{1 Month Old}

One Month Old 

In her first month H has grown 2 inches (she is now 21 1/2 inches long) and gained 1lb 4oz (she was 7lbs 7oz at her 1 month checkup).

Things she likes:

• snuggles with mommy and daddy - or anyone that will snuggle her, really
• sleeping with mom - much to mom's dismay
• her sucky - sometimes, unless it's the times where it makes her gag
• her bounce chair - she JUST decided she likes this today!! 
• her snuggli - because it means she doesn't get put down
• eating - now that we found good bottles/formula
• storytime in the rocking chair

Things she doesn't like:

• her swing
• her sucky - sometimes, unless it's the times where she does like it
• sleeping in her own bed - ever
• being put down - ever
• her carseat - unless she's sleeping, then it's ok
• ovol - gas or not, she will not swallow it
• boobs - at least not mine, sigh
• loud noises - like gunshots and her dad cursing at the TV
• cold hands - I have reeeally bad circulation, I'm sorry baby!

This month has flown by so quickly (and yes, I know a month was 3 days ago but I'm a little behind) I don't even know where the time has gone. Christmas was fabulous, and H got SO spoiled. I did too, actually. We had nice visits with all the family but I am so glad it's over! Next year is going to be so much fun as she will be old enough to rip open her presents and laugh and smile... oh, speaking of smiles... we know how to do that now.. I caught the tail end of it on camera on the 27th. Just 1 day over a month old - enjoy! 

God she's cute! 

I'll try to post more frequently from now on - I know I've said that before and I swear I mean to do it every time.. but this time I mean it! 

{Baby H Has Arrived!}

November 26th, 2010 at 12:48am, our lives changed forever. 

Baby H was born nearly 3 weeks early but is perfect in every way.

She's itty bitty, weighing in at only 6lbs 3 oz and 19 1/2 inches long. 

I now believe in love at first sight.

{Aaaaaah-Choooo}

Currently I have a cold... one of my symptoms being sneezing.
Today I vacuumed drywall dust up... the sneezing got worse.
Sneezing with sciatica is worse than being hit by a speeding school bus.

Incase you're confused, here's a visual:

1. Sneeze.
2. Yelp in pain.
3. Cry a little.
4. Pee a little.

I may officially be the bitchiest woman in the world. 

{Bad Baby Dragon!}

Ugh. The last 24 hours have been pretty lame. I'll make a long story short and skip the gory details but here's a quick update:

I went to the doctor's yesterday morning for my weekly appointment.

Weight: down from 2 weeks ago but doc said that can be normal in the last weeks.
Tummy: still measuring 3 weeks (33weeks instead of 36) behind but it's consistent with how it's always been my entire pregnancy so that's not an issue either.
Blood Pressure: excellent - as per usual.
Heartbeat: roughly 70 bmp.. regularly between 140-155 bmp... not ideal and definitely cause for concern.
Cervix: 1cm dilated, soft and 70% effaced.
Post-check bleeding: Lots.. unusual and also not ideal - cause for concern.

Basically, baby's heart rate was super low and I started bleeding rather significantly so I was told to go immediately to L&D at the hospital. Upon arrival I was hooked up to machines, monitored, had my vitals and blood taken and all was fine. Her heart rate went back up to normal and stayed that way. No explanation as to why it was so low in the first place. They kept me overnight because of my bleeding and wanted it to stop before they let me go home. It's still slightly there but not enough for them to keep me longer so back home I am.
I'm very crampy and uncomfortable so I have my fingers crossed that this baby will soon be here. I know it's wishful thinking as I now have basically nothing to help me progress - I can't walk because of my sciatic nerve, and I've been banished from sex.. awesome. I'm going to be pregnant forever at this rate!!!

Now onto the fun stuff.. or not (?)..
Maternity was full when we arrived. Babies were just born and some were on their way..
One of my besties, R, brought me homemade cookies and we sat and visited. While visiting a lady started SCREAMING in agony. She was moaning, grunting, yelling, squealing.. it was pretty terrifying. We got the pleasure of listening to her give birth for about 25 minutes and then, after one more big scream, there was a little scream... her baby ! I almost cried.. it was so cute. Brand.new.baby.cry. <3 LOVE it.

As awesome as it was to hear that first cry - I officially do not want to give birth. Ever.

Is it too late to back out now? ha.

{10 Things}

10 things I have learned from being pregnant... 

1. People think it's okay to ask you personal questions they would not normally ask you. ie: how much weight have you gained? have your boobs grown? how's your love life? (you get the drift..)
2. Apparently it's okay for random strangers to rub your belly whenever they please and without any notice at all.
3. If you look young, old people assume you are. This automatically means you are a single, pregnant teenager who is using their tax dollars in the form of your welfare cheque. They will give you dirty looks and some may even say rude things to you. (Hey lady, just because you were born in the 1800's doesn't give you the right to judge me - and for the record, I'M MARRIED and I work for my money.. or at least my husband does!!).
4. You will hear TERRIBLE labor & delivery stories from anyone who has one. I'm not sure why it's necessary to tell a woman who is 9 months pregnant that after a 45 hour labor you had to have an emergency c-section, your baby wasn't breathing, and you ended up needing a blood transfusion. I guess it's justified as long as you end the story with "but that's just my story, I'm sure your labor will be much easier"... thanks for the reassurance, Asshole.
5. Epidural vs. Natural. BIG topic. People will push their opinions on you and judge you for what you plan to do. If they've had an epidural they would "highly recommend it" and "are so glad they got it" or tell you that "it made recovery a breeze!"... if they went natural then they would "highly recommend it" and "are so glad they didn't get an epidural" or they'll tell you that "the recovery was so easy". Thanks for your input but I will do what I need to do when it comes down to it. 
6. Most of the time you will have to pee a lot and it will feel like you spend half your day in the bathroom. Having said that, sometimes you will pee a little... in your pants. 
7. Acid reflux, indigestion and heartburn... that is all.
8. Hormones are fucked. You will feel like a crazy person, you will do crazy things and be well aware that you are acting irrational and crazy, but that doesn't matter. If somebody points out that you're acting like a crazy person, you will go crazier. You will cry.. randomly and sometimes for no reason at all. 
9. You will worry - constantly and about everything. Is the baby moving too much? Why isn't she moving? Yes, I haven't gained much weight.. should I be gaining more? Is that cramp normal? What if somethings wrong with her? When will she arrive? Will I be a good mom? Is my back suppose to hurt this much? Why isn't my back hurting today? Basically, I've come to the conclusion that I will worry about this little girl for the rest of my life and I'm okay with that. 
10. Pregnancy dreams are RIDICULOUS.

