Sleeeeeepy

Spa Hospital

I've thought about this post for a couple of days now and I think I've come up with a good way to fill you in on the details of my labor experience without going into too much detail.
Really, there aren't too many gruesome details to explore in the first place. I mean, there was blood, and a lot of it, but there wasn't any screaming or punching or fighting with nurses or doctors. Basically, it was just time. And lots of it. Lots and lots and lots and lots of waiting around for my body to kick it into high gear. I'd say the first 15 out of 21 hours (yes I said 21) I was at the hospital, was just a big waiting game.
Call me crazy, but my experience all and all was kinda like going to the spa. The nurses were always asking if I needed anything (can you say endless supply of peanut butter toast? omg), I got fed breakfast lunch and dinner with food that really wasn't too bad. It was all proportioned correctly and some of the meals came with dessert. Husband even 'snuck' me in a big fat piece of chocolate cake to which the kind nurses said 'oh go ahead, YOU DESERVE IT'. Sha, ya think?
During the hardest part of my labor I got to take a warm bath (twice!) with ultra cool bubbles and jets and mood lighting. When things stalled out a bit and being as I was exhausted, they gave me a shot of morphine and I got to take a nap. Really, what can I complain about? Even after I got the epidural and it didn't fully take effect, I got to have it AGAIN. I mean, where else can you go to get food, be waited on, get drugs and then get more drugs when they don't fully numb you? This shit should be illegal!
Things got real scary for us at the very end with some umbilical cord issues, but she came out perfect and screaming and healthy.
Looking back, the very worst parts about my time in the hospital were these 3 things: them taking that awful full back sticker off (remember I had the epi twice so the 1st time it tore the hair off, the 2nd time felt like they tore the skin off), getting into our recovery room at 2am only to be woken up at 430am to pee (OUCH) and then walk around the halls in a complete epi haze, and the absolute worst thing about my labor experience was that one nurse who was checking my cervix in the very beginning who had hands the size of a 5 year old and I swear to you her entire ARM was up my crotch and the pain, oh the pain I felt while she tried to find my cervix, was worse than anything I went thru after that.

Toodles,
JSC

Ode to Mini Me

I had a chat with little niece M last night, it makes me smile and confirms that her parents got it all wrong when they didn't just name her right after me:

Me: Do you like fajitas?
M: Yea.
Me: Do you like green peppers, red peppers and onions?
M: No, I only like orange peppers.
Me: Ok, either way when you come over we'll have fajitas!
M: Yea, I like potatoes.
Me: What? No, fajitas.
M: What? Cheetos?
Me: No. FAJITAS. Say it with me FA-HEEEEEE-TAAAAAS
M: What? Fa-Rita's? What are those?
Me: Never mind, potatoes it is.

Just goes to show that no matter how awful a nights sleep I have (waking up sneezing, wheezing, scratchy throat, eyes watering, tossing and turning because my hips feet & fingers fell asleep, snot running down my face-yea I'm pretty glamorous) there are still things to laugh about.

Life is fun,
JSC

Ug

Dear Insomnia,
Go away. Your presence in my night life is causing great damage to my ability to post new posts for my friends to laugh at. I hate you.
Until you go away, I will not be writing much.
Thanks a lot jerk,
JSC

Your dumb

Dear person in the red Explorer with a yellow shirt on driving down 169 this morning riding my ass like I was driving any faster or slower than the person in front of me would allow and who continued to try and kiss my bumper all the way to my businsess park and gave me the finger as I pulled into my parking lot,
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFF
ASSHOLE
I hate you and hope you get a flat tire or chipped windshield,
JSC

Does anyone know where I can get one of those yellow diamond shaped things that suction to your window that says Pregnant Lady on Board BACK THE FUCK OFF?
If so, let me know right away or kindly buy me one and I'll pay you back with Thank You's.

2 timer & other things

I have another blog. It's all about the baby.
It's pretty PG, I've got Grandma's looking at it.

This week so far has been exhausting in the sleep arena. Some of it is my own fault but the past couple of nights I will thank my CHILDREN (see I can say that now-weird!). J has been having nightmares not far off coarse from mine. Last night he said that he dreamt an ostrich bit his head off. That was at 330am. Just as I was about to fall back to sleep, Not Oscar kicked and/or jabbed me with all of it's ninja sassiness that I literally jolted forward.
Thanks kids, Mama will thank you later for all this in the form of a nice Hawaiian vacation alone.

