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Dear Neighbor
Jan 23rd
Dear Neighbor,
I would like to take a moment to thank you for your kind letter informing us that it is illegal to park oversize vehicles on the street in Redmond. We had temporarily bought a truck to move our household into our new home and had been planning on parking it at a friend’s place of business. It is a hideous truck.
Not to take things personally but I found your passive aggressive threat to have the truck towed rather irritating. I wish you could have found the time to stop by, say hello, welcome us to the neighborhood and ask us if we are planning on keeping the truck on the street. Had you done that you would have found out it was to be moved the following day. Instead, you found the time to write and deliver a letter with a thinly veiled threat. Call me old fashioned, but I really would have liked to meet you and have a conversation.
We have moved the truck into the driveway. It is now approximately 15 feet away from where it was parked previously. It is in our driveway and the legal status of the truck should not bother you anymore. I’m pretty sure it will be there for a while.
I hate Seattle passive aggression. You can expect that if you use it on me I will repay the favor ten fold.
Chlassic Chloe
Dec 7th
Chlassic Chloe
Taken when we were farting around with Jason’s fancy new lens one random afternoon. This is a look I see all the time!!
Amazing Mushroom Soup
Dec 7th
So I’ve been doing a little more cooking than usual and trying out recipes. Looking for inspiration and while I’m making some amazing meals I haven’t changed them up too much…yet. I did make this mushroom soup which was really amazing a couple weeks ago. It’s pretty rich for a broth though so you may want to freeze half once you make it. I love rich soups and couldn’t get through this one before it turned because of how rich it actually is!
Although when I was originally looking for a mushroom soup recipe that did not have cream for a lighter choice I’m so glad I found this one! It will most likely go into the rotation for awhile!
Congratulations…for what?
Dec 6th
I just found out that an old girlfriend is pregnant. Let me elaborate by saying that she is one of the most intelligent and witty people I’ve ever met. I often find myself wishing I had something (ANYTHING) to say in response to her way of breaking things down in a way that I find hilarious and always so true. For example – this next sentence pretty much sums up my discomfort in accepting congratulations when I was pregnant.
“Like“Congratulations” (Why? For managing to pull off what hundreds of millions and billions of souls have before me? For demonstrating my heterosexuality with such aplomb?)” Her take on why people congratulate one another when they are pregnant is pretty much exactly how I felt. I even have had one experience in my life where woman told me that I need to respect her as a mother. Why? Why do I need to respect you for performing a simple biological function that millions and millions have done before you? Why don’t you just behave in a way that would make me respect you? What does biology have to do with it?
But I digress.
I realized in reading her post that I truly have changed in some ways. While I still don’t think that the mere act of procreation means you deserve a shred of respect, I do truly believe that congratulations are in order upon learning that anyone you care about is pregnant. The joy and voyage that they are about to embark on is pretty amazing.
So that is a really long way of saying I wish I’d felt more comfortable accepting congratulations when I was ‘sick with the pregs’.
22 Weeks
Nov 21st
So baby Chloe has had her first cold this week. It’s Sunday and she’s been sick since Monday. Poor little thing. I suppose the good news is that maybe with her lack of appetite she may slow down growth wise. Right now she’s sitting at above the 98th percentile so I’d be fine if she slowed down again. While I always wanted to “be as tall as Uncle Gary” (he’s 6’6″) I don’t think I would wish that upon my sweet Chloe. I mean…it’s nice to be tall but I don’t think being 6’6′ as a girl is anything anyone hopes for!
She is still a pretty happy girl though. She is wheezy and I can only imagine how much her sinuses hurt but she is still happy and smiling through it all. It’s kind of funny to see her smiling while her face is red, with snot dripping down her face and her eyes tearing. It amazes me that she is just happy and still ready to play while being so sick.
I also got a new camera this week. I’m looking forward to using my new Canon to take pics!! It’s been a long time since I’ve taken pics with a “real” camera so I’m looking forward to posting pics as I start to use it!
This week is also moving week. Phew – there are boxes everywhere and the place is a mess. I’m sad to leave this place that has so many great memories – but I’m excited about this new phase in our lives!
21 Weeks
Nov 11th
21 weeks. It seems impossible. Peanut is sitting on her own. She loves to sit in her jumper and bounce. She’s so good at grabbing and holding toys – it’s amazing how much she has improved in the past week. She laughs and talks to herself and I just love listening to her. She does so many things that just melt my heart.
Tomorrow is the second day of shots. I’m NOT looking forward to it at all. I hope she doesn’t get sick afterwards. Poor little peanut.
I’ll also find out just how much of a huge beast she really is! All I know is that she is almost too big for most of her 9 month old clothes. I hope she learns to crawl or walk soon – she gets so frustrated by her own inability to move around. I think she will be happier when she can propel herself on her own.
Bread…oh Bread…how I miss you
Nov 9th
Seriously. Bread is amazing. I really miss you.
On a sidenote. Apparently I’m a little more sleep deprived than I thought. Last night I woke up and was trying to give Chloe her night feeding and couldn’t figure out why she wasn’t latching on. That would be because I was cradling her face down and trying to nurse the back of her head.
Sigh. Sleep is amazing. I really miss you.
Getting Serious
Nov 4th
So it’s been 20 weeks. Time to get serious about losing that last 10 pounds. So I gave up bread…my nemesis. Why do I feel like eating my own arm?
20 Weeks
Nov 2nd
So Chloe is a bundle of new! She is sitting up. Reaching for things. Learning how to use those hands and feet. She’s such a doll. I love getting to know her.
There are also some new developments as far as Mommy is concerned though. I slipped in the tub. Fell. Pretty sure I broke a rib. Ouchie. I read somewhere randomly that kids who bathe with Mommy or Daddy in the tub have better self esteem and confidence in trying new things. For some reason it really stuck with me. So Mommy and baby bathe together every night as part of our bed time routine. I’m sure that those same articles didn’t take into consideration that babies whose Mommy’s slip in the tub and fall on their way out don’t do so well. Fortunately I cradled her head and protected it from slamming into the side of the tub. But I’m pretty sore. So – new rules on bedtime bathtime. Mommy drains the water from the tub before she attempts to get out. Mommy lays baby down, then gets up on all fours and stands up before she gets out of the tub. A lovely mental image. But at least she won’t be maimed by clumsy Mommy.
18 Weeks
Oct 19th
So much is going on. Peanut is laughing and giggling like crazy. It’s adorable! She is starting to really interact with the people around her. But this kid DOES NOT nap. Seriously. One half hour nap per day…still waking up and eating throughout the night…how is this even possible!
I wish I could get her to sit in her stroller. It’s crazy. i see all these Mom’s with their children in their strollers every day. I have only seen ONE baby crying in their stroller in the past month since I started paying attention. Peanut HATES the stroller. So I try and walk with her for as long as she will take it and then I switch her to the baby Bjorn. She’ll fall asleep in the bjorn and then I’ll switch her to the stroller for a nap but as soon as she wakes up she wants no part of it anymore! So…back into the Bjorn. She LOVES that thing. But my goal is to start running again and I have a ridiculously bitchin’ running stroller (Thanks Mom!!) so this kid needs to figure out how to love it too!