BUT...Even with the weight gain, swollen ankels, leaking breasts, weak bladder, sore back, restless legs, achey sides, bruised ribs, heartburn, indigestion, lack of sleep, acid reflux, stupid hormones, crying fits, sciatica, weird dreams, endless bathroom breaks, invasive doctor visits, constant worrying, ignorant comments, and endless opinions - you know it will all be worth it in the end. 

27 days to go... C'mon, babygirl!

{Operation Eviction}

I'm 36 weeks today. That means I have less than a month left.. 28 days - to be exact. I've decided that it's time to get this baby out. I've also decided that I will be blogging more from now on, I want to get back into it and now is as good a time as any. I apologize in advance for what will seem like one complaint after another until this baby comes out... I annoy myself these days so I can only imagine how annoyed of me everyone else is!!

So as I said, it's time to get this baby out - Operation Eviction has officially begun.

Let me explain. At 37 weeks you are considered full term, being 36 weeks I'm confident that this baby will not come before next week so it's safe to say that I will now begin doing everything in my power to make her hate it in there and force her little body out for hugs and kisses. I went shopping yesterday and bought the last of the things I needed for my hospital bag... breast pads - as if my boobs could leak more than they do already, some vitamin D drops - because apparently babies need those while breastfeeding, and pads (ugh!) - because as I'm told, I'll need those for weeks post-delivery. I also got some Evening Primrose Oil (EPO) because apparently it plays a wonderful roll in "prepping your cervix".

I got home, sterilized bottle nipples and pacifiers.. picked out a couple outfits for The Dragon, and packed a good portion of our "hospital bag". I feel like I overpacked (and I probably did) but at least I know I'll have everything I need! I then climbed into bed and proceeded to force 2 capsules of EPO up my who-ha in hopes that the cervix softening will begin (don't act like you're not excited!!)

They say the stuff in the capsules helps your body to produce prostaglandin, which is the chemical that helps to soften your cervix. This will not bring on contractions but will assist in getting you ready for labor (apparently). Fingers crossed it works!

On Thursday I have a doctors appointment. Starting now I have to go in every week - which is exciting! I've been informed that at this weeks appointment I will be getting checked! I'm pretty excited about this but I can say for sure that if she tells me that the whole "dilating" process hasn't begun, I am going to cry. I want soooo badly for her to say something a long the lines of "your 1cm dilated and 50% effaced.. labour is juust around the corner!"

Wishful thinking I know, but hey, a girl can dream.

(keep your fingers crossed for me!)

{Growing}

Wow, apparently I've forgotten how to blog... I apologize for my absence but I don't really have any excuse. I think the last time I wrote was about my belly button - or lack thereof. Currently, my belly button is still missing and so are my feet, and my vagina. I have a hard time putting my shoes on or bending down to pick things up off the ground. My back hurts, my sides hurt, my legs hurt.. I'm pretty much a walking complaint.

I am over being pregnant.

I'm 29 weeks tomorrow which means that I only have (roughly) 11 weeks to go, however I don't know if I can make it. I envy those people who say then enjoy being pregnant. I like it from about week 16 until about 3 weeks ago.. I swear I did.. but it's gone downhill quickly since then. Don't get me wrong - I still LOVE feeling baby wiggles (even if they are in my ribs) and kicks and rolls.. but I think they'd be so much more loved if they were outside of me :P

Now don't take all this too literally, I actually don't want her (yes I said her.. I guess I forgot to mention It's a GIRL!) to continue baking in there as long as she can. I don't mind suffering through all of this discomfort for as long as I need to just to make sure my babygirl is happy and healthy when she decides to come into this world - lets just hope that she decides to come early ;)

{Oh Hello, Nice to Meet You}

I just wanted to do a shout-out to the newest addition of my pregnancy body.

You are a little bit weird.. and I've never really seen this side of you.

I've been noticing you sneak up on me for awhile but lately you've really made your change noticeable.

Although I do think you're a little bit cute, I hope you go away when the dragon comes out...

It's nice to meet you but my old belly button was cuter!

{Blonde Moment vs. Prego Moment}

So being a blonde I've obviously heard every blonde joke in the book - people feel it is their duty to tell them to you (I still haven't quite figured out why?).

Now that I'm pregnant people keep telling me about "Prego Brain"... I must admit, I'm intrigued. Does this now mean I can take my Blonde Moments and blame them on Prego Brain?! If so, are you ready for Prego Moment #1?

C and I are in Visions buying our Anniversary presents to each other (more about that later) and we had to fill out our information in the system. The lady asks, "Can I get your last name?" I reply, "His, or mine?" .... seriously D... you're buying ANNIVERSARY PRESENTS.. you have been married for just shy of an entire year, YOU HAVE THE SAME LAST NAME!!!!

{I'm Pregnant}

I had my first ultrasound today... It was unbelievable. There is aaactually a baby in my belly, who woulda thought!? I feel so relieved... like I can finally stop worrying (although I know I never will). Baby dragon was moving around lots. He kept chomping at us - opening and closing his mouth. C loved that part, he was laughing and actually said "He looks like a dragon!" (the tech laughed). I was so happy to see his little body up there on that screen, I could barely take my eyes off of it. When the tech finally let us hear his heartbeat I cried. It felt like I'd been waiting forever to hear those little babybeats. I have never heard anything more amazing.

I guess even though I've known for months, it's actually real now.

Oh my god... I'm Pregnant.

*[we do not know the sex.. we just say he because we think he's a boy and I don't like to call him "it".]

{Oh Fudge}

5 Reasons Baby Dragon Needs to Stay Put 'til December:

[aside from the real reason - like growing]

1. Sleep is my friend

2. A friend told me her daughter hit her in the face with a remote - I asked if she hit her back (her daughter is 1)

3. The same friend told me her son was being a brat - I suggested locking him in the closet

4. I swear too much

and last but certainly not least....

5. I forget to feed the cat - all the time

I wonder how long it will take me to start using the word fudge?

{Ice Cream & Pickles Are So Last Year}

Saturday nights dinner:

Cucumber slices and Mr. Noodles

Last nights dinner:

Corn on the cob & greek salad

Tonight's dinner:

Ham & Cheese sandwiches for an appy. Main course - baked potatoes with sour cream!

Random? I'm aware.

Good for me? Probably not.

Necessary? Very!