On a completely unrelated note, I want to give three shout outs:
1) Welcome Back NorCalMrs. We all missed you and I am glad that at least one of us gets to own and use a passport.
2) Welcome Back VT sister. We all missed you and what you have accomplished is amazing. Especially wearing a bikini to a work dinner party, that takes some balls.
3) Thanks to who ever is reading my blog(s). I try to keep them entertaining and hope you continue following me in my adventures in suburbia. As long as I know there are at least 1 or 2 of you keeping tabs on me, I'll keep writing.

Carry on,
JSC

At least it's legitimate

The previous post must have sparred some funky waves in my brain because this morning at 430am I woke up gasping for air and waving my hands around wildly due to this:

Dream # 3:

Husband and I were at a zoo in the Snake Exhibit. I was looking at a python type snake in a little plastic cage. I thought it was pretty funny that the snake was striking the side of the plastic cage but wasn't getting too far because it was in the cage. Suddenly, I was in the bathroom in the house I grew up in and the snake was out in the hallway. My genius self wasn't about to be conquered by the snake so I tried to shut the door. Only the door wouldn't close all the way. I started screaming 'MOM HELP ME MOM HELP ME' because the snake was coming towards me. I heard her in the distance say 'Oh just give me a minute would ya' Just as she finished saying that I jumped on the toilet to try to get away but it lunged at my face.
That's when I woke up. 430am wake up time, didn't go back to sleep.

Lovely, isn't it? And I didn't even know that I was afraid of snakes. It's never even been on any list of mine of things I am even remotely afraid of.

Ah pregnancy, bringing out the best in me.

Weird dreams

I have weird and terrifying dreams A LOT.

Pregnancy hormones only send them into orbit making them unrealistic sounding and far fetched.
Ask Husband or French Kitty the next time you see them and they will tell you that once a week (probably more because I barely remember the times I do wake up) I have a horrific terrifying dream and I wake up screaming or thinking the blankie's are trying to strangle me.
Here are a couple of gems that I can remember freaking my shit out (and no they will not sound scary but in all reality they were):

Dream #1: I was lost in Uptown with Husband. We were going in and out of stores trying to find a record. Why? I don't know. It was raining and the streets were very crowded. We were walking along and ended up in a park. We start running because a YELLOW CLOWN was chasing us. We found a cave and hid in it. We could see him but he couldn't see us and was leering in the cave, laughing.
I woke up from this dream at 3am and didn't fall back to sleep.

Dream #2: I was riding a 10 speed bike on a 4 lane highway but with no cars. I was cold. I was trying to cross the highway and out of no where a little lamb appears. I remember thinking in the dream What the hell is a lamb doing on a highway? Then the lamb attacked me.
I woke up from this dream at 4am and like Dream #1, didn't fall back to sleep. Because of a LAMB.

Told ya. Good thing I'm pregnant because otherwise these dreams certify me as crazy.

