I did get AJ home in time for his next feeding...without an accident or getting pulled over (thank you Mr. Officer for being nowhere in sight).
Monday, October 4, 2010
Happy 7 Weeks Birthday AJ!
Today AJ is 7 weeks old! He is still the happy baby (smiling since week 5) except he had a rough night last night since he has developed one stuffed up nose. I definitely should be getting mom of the year now, what kind of mom am I? I am assuming he probably developed the congestion from our little outing on Friday to Redmond Town Center. Not only was he only wearing a short sleeved onesie, his blanket wasn't that thick and he did not have a hat. Maybe I should go out and buy him some clothes. I finally have a legitimate reason to shop! I thought I had enough hand me downs from big brother except they are all onesies and tops. Poor AJ has no pants and it is unfortunate because my favorite place to buy kids clothes has closed shop in Bellevue Square. Well, I guess I will just have to explore new stores now too (once AJ feels better).
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Fisher Price
Ever since I had my "nesting" period when I was around 34-36 weeks pregnant, I started growing a slight hatred towards Fisher-Price. I knew from my first child that I should probably invest in them and any battery company considering that those two are most likely never to fail as long as people keep in procreating. That is besides the point. Having a kid is expensive, and so I had managed to save a considerable amount of baby paraphernalia from my first kid. That would have worked fine except a lot of our Fisher-Price items seemed to not work at all even after giving each problem item a battery change. We, by all means, did not put these items through the ringer and if you really knew me then you would know that I like to try and keep a lot of my belongings in pristine condition.
So going into today, I was already not happy with Fisher-Price and I wake up to the morning news telling me about a massive Fisher-Price recall. Oh goody. Turns out four items are recalled: a bike, high chair, play mat, and a toy (all items can be found here: http://service.mattel.com/us/). As you can guess, we own one of each of the products.
Aside from the playmat which my hubby decided to dispose of after our first move, I have been recently looking for a reason to get a new high chair. Luckily I now have a reason to look for a new one!
So going into today, I was already not happy with Fisher-Price and I wake up to the morning news telling me about a massive Fisher-Price recall. Oh goody. Turns out four items are recalled: a bike, high chair, play mat, and a toy (all items can be found here: http://service.mattel.com/us/). As you can guess, we own one of each of the products.
Aside from the playmat which my hubby decided to dispose of after our first move, I have been recently looking for a reason to get a new high chair. Luckily I now have a reason to look for a new one!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
My Tribute to Jessica Simpson
Some argue that Jessica Simpson really knew that Chicken of the Sea really was not chicken but in fact, tuna. I gave her the benefit of the doubt since the label is somewhat misleading. I do not eat tuna so I could see how one would be confused by it.
I am unsure how that was brought up at AJ's 2am feeding but it was, and it lead to me confessing about how I was confused by buffalo wings (alongside Jessica). I remember watching that episode with my high school boyfriend at the time (poor guy but what a good sport), and when the topic of buffalo wings came up I couldn't help but ponder the same exact thing Jessica was. I also had not had buffalo wings by the ripe age of 16 so I had no clue that it was actually chicken. Then she went onto asking about the boneless buffalo wings and by then I was completely lost too. For all I knew, boneless buffalo chicken wings were actually buffalo but called chicken wings because they had the same consistency as chicken. I thought that was a legitimate conclusion but my husband just shook his head in shame. He couldn't believe that my mind had once gone through that thought process to come up with that conclusion. I also think he was ashamed because I would always make fun of that boyfriend for not being the brightest crayon in the box. For heaven's sake, he tried copying my SAT answers, as if his test were the exact same as mine. It didn't work out too well for him considering the score that he got. But I was 16, that is young compared to 26. OMG, that was 10 years ago...how time flies. I would like everyone to know in the past 10 years: I have had chicken of the sea and concur that it is tuna, and I have also had buffalo chicken wings (both bone-in and boneless) which is possibly one of my favorite foods of all time now.
Screw pregnancy brain...raising a newborn and dealing with the lack of sleep gets to you more.
I am unsure how that was brought up at AJ's 2am feeding but it was, and it lead to me confessing about how I was confused by buffalo wings (alongside Jessica). I remember watching that episode with my high school boyfriend at the time (poor guy but what a good sport), and when the topic of buffalo wings came up I couldn't help but ponder the same exact thing Jessica was. I also had not had buffalo wings by the ripe age of 16 so I had no clue that it was actually chicken. Then she went onto asking about the boneless buffalo wings and by then I was completely lost too. For all I knew, boneless buffalo chicken wings were actually buffalo but called chicken wings because they had the same consistency as chicken. I thought that was a legitimate conclusion but my husband just shook his head in shame. He couldn't believe that my mind had once gone through that thought process to come up with that conclusion. I also think he was ashamed because I would always make fun of that boyfriend for not being the brightest crayon in the box. For heaven's sake, he tried copying my SAT answers, as if his test were the exact same as mine. It didn't work out too well for him considering the score that he got. But I was 16, that is young compared to 26. OMG, that was 10 years ago...how time flies. I would like everyone to know in the past 10 years: I have had chicken of the sea and concur that it is tuna, and I have also had buffalo chicken wings (both bone-in and boneless) which is possibly one of my favorite foods of all time now.