For some reason, lately I cannot decide on what to make for dinner. I get my mind set on one thing and that's all I want (ie: corn on the cob, baked potatoes, etc.). Luckily I eat healthy throughout the day and have a balanced breakfast and lunch so I know I'm getting the nutrients I need and I suppose it could be worse.. I could be having ice cream and pickles for dinner, right? But I do worry about C. I feel bad that he's having to eat these random things because that's just what I make and he really has no say. I know he's quite capable of making his own dinner, and sometimes he will, but usually he just eats what I make and doesn't make a fuss. He's a good sport that husband of mine.. perhaps I'll keep him around - and feed him vitamins!

{Dragon Ears}

As I sit on the couch, bored out of my mind, watching C play videogames I start thinking about our baby's ears. They say babies are often soothed by mom's voice because they hear her speak daily, or by whatever music you may put up to your belly, that's kinda cool!! Then a thought occurs to me...

Will Baby Dragon ever be able to sleep without gunshots and explosions in the background?

I wonder if those things you attach to the crib that make lullaby noises come with the soothing noises of "World War 2" and "The Wild West Shootout".

Just a thought.

{Could Somebody Find My Dignity?}

Dear Baby Dragon,

You better appreciate this.

1. Wake up at 630 am (after not sleeping all night because your bladder is the size of a sunflower seed) because you're so nervous/worried/anxious for your doctors appointment.
2. Get ready for the day, pack your school stuff and head for the bus - in the rain
3. Get to the doctors 10minutes early for your appointment..
4. Pee in a cup
5. Weigh yourself - wonderful, up 2lbs. ugh.
6. Undress and put on hospital gown, lay down on table and wait (for the doctor, and your husband who is MIA).
7. Husband arrives - still waiting for doctor.
8. Doctor arrives - an hour after you've been nearly nakid on her table.
9. Doctor listens for heartbeat - no heartbeat. Baby Dragon, you're a brat already.
10. Convince doctor that you need an ultrasound to make sure there is actually a baby in there.. doctor agrees.
11. Get your oh-so-sore boobs molested by doctor - not ideal.
12. Stir-ups out, legs up... Cold metal in.. Ugh.
13. Swabs, fingers, and the kitchen sink - also in.
14. Good news: "Your ovaries are where they are supposed to be and your uterus is growing nicely!" - Awesome!
15. Check for ridges that the baby could get caught on when coming out..... Ridges?? WTF!.. and OW! (no ridges!)
16. All done! Any Questions?

....Only one: Could somebody find my dignity?

{You Are What You Incubate}

So, I came across a blog I love... The woman who writes it has definitely been through some tough times. She's currently pregnant and today I read a post she wrote a while back and I laughed so hard, she titled it "You are what you Incubate" and this is what she said:

"I'm cranky. I'm tired. I have to eat all the time. I'm gassy. I burp constantly. I spit up and vomit. I can't sleep through the night. I cry a lot. Loud noises scare me. I'm happiest swaddled in blankets.

Oh my God. I'm acting exactly... like... a baby."

I'm stealing this from her (but definitely giving her credit so check out her site here.) because I couldn't have said it better myself. I am most definitely having an out of body experience thus far.. pregnancy is.. weird. Something new happens everyday and I'm really beginning to enjoy it. Here's to hoping the 2nd trimester is 1000x better than the first!

{Are You Positive?!}

I know it's been far too long since I posted but since finding out I was pregnant I haven't really had anything to write...

I was trying to keep it quiet for as long as I could due to that whole superstitious, "3 month" rule. You know the one.. "wait until you're 12 weeks along before you tell people because then your chances of miscarriage aren't as high"... well turns out that's easier said than done, not to mention it's not very reassuring. I guess I was reluctant to blog at all because I felt like a liar... I go about my day as if nothing is new, and I'm feeling great (which I most definitely am NOT) when in reality I'm going through the most exciting thing that's ever happened to me. Blogging about school or the weather, or even my weekend seemed so... insignificant in comparison.

So here's an update of the past 2 months:

We found out when I was nearly 5 weeks along (I'll be 12 weeks on Sunday). I had been feeling weird, like something was up, and then after missing my period I pretty much had no doubts. It took me about 2 days to get up the courage to actually pee on the stick (see picture.. the picture I SWORE I would never take because I thought it was silly..) that was sitting in my bathroom but when I finally did, that little blue line showed up dark and instantly - none of that "wait up to 3 minute" BS here. Initially I was freaking out and C was excited, then we seemed to switch rolls and he began freaking out while I became excited (we are now both very excited, though we also freak out at times!). Becoming pregnant was something we'd speak about often, though we had full intentions of waiting until I finished school, we moved home, and I worked for awhile first. I guess things don't always go as planned!

We made the mistake of telling our parents right away. I mean, obviously we wanted to tell sooomebody and logically they were the first on our list so we called them up, told them they were going to be grandparents and then asked them not to tell anyone. Turns out they were nearly as excited as us and their excitement took over so keeping it to themselves didn't last long - at all. I had posts on my facebook that luckily I caught, and deleted, before anyone noticed (I think??), texts to my phone, and messages in my inbox before a week had passed. Ahh, gossip!!

Many people say that pregnancy is a beautiful, wonderful, amazing experience and while I totally understand that the thought of it might be just that, I've been a complete mess. I cry over sad commercials, happy commercials.. anything really. I am the creeper that stares at pregnant women and babies.. (haha!!). I eat more than I've ever imagined humanly possible.. and yet, I'm always hungry, I truly think I could stay in bed for days on end as I've never been more tired in my life, and best of all.. I feel like I have the 24 hour flu... ALL DAY, EVERY DAY.

Aside from these things I'm totally enjoying the idea that there is a little bean inside of me growing away. I'm completely responsible (aside from things out of my control) for making sure that s/he grows and develops properly and that's an amazing feeling. So I guess what I'm saying is that I love the fact that I'm pregnant, I hate the "side effects" of said pregnancy. I'm beginning to feel very sorry for C because he has to deal with me and my hormone induced freak-outs, breakdowns, cravings, and all around craziness.. not to mention, sometimes I'm a complete bitch for no apparent reason. I really can't control it, I promise!

Instead of calling my belly "baby" or "it" or something like that, we call it "Baby Dragon". I had a dream a few weeks back that I went for a doctors appointment and they told me during the ultrasound that I was having a dragon... I guess it kind of stuck.

Now that the news is out it's a little more real feeling. We're so thankful for all of the well wishes, and congratulations we've received but it would take me hours to reply individually so THANK YOU!

So now what? I guess we wait... 6 more months until we get to meet baby dragon. Is it crazy that I already love him? (ps.. I think it's a boy!)

{F-YOU, MOTHER NATURE}

First off, I must yell with extreme excitement and a 5 year old squeeel...

99 DAYS LEFT UNTIL SCHOLASTIC FREEDOM!!!!

(Fiiiinally we're down to the double digits.. only 1 day less than a hundred and somehow it sounds so much shorter!)