Happy Trails,
JSC

STFU

I don't know why I decided to entitle this post as STFU. It could be that I just figured out what it meant, or it's more just that I think it's funny. And if you don't, then STFU. In fact, kbl, if you haven't got a new word of the month yet, I say use STFU. It is 4 times the learning in one phrase.
I am quite discouraged to find that I haven't taken any really cool pictures lately. It must be because it's been in the negative digits outside, I'm pregnant and not feeling creative, I can't have a few glasses of wine so everything looks boring, or that I'm lazy. I'd say it's that I'm lazy. But I am acknowledging the problem, and will strive to fix it. I'm all about self improvement.
I did download a few to my flickr site so be sure and check them out when you get a spare minute. I even put a little video of Super Kid on there being the Ninja he is. It's great.
Speaking of pregnancy, I made it to week 15 with no big problems to speak of (and yes I just knocked on wood-be it fake but I still did. Please do the same right now). Isn't that great? Or maybe it's just great to me. Whatever.
I would like to suggest a few movies for you to view. And remember that my opinions are the best.
The first one is Good Luck Chuck. Ever hear of it? Me neither. Husband and I were scrolling thru the movies on HBO and found this one to TiVo. I'm guessing he mostly did it because Jessica Alba was in it but whatever, at least she's pretty. I thought it would be good because it is a comedy and who doesn't like to laugh? Either way this was a GREAT movie. It was really funny. An added bonus for all you couples out there who have husbands or boyfriends who like boobies: this movie has a lot of them in it. And by a lot, I mean A LOT. It was the kind of movie that had a lot of really unexpected things happen in it that made you cringe with laughter. Highly suggest it.
The second one that I am going to talk about is The Knowing. Or Knowing. It's a new movie with Nicholas Cage in it. Husband and I went and seen it in the theater when it first came out. It's always tricky when we go out to see movies because really our taste in flicks couldn't be more different. One of us is always taking one for the team. But this one seemed like it peaked both of our interests so win-win, right? EH no (eh was suppose to be a buzzer sound). This movie was really intriguing until the last 20 minutes then it got all alien on me and I lost all respect for it. It's really too bad because it had some good elements to it in the beginning. Token big eyed pale scary looking little kid, fog, creepy people in the woods, craziness, plane crashes. I guess I would say if you do go see it, leave or stop your DVD when the one lady gets in a car wreck. Then just make up your own ending. It'll be better than the original no matter what. Trust me.
Oh and I would like to suggest a book. I read lots of books and some of them are good, others not so much. When I read one that is not so great, I go for months without reading anything. But then something comes along where it renews my faith in authors and I go on a reading streak.
Now don't get all angry and 'she's not really an author' on me, but just give it a chance. I read Tori Spelling's sTORI Telling in two days. Yes, two days.
Let me tell you why I bought it in the first place: One day I was home with the queses and on Oxygen Channel there was a 'Tori and Dean Inn Love' marathon on followed by 'Home Sweet Hollywood' marathon. Both Tori Spelling reality shows. The thing that got me about her is that she's totally hilarious and super down to earth. She knows what people are saying about her and it's almost like she's doing these things to prove them wrong. One episode in particular that made me like her is when her and her husband were in Germany doing press for her book or the show I can't remember which. Anyway, they went to some restaurant that was in a Bed and Breakfast of sorts. She ate a whole bunch of food and the food didn't like her so much so she had to rush off to the bathroom. They go from showing her walking into the bathroom (which was in some guests room that she didn't know because they had no public toilets that she could find) to her rushing out of it and back to the table where she urgently tells her husband 'Dean, we have to go NOW. I just had a major diarrhea explosion in the bathroom and the toilet overflowed all over the floor. LET'S GO!'. That's funny.
So that's why I bought the book and that's why after taking only 2 days to read it, I suggest it.
Plus I grew up watching 90210 and she gives a lot of inside dish about the show. Who doesn't love that?
So now that I've rambled on endlessly about nothing, I will release you from my blog claws.
Remember to STFU.

Contest!

So it seems that people like to have contests on their blogs.

Always a follower, I am going to do the same.

Who needs Christmas bonus' or secret Santa gifts when you have me and Paper Castles to send you something you would never buy for yourself even if you had an extra buck or two.

If you can guess what this is a picture of, I will send you something marvelous.

Don't be too quick with your answer, there is more than meets the eye here.

Leave your answers in Comments (kbl, norcalmrs, KG, Denise), all you other ninnies can just e-mail me or if you're feeling brave, actually leave it Comments. Just a thought.

Good Luck!

Wish List

Hi Friends

Have you ever wondered what I wished for? Like, 4 or 5 years ago? Sure you have. Along with your own busy lives I am sure your mind has wondered into thinking 'I wonder what Super 2 wished for like 4 or 5 years ago.'

Well, wonder no more my prettys, I will gladly tell you. (And of course I wished for world peace, the end of hunger and the cure for all known diseases so don't get all 'oh wow how selfish of her' on me, k?)

Alright, brace yourself, here's the list:

• My Husband

Doozy of a list huh. What can I say, I'm a pretty lucky girl. We all have flaws. And by 'we all' I am mostly talking about myself. I know how I am. I'm moody. I spaz out over small things. I get upset when people don't say thank you (I'd like to take this opportunity to say Thank You to anyone reading this who I might have accidentally forgotten to say Thank You to for whatever reason or occasion). I like to have things go perfectly (yes I live in a land of rainbows and unicorns). I'm sensitive, like little girl sensitive. I put my foot in my mouth A LOT. I get up at the crack of dawn on the weekends. Despite all of these things, husband loves me. And he tells me he loves me a lot and I like it. I know there are some of you out there that don't say you love your spouses/friends/family that much (guilty!) but I think if I didn't hear husband say it to me, I would probably start walking backwards and convince myself it was normal because it would be so weird to not hear him say it to me. And yes, I completely rely on him to make me feel good. Not really but just to beat you to the punch. Although sometimes I don't see it right away, husband goes out of his way just to make me happy. And we all know how difficult that is sometimes, right?