Screw pregnancy brain...raising a newborn and dealing with the lack of sleep gets to you more.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Happy 6 Weeks AJ!
AJ is 6 weeks old today! I cannot believe it has already been a month and a half. I did a back of the envelope weight check and AJ is about 10 pounds now! That is right on track considering newborns are supposed to gain half a pound each week.
Our Monday has been nothing out of the ordinary. Tyler is loving being able to stay home and go to the "playhouse" which is a gym class we take him to each Monday. There was a new girl in his gym class whose mom is...um...to describe her in two words I would say high maintenance. Now pardon my bitterness but if it wasn't for her bleached blond hair, I would say she is a prime contestant for Jersey Shore. She had a lovely orange glow, caked on makeup, fake nails, and a white headband that had a flower the size of my head. Now don't get me wrong, I am by no means jealous of any of her physical features...hahahaha. I mean she seemed physically fit but she also had that demeanor of "I am better than you", perhaps it was the headband that screamed it. Who knows!?! Now getting to the point, her daughter and Tyler were in the ball pit with the "terror" of their class. I have deemed one kid in that class as the "terror" because he has no sense of respect for others. The kid doesn't know how to wait his turn, share, and if he wants to touch (more like claw) at something...he will go for it. With that said, the "terror" had managed to grab at the girl and ended up ripping out her earring. His mom promptly removed him from the ball pit and gave the earring back to the J. Shore mom and then ran off after her terror. Little did I know, J. Shore mom thought Tyler ripped the earring out so here we are both watching our kids in the ball pit and she is glaring at me. How did I know she was glaring, you ask? It was the fact that I literally could not see her retinas anymore, all I could see was black eyeliner with some lashes. The terror and his mom interrupted the moment as she mentioned that the terror wanted to apologize for ripping out her earring. J. Shore mom seemed confused as she replied, "oh...he was the one that ripped it out?" Like WTF lady? My son wasn't even near your sweet daughter (she must get that from her father). For heaven's sake, there are 1 year olds that are bigger than Tyler so what makes you think he is capable of ripping out your daughter's earringj as he is minding his own business and doesn't even acknowledge your daughter. She is a cutie but obviously my son isn't attracted to her...and let me tell you, when he likes what he sees he crushes hard.
That is my blurb for today. We've spend the last 3 years raising Tyler to be polite, courteous, and respectful for others. We know for a fact it has paid off considering that he always says his please and thank you, and always answers with sir or ma'am. You can make fun of us all you want saying that we are wannabe southeners but we would rather have offspring that is more of an asset to society than your spray tan, thank you very much.
Spray tan out...
Our Monday has been nothing out of the ordinary. Tyler is loving being able to stay home and go to the "playhouse" which is a gym class we take him to each Monday. There was a new girl in his gym class whose mom is...um...to describe her in two words I would say high maintenance. Now pardon my bitterness but if it wasn't for her bleached blond hair, I would say she is a prime contestant for Jersey Shore. She had a lovely orange glow, caked on makeup, fake nails, and a white headband that had a flower the size of my head. Now don't get me wrong, I am by no means jealous of any of her physical features...hahahaha. I mean she seemed physically fit but she also had that demeanor of "I am better than you", perhaps it was the headband that screamed it. Who knows!?! Now getting to the point, her daughter and Tyler were in the ball pit with the "terror" of their class. I have deemed one kid in that class as the "terror" because he has no sense of respect for others. The kid doesn't know how to wait his turn, share, and if he wants to touch (more like claw) at something...he will go for it. With that said, the "terror" had managed to grab at the girl and ended up ripping out her earring. His mom promptly removed him from the ball pit and gave the earring back to the J. Shore mom and then ran off after her terror. Little did I know, J. Shore mom thought Tyler ripped the earring out so here we are both watching our kids in the ball pit and she is glaring at me. How did I know she was glaring, you ask? It was the fact that I literally could not see her retinas anymore, all I could see was black eyeliner with some lashes. The terror and his mom interrupted the moment as she mentioned that the terror wanted to apologize for ripping out her earring. J. Shore mom seemed confused as she replied, "oh...he was the one that ripped it out?" Like WTF lady? My son wasn't even near your sweet daughter (she must get that from her father). For heaven's sake, there are 1 year olds that are bigger than Tyler so what makes you think he is capable of ripping out your daughter's earringj as he is minding his own business and doesn't even acknowledge your daughter. She is a cutie but obviously my son isn't attracted to her...and let me tell you, when he likes what he sees he crushes hard.
That is my blurb for today. We've spend the last 3 years raising Tyler to be polite, courteous, and respectful for others. We know for a fact it has paid off considering that he always says his please and thank you, and always answers with sir or ma'am. You can make fun of us all you want saying that we are wannabe southeners but we would rather have offspring that is more of an asset to society than your spray tan, thank you very much.
Spray tan out...
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