Other than school, I've been fairly busy since I last posted.. I went to a Tim McGraw concert with my friend T from Victoria. Her fiance bought her two tickets and he decided he didn't want to go so he picked ME to give them to! The concert was BEYOND amazing.. I love Tim more than anything and even though I enjoy me some Top 40, I'm a country girl at heart.

It was one of my best friends birthdays on the same night as the concert so unfortunately I missed her Bday dinner, however, we did do some celebrating on Saturday night. We had a girls night and got all dressed up and went dancing. R's bdays are usually out of control and though we kept it pretty PG this year, we still had a great time full of laughs... oh so many laughs! My feet are still hurting from wearing heels and dancing the night away but it's all worth it to get in some good quality time with my besties. We don't get to do that enough now that boys are in our lives so it was a nice change that I hope we won't wait so long to do again. Love you ladies.

In regards to the photo shoot I did a couple weekends ago, I've seen a couple pictures and love them. C's been bugging me daily, asking if there is any more new ones and pestering me about why J isn't done editing them yet.. I keep telling him good things come to those who wait... truthfully, I hate waiting too so I really don't blame him!! haha I do know that they will be fabulous though so at least I don't have to worry while I wait. The few pictures I have seen are on J's site if you want to check them out, as well as perhaps book yourself a shoot ;) ?? You know you waaaannnaaa.

"April showers bring May flowers"

This is something I've come to terms with. Residing on the West Coast, we see our fair share of rain.. and yes, it does bring beautiful flowers. I could care less normally, well that's not exactly true, I wish for sun and summer on a daily basis.. but I guess that's not what I'm getting at. Right now, C and I have plans to go to Peachland for Easter to see the fam. The problem with this rain in the city is that it equals snow in the mountains. Snow in the mountains equals a snow covered Coqu. and a snow covered Coqu. means that C and I will be unable to make it from point A, to point B. I guess it's not really that big a deal because we can go the other way and head home to PR to see the other side of the fam, however, I was.. and AM, really looking forward to it. I guess all I can do is keep my fingers crossed that the next couple days will bring sunshine and warmth to the mountains. My sister said she'd do the sun dance.. perhaps that will work but in the meantime I've been yelling at Mother Nature because she's ruining my life. So, as I hold my middle fingers up and say "F-YOU, MOTHER NATURE", I really hope she listens.

{Picture Perfect}

Last Thursday J asked me if I would be willing to do a Boudoir photo shoot with her to add to her portfolio. I've been photographed by her before (I gave C the pics for a wedding present) so, obviously, I jumped at the opportunity to experience this type of shoot again.

Boudoir photography is an absolutely amazing experience and if you haven't done it before, I would highly recommend it (and I would hiiighly recommend J, too!). In today's world there is far too much pressure to be perfect and though a lot of people are confident enough to be comfortable in their own skin and with their own bodies, it's really easy to fall into the media trap and feel less than fabulous about yourself because you aren't a size 1. We all have times of weakness where we feel our thighs are too big, or our tummies to flabby. We all have moments where we hate that scar that gives us character and would do just about anything to get rid of the birthmark on our arm but it's these moments that make us human.

The first time I did this type of shoot I was slightly nervous because I figured all of my insecurities, the things I hated about myself, would shine through... I've never been more wrong. J is fabulous, she makes you feel so comfortable with yourself, constantly tell you how beautiful you look and how hot and sexy that you are (without being creepy, of course!). She gives fabulous instruction so there is never a moment of awkwardness... and if there is, all you do is laugh it off!

I honestly don't have 1 bad thing to say about either of my experiences with Boudoir photos and I would do them again and again. The feeling you get when you finally see your pictures is amazing. You've waited and anticipated what they'd look like for what feels like an eternity (while they're edited and such) and then when you get that message that says "they're done!" you get so excited. Looking at yourself you see what your other half sees, or what your parents have been telling you your entire life. You see everything you thought you were not. You're sexy, beautiful, and as perfect as any of those girls in the magazines. Sure, you could pick each picture apart and probably find something that you didn't like, but you don't, because the feeling of seeing yourself look that amazing makes you feel too great to care about everything else.

Along with the Boudoir photos, J asked C and I if we would like to do a couples shoot so off we went to hit up the alleys and streets of downtown. I'm excited to see how these turned out too, J had some pretty cool ideas and it was a beautiful day! If you are interested, J will be moving to the lower mainland in October and does many types of photography so check out her site at http://www.jenwilliamsphoto.com/blog/ !

On a different note, S & B asked us to be Godparents to their daughter, Miss A (and of course we said yes!). We don't have children yet but I can only imagine how big a decision that must have been to decide who you would want your child(ren) living with if something (lord forbid) was to happen to you. We both feel completely honoured that they have chosen us.

{A Few of My Favourite Things}

1. Good morning snuggles & "see you later" kisses. 2. My cat that thinks she's a dog. 3. Sunday morning breakfast @ the neighbourhood pub, because, "it's our thing". 4. Coffee dates & girl talk. 5. Visits with family&friends. 6. My cabin, rain or shine. 7. Girl's Night Out. 8. Back tickles. 9. Fresh Tulips. 10. Christmas Eve dinner.

{2 Short Days}

Tomorrow is Monday and we all know what that means... back to reality. I pretty much live for the weekend. I have a love hate relationship with school.. I love what I'm taking and I'm super excited to start my career, however, I hate actually going there. There is only 115 days left and believe me, they cannot pass quick enough. I am beginning to see the light though, I mean.. it seems like only yesterday it was Christmas and I was halfway done, now it's already March and the end is merely around the corner-- even if it is a big corner! Basically what I'm getting at is that each weekend means there is 1 less week to go, and it also means I get a break. It gives me time to clean my house, do our laundry, grocery shop... I even get to sleep in and stay in my PJ's all day. Usually I bug C to take me out somewhere to do something because I feel like we shouldn't waste our opportunity to spend time together but lately I'm realizing that I quite enjoy our lazy weekends where we barely leave the house. We play video games, watch movies, cook meals, nap. It's quite relaxing. The unfortunate part of it is that it never lasts longer than 2 days... my 2 days is almost up and that means that tomorrow brings the start of another long week... On the bright side, next weekend means 1 less week of school...

{The Good Die Young}

R.J.B

"The Good Die Young"

I had the pleasure of knowing R for many years. He had a laugh and a smile that could light up any room. He will be missed greatly by so many people... If nothing else, we can rest assured that B will always be safe because her daddy is watching over her day and night. My condolences go out to his family. xo

Rest in Peace hun, you will not be forgotten.