So, now that I have fulfilled your curiosity over what I wished for like 4 or 5 years ago, I will now satisfy another one of your curiosities about what I wish for NOW. Like today. Again, OF COURSE I wish for the end of world hunger, world peace, and money for Super Kid's college education. But if money were no object (and I know it is because I don't have any of it---but still happy and well adjusted, sortof well adjusted anyway), this is what I would wish for.

Here we go!

• Volkswagen Toureg
• Naps everyday in the middle of the day
• A really cool job
• A new pair of black pants
• A new pair of black shoes exactly like the ones I have now (they don't make them anymore and frankly I think they kinda smell and the back is coming apart but I REFUSE to throw them out and until someone else does, I will continue to wear them)
• Mint body wraps every other weekend
• The ability to sleep past 7am
• Plane tickets
• To try and figure out why my upcoming 32nd birthday is hitting me like a ton of bricks
• A bigger garage
• A trip to California to see people that I miss
• And to Vermont (duh)
• Something to do at work today
• The sun to shine
• Magic Lamp

Alright, there you have it. Pretty impressive isn't it?

Now that I have wasted 5 minutes of your lives that you will never get back, I hope you are satisfied!

Kisses!!!!

Oh, and if I haven't told you lately, I love you.

Picture update

Husband downloaded some pictures (finally-sheesh) so I thought I'd post some to share.

Here is the pot roast that I successfully made

And the cinnamon rolls

One slow Sunday afternoon we had this floating in our backyard

Here are the pretty flowers that I planted in the front of the house and had to yank out of the ground to plant the tulip bulbs. That was a little more difficult than I thought it was going to be. They were doing so well!

One weekend we ventured out to a MN Apple Orchard. It was such a great warm fall day. Sunny and 75. The fall colors on the tree's were amazing. Everything was perfect minus the ladybug community that decided to reproduce in large quantities and bite. Not cool.

That same weekend, French Kitty went out on the deck, forgot where the door was, and tried to get back in thru the window.

You can always check out my flickr! photos. I try and update that site as well. Just click on What is this? on the badge to the left and then click on Super8080 to see some fun photos.

Later gators.

Ah screw it

Here are the WOM selections for August and September (husband has yet to download my ultra cool pictures from the camera to the computer and I'm afraid if I wait any longer I'll completely space which one's I want to talk about and have a 2 year old esk melt down)(why don't I just download them myself you ask? because husband is a computer engineer and I would undoubtedly screw something up if I tried it myself):
Smoking Loon. It is deeeeeelious. We had an endless supply up at our Madden's weekend vacation. I had the Merlot (weird, I know but it was good) and the Chardonnay. Worried that this brand was exclusive to the resort, we stocked up while we were there thinking that 12 bucks wasn't so bad for yummy wine. Well low and behold the next time I was cruising around Sam's Club I found they had it there. For 6 bucks. *sigh*
I know we are already into October (what the fuck) so I try and be more on the ball with these things.
Drink up sisters.
Chow!

TIHLSWLS

• I have mad plumbing skillz.
• I have the best kid on the planet.
• Acquiring phone paparazzi talent is not difficult when you work 2 blocks from the Vikings training center.
• I also have no idea why I care so much.
• Me and husband speak the same love language.
• Super Kid has obtained husbands fashion sense.
• Customizing the Google homepage was way more fun than I thought it was going to be.
• Doing this at work is a no-no.
• I don't understand Facebook.
• I can't keep track of all my 'I'm sure I'll remember that' user names and passwords.
• Tom Brady is nursing a major boo-boo.
• I wish I was that boo-boo.
• I mega heart Tom Brady.
• I mega hate pollen.
• My feet stink, like real bad.

WOM for August

Ooo-la-la friends it's an exciting morning already!

First, I worked my tail off at the mini mall gym AND I get to inform all you lucky's about Augusts' WOM.

Since I know you value my opinion so much, here is my selection:

This is Pacific Peak Chardonnay. It is full of acidity pleasures. It is on the tart side. Oh the joys of drinking this wine are endless. But I'll let you in on a secret: Where I'm from, it's only 4 bucks! Heeheheheeeheheee How tickled was I when I decided to go out on a limb and grab the prettiest bottle from the very bottom shelf and it proved to be an excellent choice?!?!?!!?

Ok, so maybe I'm over exaggerating my excitement here, but when you find a good wine that is cheap, how can you go wrong, it's practically a no brainer.

So run along friends and go get yourself a bottle, you deserve it, after all, you just read my entire blog posting, that's punishment enough.