{Happy 25th Birthday, Husby}

Just stopping in to wish my fabulous husband a Happy 25th Birthday! I hope your day is amazing and that the cake I baked is edible!

{A Week Later & I'm Still Laughing...}

It's been exactly 1 week since one of the most random and hilarious things happened to me. 1 week and even just thinking about it still makes me giggle..

Right now I have school Monday to Friday but on Mondays and Wednesdays I have evening classes that don't start until 5. Last Wednesday I ventured downtown to M's house to have my hair coloured and on my way I stopped at Starbucks to pick up a couple tea mistos for us. The Starbucks I stopped at is about 50 steps from M's door so I grabbed the 2 drinks and headed for her buzzer. I buzzed and she let me in. Unfortunately I hadn't charged my cellphone the night before so on my trip down it had died and having only been to M's house a couple times, I couldn't remember which floor she lived on. I tried my luck for floor 19 but nope, wasn't her, so back down I went. I went back outside, buzzed her again and then dropped one of my drinks on the stairs outside her condo. I swore a little in my head, picked up my garbage, wiped off my sweater and went back into the lobby. I figured if I just waited there long enough she would wonder where I was and come down to get me. While waiting a older man came around the corner and asked my if "that" was mine (pointing at the spilled tea outside the door)? I said it was and explained that I had dropped it. He proceeded to ask me in a rude and grumpy way, why I had dropped it, which instantly made me angry because it was the stupidest question I'd ever heard, so I replied with "well I enjoy spending $5 on a drink from Starbucks just so I can go around and dump it out on peoples stairs, why do you think I dropped it, it was clearly an accident!". He didn't seem to get the sarcasm and asked again, why I had dropped it and HOW it had happened. Again, annoyed, I told him that it had slipped out of my hand when I was using the buzzer. He threw his hands in the air and yelled "OH MY GOODNESS" and walked away. Both annoyed and yet, slightly amused, I laughed to myself and prayed that M was on her way to find me. Next thing I know, the man is back... and he's brought ANOTHER man!! He marches over to me, asks again if that mess was mine, talks to his friend in another language, points angrily at me, then storms over to me again. Just as he's about to say something the elevator dings and the door opens, there is M. Saved by the bell. The man demands to know if "i'm her friend", she says yes, he storms away and off we go. Wtf. I cannot believe that happened to me. I know it sucks that I spilt the tea and he was obviously in charge of cleaning up around the place but seriously, did he really think I did it on purpose? I was looking forward to that drink!!! Anyways, I figured I'd share that because I personally think it's hilarious. Enjoy!

{The Bank of C}

So as I've stated before, I'm currently unemployed. In one breath I love it (!), I have time to work on my schooling (if I wanted to.. ha), I get to see C when he's not at work, and my house is always clean (most of the time). Another benefit is that I'm generally always available. If a friend wants to hang out, or there is a spontaneous outing.. well, I'm there! Sounds great right? Well it's really not as good as it seems. I mean, sure I'm available for every opportunity that comes my way but that doesn't mean I can afford to take part.

We're a young married couple doing it on our own, which I love, but there isn't 5 minutes that goes by where I don't wish I was done school and working my butt off. Having said that, C is absolutely amazing. He works full time and supports both of us and I cannot be more appreciative of him for that. He is constantly telling me to go shopping if I feel the need, or to go for lunch with my girlfriends if I want. He even comes home with things like my Wii because "I wanted it" (and I do love it!).. again, sounds great right? Yah, maybe if I had no conscience. I always feel guilty. I've talked before about how now that we're married "what's mine is yours" and now that he's been supporting us for the past 3 months, I'm learning to be a little more OK with that but sometimes it still gets me down. I definitely don't think that C thinks any less of me because I don't work, and I know that there may be circumstances in the future that require me to support us financially for a while so I try not to let it get to me. The bank of C allows us to live happily. We always have food in our fridge and gas in the car.. and much to my dismay, cancer sticks still hang out of C's mouth (although I'm certain those come before food anyways!). We can even afford to go out on the weekend and have dinner or watch a movie but unfortunately shopping is not high on the list of priorities. I'm okay with that 90% of the time but lately it's driving me crazy hahah Yah, this whole post was leading up to my unbelievable desire to hit the mall. So, because I cannot shop I'm going to make a list of 10 things I would buy if $5000 suddenly landed in my wallet:

1. New Lulu's - Mine are currently getting a hole in the upper thigh and the thought of not having them in my wardrobe makes me very sad.
2. A Camera - Like a really good one.. one that will make my amateur photography skills look amazing.
3. A BBQ - Summer is slowly beginning to show it's beeeeautiful face and I want nothing more than to have steaks on the BBQ.. and chicken.. and burgers.. and corn on the cob.. pretty much anything that can be cooked tastes better on the Q!
4. My Wisdom Teeth - I guess this is backwards.. I wouldn't pay to get them, I would pay to get RID of them! Those fuckers are starting to kill me... now if only the Dentist (whom I hate in the beginning) didn't cost more than my home's contents.
5. A Cat Condo - Poor bebe Charlie's scratch post is broken. It has been for awhile and it look so sad in our corner. The poor kid (ha!) loves that thing and I would love to buy her a new one; a big huge one. Those things are like $200, wtf!
6. An amp and subs - This one's for C. He loves his car and he loves it even more when it shakes the road when he drives by. His old Amp is broken and his subs really aren't that good so I would love for him to have new ones..plus, secretly I love a lil bass in my life (and even more, I love his smile)
7. Bathing Suits - yes, plural. Victoria's Secret here I come!
8. Photoshop for my Mac - to go with my new camera, of course!
9. Summer Clothes - not because I don't have any, just because I'd like some new ones.
10. and last but not least.. tickets to take my hubby to the Canada Gold Medal Game (I'm pretty confident!) Go Red and White!

My list was rather selfish, I'm aware. All wants, really no needs and basically all about me. The saddest part about it is that if I actually ended up with $5000 in my wallet there is no way I would buy even half of those things. I'm too logical and realistic for that so into our savings it would go.. a girl can dream though, right?

{Olympic City Spirit}

As everyone knows, Vancouver is hosting the 2010 Olympics and doing a pretty good job of it, I'd say. I know our snow conditions aren't the greatest but who could predict we'd end up with the warmest winter we've had in years? It's soooo beautiful out there so I guess if nothing else we can show the world why we are known as "The Sunshine Coast".

I had the opportunity to head downtown this weekend with C. We walked around and took in the THOUSANDS of people that are.. well, everywhere! We had some drinks, met up with some friends and all in all we had a pretty good time. I have to admit, it took me awhile to get in the spirit of things though. At first I wasn't allowing myself to see the good and was slightly annoyed at how much traffic and people these events were going to bring. I was grumpy about how much longer my commutes were taking and how busy everywhere I went was. After watching the Opening Ceremonies and seeing the Canadian spirit that is here in Vancouver, I couldn't help but jump on board. I am so proud to be Canadian, especially during this once in a lifetime chance to have the Olympics hosted in my very own city. I will continue to cheer loud for Canada through these games -- even if it does take me a little longer to get to school !

--- GO CANADA GO ---

{Talent I Wish I Had}

I got married last July and as a present to my husband I got boudoir photos taken. The amazing photographer, Jen Williams, that did my shots is entered into a contest to win free advertising and I figured I'd try and help her out. If it's not too much to ask, head to http://www.weddingchicks.com/vote/24088/24088/ and vote for her! While you're there you can check out her site. She does fabulous boudoir, wedding, and engagement photography. Jen is currently based out of Albert but will be moving to the most beautiful Sunshine Coast at the end of this year. C'mon guys, lets help her out!

{Stupid Boys}

By S and D

Husbands/Boyfriends are stupid.

Animal crackers are fantastic.

May as well sleep...

Life rebates, $25, 90 days full refund. baha.

Fuck Wal-Mart.

Ugh.

and then... there was Duty.

{So Fresh & So Clean}

C's came home from work not feeling well today. He went for a nap at 6 and I woke him up at 7:30 when dinner was ready. He didn't want to get up so I ate dinner, cleaned up, watch TV, creeped facebook, played Mario, chatted on MSN, googled dream houses.. and dreamed about them.. I then woke him up again because I figured he wouldn't want to sleep ALL evening or he'd have a hard time sleeping through the night. He still didn't want to get up so I watched some more TV, creeped more facebook, chatted a lil more on MSN, shopped on ebay (unsuccessfully, I might add), looked at cars on Craigslist and then decided at 10:30 that I should get on my Wii Fit. I've been dreading it because I knew it was going to yell at me. I was right. "D, it sure is late, shouldn't you be getting ready for bed?" "D, did you know it's been 7 days since your last visit?" "You've gained 2.9lbs, why do you think this has happened?" UGH. So, I did what any woman does when someone tells them they're fat.. I ran my butt off. I "jogged" with my little cat friend while I watched some TV, then I did 30 minutes of Free Step while I watched The Real Housewives of Orange County. I burned 124 calories in 30 minutes and stepped 3498 steps. The Wii told me I was a "Calorie Incinerator". With sweat dripping down my forehead I decided that was exactly what I needed to hear and off to the shower I went. Now I'm so fresh and so clean cozied in bed. I'm going to sleep like a baby!

{Miserable Monday}

So I guess I get a big fat "F" in the blogging department. I wish I could say it's because I've been too busy to write, unfortunately, I just don't have a lot to write about. Let's go back to last week.. Sunday of last week was yet another friends birthday. M decided it was about time we did something new so we went Go-Karting. It was so much fun!!! I had not been go-karting for years and so I was a little bit nervous about it. As soon as we started around the track, all nerves were gone and I had a blast. There was like 8 of us that went and we all wore the "optional" full piece race suits to put us more in the spirit. After go-karting we had a fabulous BBQ at M's place followed by icecream cake, wine and awesome company! Happy 22nd Bday, M!!

The rest of the week was filled with homework. I honestly felt like that's all I did. I was absolutely thrilled when Friday rolled around and my biggest baby sister, B, came for a visit!! It was so nice to see her as I don't get to nearly as much as I would like to. We had some drinks, cooked dinner for C and then played some videogames. C bought me the new Super Mario Brother's for the Wii and I'm SO IN LOVE with it. I know it wasn't the typical rowdy, drunken night with me she's used to but I hope she had as good a night as I did and I cannot wait to see her again soon.

Saturday the In-Laws arrived. They left for Mexico for 2 weeks on Sunday and stayed Saturday night with us. We went to the pub across the road from us, had a great dinner and enjoyed their company. We got up bright and early Sunday morning to drive them to the airport. I grumbled the entire way because I would muuuch rather be going to Mexico with them instead of dropping them off! I do hope they have a fantastic time though.

Today's Monday and the beginning of yet another long week. I have homework, as per usual, that I should be doing right now but I just don't want to. Instead I've spent the last few hours catching up on TV shows I've missed on the internet and chatting with my friends on facebook. I really hope this week is better than last and I have something more exciting to write about. Until then I suppose my posts won't be as often as I had originally planned...

{Homework Sucks}

I just did homework for like 5 hours.. Of course the entire time I was doing it I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open- now I'm wide awake! What's with that?

Homework Sucks, there really isn't much more to it.

{170 and Counting}

It’s been awhile, I know and I’m sorry. I find it hard to blog every night as I’d planned because my life isn’t all that exciting. I do the same things everyday, over and over again.. with a few exceptions of course, like this past weekend! We celebrated one of my bestgirls’ 21st Birthday. It was 10 days belated but we still had so much fun. We all got together at some friends’ house downtown and drank some drinks, ate some food and then went dancing! All in all it turned out to be a pretty fun night with some fabulous people. I have some pretty amazing girlfriends who in turn have some pretty amazing boyfriends so I definitely don’t have many complaints in the “friends department” (aside from the fact that I don’t get to see them nearly as much as I would like to). Here’s a couple pictures I stole off the Pop Opera website. The Birthday Girl looking beautiful as ever in red and her entourage dressed in the B-day Dress Code; Black. My friends are so gorgeous they could wear garbage bags and still look wonderful but I kinda enjoy the heels, hair and makeup!

On a less exciting note, I’ve been feeling really anxious for school to be done lately. I mean, the day I started I was pretty much looking forward to the day it would be over, but at this moment I can barely wait. It’s not because I don’t enjoy it, in fact, I really enjoy the course. I can see myself loving my career in the future but I’d just really like to get on with it already! Maybe it’s because we’re half way through. We’ve started talking a lot about practicum and where and when they will be held and that’s exciting. Maybe it’s because 3/4 of the people in my class are useless and do nothing but waste our time, or maybe it’s the simple fact that I’m homesick and just want to move home already. Regardless of the reason, I just know that I can’t wait for it to be done. Only 170 days left! That’s 4079 hours.. or 244757 minutes. Whichever way you look at it, it’s so close.. and yet, so far. Sigh.

Now for the wii update: I've seen on some other blogs that people are doing something called "McFatty Mondays". I'm not really sure what it's all about but it seems that this is the day these fellow bloggers tell their "followers" and anyone else who wants to listen, how their exercising and weight loss is coming along. They also include their goals for the week to follow. At first I thought it was a little bit silly however, the more I thought about it the more I liked the idea. Having goals is one thing but actually putting them out there for everyone to read is another. I think it gives you more drive to accomplish things when other people know about them. So here it goes.. since I've got my wii fit (11 days ago) I've lost 3lbs. At first the graph was up and down daily 1-3lbs however I realized I needed to start weighing myself at the same time each day and it has steadily gone down each day since I've started doing that. I don't actually see results but I feel amazing! I have so much energy and I am eating super healthy for the mos .... OMG.. C JUST CLIMBED INTO BED WITH A BAG OF POPCORN AND A CAN OF COKE.. HE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!!!!!! Sorry, what was I saying.. right, and I've been eating really healthy for the most part but I'm not being super strict about it because then I'm just going to start hating it and right now I'm enjoying it. So far it's going well and I really hope I can stick to it. Bikini weather will be here before we know it and I'm determined to be ready for it!

Goals for this week:

1. Drink 3-5 bottles of water a day (refilled, not store-bought, that's just bad for the environment!)
2. Work out at least once a day for a minimum of 25 minutes
3. Only have 1 Starbucks tea misto (lol)
4. Eat the grapefruits I bought WITHOUT sugar (sooo hard!) and lastly....
5. Resist this popcorn...... gaaah

{Shh, Don't Tell C!}

Okay, so... As you know C and I have been slightly addicted to our Nintendo Wii. I've been doing the entire yoga section and he's being doing the entire strength training session each night (as well as the games!). Tonight, however, we decided that in reality I was the one who needed the strength training and he was the one who should be doing the yoga. We decided we are going to alternate between strength and yoga every night so that we get all the exercise we need... or at least all that the Wii has to offer us. Tonight we did yoga. I went first and then when I was done C said he could do it better than me... haha.. Here is an audio video of C's first yoga experience. He'd kill me if I actually video'd him so instead I'm just going to let you all listen... Enjoy!

Are you laughing as hard as I was while I taped him? Did you notice that near the end he actually called me a "dirty slut"? Oh boy.

I guess it's safe to say, C + Yoga will continue to be a love/hate relationship.. or perhaps just a hate. The worst part about it is that tomorrow I have to do pushups... FML.

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On a different note... School has decided, without my consent, that it's going to start getting REALLY HARD! Well, truthfully, I think our teacher has decided he no longer wants to teach us and instead he's going to give us crazy tough assignments without any direction whatsoever. If I was the only one having a difficult time right now I would be willing to say perhaps it's just me, unfortunately that's not the case. This past week he's been distracted and "out to lunch" (and that's not just an expression, he's aaalways out of our class getting coffee or making phone-calls) more so than usual. Hopefully he figures his shit out and he realizes that what he's doing isn't working before we all fail... Off to do homework, yay :| !

{If I had a Penis}

Today has been a long day.

I have a migraine, cramps, and tonnes of homework.

My house is too small to go anywhere that's quiet.

All I can hear is gunshots and explosions.

If I had a penis, the first thing I would do is this:

I HATE PLAYSTATION 3 AND ALL OF IT'S GAMES.

*sigh*

{A Wii Bit Distracted}

So apparently posting once a day is probably going to be a bit harder than I'd imagined it would. Week days won't be a problem but when it comes time for weekends, we are here, there and everywhere. C is playing COD right now so I figured I'd take a moment to make up for missing yesterday.

Yesterday morning I had an exam, which is never fun, but the upside to only having exams on Fridays is that as soon as we've finished writing it we're aloud to go home. School started at 8 and I was home before 10; A perfect start to the weekend! S came and picked me up at slightly after 11 and we went and did some shopping. Actually, come to think of it, it was more like hunting. I've been looking for a Wii everywhere, as I'd mentioned before, and I finally found one at Costco last night. S and I made dinner.. well, S did and I helped.. a little bit. Mostly I just played with her daughter, Miss A. We had a crazy dance party in her bedroom as Hannah Montana sang ever so... terribly, in the background. C came straight there after work as he works with S's bf B and we all ate dinner and then we watched the boys play PS3, so fun... ugh.

When C and I got home we set up the Wii and even though I was so tired, we played for a couple hours. Wii Fit is unreal! I was skeptical about it at first but my ass is burning today from lunges and step aerobics so it must be doing something! It's neat to see how many calories each exercise burns and trying to out-do C definitely made me more motivated. So far, I give it an A+.

That brings me to today. We woke up and both decided we should play some more Wii. Played for a couple hours, and then went to the grocery store (my bestie, T is coming for a sleepover tonight and requested salmon for dinner). When we got home R and J stopped by for a visit, we played more Wii and then I prep'd supper so I wouldn't have to do it later. Currently my arms hurt, my legs hurt, and my ass hurts.. good news is, my energy is through the roof!

As the title states, I'm a Wii bit distracted. Ta-ta for now!

{You Can Leave Your Hat On}

Gaaah!! I'm so excited right now. C ended up getting tickets to tonights Canucks game and at first I didn't really want to go because I wasn't feeling all that hot but I sucked it up and went anyways. After we got off the skytrain we had Mr. Tubesteak (of course!) because why would we pay 6$ for a hotdog inside GM Place when we could pay $5 for a smokie outside of it? We got inside and C bought me a T-shirt which I promptly put on - I'm trying to be the wife who's as big a hockey fan as her husband.. I used to find that hard but after tonight, who knows..

The game started off pretty good, within the first 2 minutes we had our first goal. The 2nd period was fairly boring so we purchased some 50/50 tickets and discussed how we were going to spend our $24000. We came up with some really good ideas. C said he'd buy me a car but I reminded him that I had bought the tickets (with the last $10 I owned, may as well go all-in!) so I would buy myself a car and he could just tell everyone he bought it for me..I'm a sweetheart, I know. The 3rd period was awesome. There was fights, blood, and lots of action. Burrows got himself his second hat-trick in 2 games and the crowd went wild. I quickly made sure that C wasn't planning on throwing his brand new hat on the ice and after he assured me he wasn't, we all cheered and cheered. This is the first game I have seen the Canucks win at GM Place and I must say it was awesome to feel the excitement of the crowd. I know Vancouver fans can be quite the "bandwagon jumpers" but let me tell you, when we're winning you wouldn't be able to find a happier group of 18000 people if you tried! Maybe my bad luck is over. C said it's because of my new shirt and that now I have to wear the shirt on every game day and if they lose and I didn't wear it then it's my fault. Now if only there was a way to be as excited about watching the games on TV...

Other than the sports talk I don't have much to say today. I went for coffee with my girlfriend, S, last night. We sat at Starbucks for a good 3 hours discussing everything from shopping to sex (what else does a girl need? Haha! Jokes) and it was nice to sit down and visit without the constant gunshots and swearing in the background.. No, I don't live in a bad neighbourhood but I do have a husband who is sllliiiiggghtly addicted to his PS3- not something I wish to rant about tonight but I'm sure you'll hear about it sooner or later, probably sooner. I enjoy simple things like going for coffee and girl talk because I sometimes find it hard to get in enough time with my friends. This isn't because I don't like to see them but between work and school schedules (mine and theirs) it's hard to find the time. I feel like I shouldn't have to pencil them into my calendar, or be written into theres, simply to have a coffee or watch a movie but it seems these days that's exactly what happens. Every visit is planned out weeks in advance just to make sure it happens. This whole Grown-Up thing is amazing and I love many aspects of it but it's times like these where I just wish I was back in highschool. The good ole days when skipping school and drinking beer at the beach was something spontaneous.. and done daily. Sigh.

Until tomorrow, xo.

{Motivation is Key}

A post a day, that's my goal. So far it's going good but we'll see how long I can keep it up, after all, this is all new to me still! I made some changes to the blog today.. mostly out of boredom- story of my life.

Now that Christmas holidays are over reality calls and I've started looking for a job. Turns out that living off a single income doesn't exactly support my shopping, lunch dates, or $5 Starbucks lattes. Not only that, I hate having to rely on C for everything, especially to pay MY bills. I know, I know, now that we're married "what's mine is yours" regardless, I don't like it and so the job hunt begins. It's been a nice month off but I knew it couldn't last forever. My school hours change on Monday so now I'll be attending class from 12-4:30pm and I'm not impressed about it. These stupid hours will make it even tougher for me to find a new job because I'm going to be limited to evenings. late nights + early mornings are no fun but I only have 7 more months and it's all over... I'll survive.

The Canucks won last night.. 7-3. It's because we didn't end up going. That's right, every game I watch, we lose. I've been to 3 games at GM Place and I'm yet to see them win. The second I turn the game on the TV, or sit down to watch it, the other team gets a goal. I'm bad luck. C ended up giving our tickets to a friend at work yesterday because we were going to be too rushed to get there on time. I was looking forward to it but instead I went on with my initial plans. I cooked the roast (in the slow cooker!), did laundry, and cleaned up around the house. C got home from work and we ate, watched the Canada vs. USA gold medal game. We lost - you can blame me, it was probably my fault. After the game We turned on a movie and I was sleeping by 8pm. No nap=tired D. All in all, it was a relaxing and nice night at home with C.

School today was pretty funny. We've got some rather interesting people in our class. I won't go into too much detail but there is one lady who has had 5 children and didn't know that you urinate and gave birth out of two separate holes, another girl who mutters to herself about everything she does, ie (while opening her water bottle) "yup, I'm just going to have a little sip of this", and multiple people who would scare just about anybody out of getting their blood taken simply by watching them take it. There is a reason I only ever let K take my blood.. most everyone else scares me because they're so terrible. K doesn't even leave bruises and I am so thankful to her for not making me look like a needle addict. Speaking of school, I got a print off of my marks today, all A's and an overall grade of 90%. I guess enjoying what you're doing pays off. It makes me want to continue to the best that I can. Oh, and also, that project that was due today, isn't actually due until tomorrow. Hooray for finally finishing something before the VERY last minute!

I've resisted napping for the past 2 days. I'm hoping that if I make it all week my urge to sleep the afternoon away will be gone. I'm feeling okay today however I did sleep from 8 last night until 7 this morning so it's no surprise I'm not tired. On a brighter note, literally, it's a beautiful day out there and I even had to wear my sunglasses while I walked to the grocery store earlier. I'm hoping that once the weather starts getting warmer C will finally give in to my nagging and start going for walks with me. His excuse right now is that it's too cold out there, I wonder what it will be once it's warm! hehe. But seriously, I need to start exercising more. I've been begging for a Wii so I can get Wii Fit. Unfortunately since Christmas the entire World (okay, maybe not quiiiite) is sold out of the damn things. C says that as soon as we can find one we'll buy it and this makes me happy. Motivation is key and right now I have it, lets hope it sticks around!

{Hockey & Hotdogs}

Okay, so here's the thing.. last night after I signed off I decided to turn on a movie. I knew that I'd watch about 2 minutes of it and fall asleep.. right. After the 2 hour long movie it was 3:30 in the morning and my alarm was set for 6am. I hit the "snooze" button about a thousand times and then when I finally drug my ass out of bed I realized I could barely see because my eyes were so puffy from crying while watching "My Sisters Keeper" only a mere 3 hours prior. C quickly informed me how much he hates that I hit the snooze button so many times and that I am no longer allowed to be in charge of the alarm clock... THANK FUCKING GOD- I hate that thing!

Anyways, as the morning progressed I was already thinking about my afternoon nap and dreading that when I wake up from it I have to write an entire essay project that I've had weeks to do, yet never even started; it's due tomorrow. These thoughts are mixed in with the dilemma of whether I should cook the roast in the slow cooker or the oven. My thoughts were interrupted when C said "be ready when I get home from work, we need to leave right away." Leave for what!? Oh right.. the Canucks game. Well that solves dinner plans.. Mr.Tubesteak it is!

This is actually good news. Not only do I get a lovely "date night" with C (even if it is to a sports game), I had to do my project at school instead of tonight. This means my afternoon is free of everything. No cooking, no homework, just.. well, napping! Oh wait, there's still that laundry... hmm?

ps. I have a feeling I'm going to need some sort of AA for bloggers. I'm already addicted.

{Late Nights, Early Mornings & Naps.. Repeat.}

It's 1:30am on a school night and I should be sleeping. Instead, I've decided to take up blogging. Why am I awake? Because I got home from school at 12:30 this afternoon and, instead of unpacking my suitcase and doing my ever dreaded "Christmas vacation laundry", I had a nap. Not just any nap though.. a four hour nap - because that was so necessary. I woke up from my nap at approximately 5:06. I know this because that's what time I set my alarm for... roughly 9 minutes before C arrives home from work (sneaky right? sshhh, don't tell!). He hates it when I nap because then I can't fall asleep at night. Not falling asleep when I should makes for a terrible morning, a shitty day at school, and then, the one thing I think about from the moment I wake up... a nap! It's a vicious circle really and I tell myself daily that it won't happen tomorrow, unfortunately, it's been going on for months. Having said that, I'm finally beginning to feel as if I could fall asleep. Sweet Dreams, wish me luck tomorrow!