To the beach…

I’m at the beach this week!  I’ll post more about the trip next week.

3 Pregnant Woman Fight Fire, Kitchen Saved.

Six lifetime friends settle in for a nice evening of food and fellowship.  Through no planning of their own, three of these six girls are pregnant.  Not wanting to cook or really clean up too much for dinner, pizza was decided as the main course.  A few girls got to the host home a few minutes early.  Not everyone was there yet, so they decided to put the pizza’s in the oven on warm, to make sure they stayed hot for dinner.

Forgetting about the pizza’s, the girls begin to hang out in the living room and wait for the other’s to arrive.  Suddenly one of the pregnant girls smells an oder that smells alot like smoke.  She ask her other pregnant friend “do you smell smoke?”  The both pop up off the couch and see smoke POURING out of a vent on top of the stove.  One says to the other “maybe the stove is just broken!” .. the other says “No, I think the pizza’s are on fire!!”

Frightened, the two quickly open up the stove and sure enough the top of one of the pizza boxes is ablaze.  Fire begins to pour out from the top of the stove!  WHAT DO THEY DO??!  The owner of the home and third pregnant woman runs into the kitchen.  Staying calm they brain storm, how do three pregnant women fight this fire?!?  One says “baking soda is always good for kitchen fires” .. the other grabs her phone to dail 911, as the owner of the home clearly remember “the people we bought this home from 2 months ago left a fire extinguisher!!”  The fire continues to blaze, the smoke is getting thicker by the second.  The fourth friend wisk the 1.7 year old out of the house bc of the fumes.

Panick begins to insue.  As all three pregnant women stare frantically at the extinguisher.  “How do we work this thing?!??!”  None of them know!!  The owner of the home reads the instructions and they all squat down and look at the fire as she begins to spray.  The most sensible of the pregnant women says to them all “ya’ll, I don’t think we should be in here, the fumes are horrible!!!”  She runs out of the house.  The other two pregnant women stay in the house watching the extinguisher spray into the stove.  Between the fire fumes and the extinguisher the girls loose each other in clouds of dust.  Certain the fire is out, they run out of the house.

After a few minutes, the fumes die down, and the un-pregnant friend goes into the home to access the damage.  The fire is out for sure.  They all go in the home to survey the damage.  Remarkabley the stove is in fine working order.  All that is left is about 2 inches of dust and debri over all the kitchen surfaces.

Don’t ever underestimate a pregnant woman!

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The burnt up pizza’s!

The poor stove!!

Our saving grace!!

A re-enactment of the night’s events – all women with child

Funny to me

• Me: As Jason and I were watching tv I jumped up about 2 feet off the couch bc the baby kicked the crap out of me in my ribs (it H-U-R-T!!)
• Jason:”What’s wrong??”
• Me:”UGH, He kicked me!!!”
• Jason:”WHO kicked you?!?” <- in a protective “I’ll kick their butt” tone
• Me:”The baby, duh!!!”
• Jason:”Ohhhhh”

I don’t know why that was so funny to me .. but it was.  Jason was being protective of a boy kicking me with a foot that’s about 1.5 inches long (if that)

Ruth 1:16-17

This is one of my ALL time favorite verses:

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Ruth 1:16-17

16. But Ruth replied, “Don’t urge me to leave you or to turn back from you. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God. 17. Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried. May the LORD deal with me, be it ever so severely, if anything but death separates you and me.”

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This bible verse was recited at Jason and I’s wedding.  Jason’s cousin Nicole read it, and it was beautiful!  I, like many brides, took this verse out of it’s context when I chose it to be read at our wedding.  BUT the concept of the verse, I felt, was very appropriate for my wedding. 

It was almost 4 years ago that this verse was read.  I didn’t know 4 years ago what trails we would face in our marraige, and I still don’t know what’s to come in the future.  But, there is one thing that is certain … marraige – flawed by us inperfect humans – is forever.  No matter what problems you may face, I’m beginning to see that marraige is sometimes a tool that God uses to bring you closer to Him (recent advise from a good friend)

So if you are struggling in your marraige, or just in a rut, please have hope that God can heal ANYTHING.  There is no problem or obstacle to hard for Him to tackle.

Nursery Phase II

I wrote here about the beginning stages of the nursery.  Jason and I worked a little more on the decor in the nursery.  Here’s some pics.

The baby bed with the bed skirt and new rug.

The night-light

The new curtains

The ever growing closet

The new wall decals – SO CUTE!!

Too stinking cute!!

It’s the cutest nursery EVER!!

Weird Lyrics

I really need to see/read about the meaning behind these lyrics:

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Simon and Garfunkle – Scarborough Fair

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. <-Do they sell that there?
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine. <-Ok, so he loves her, got that.

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt. <-What is a cambric shirt?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. <-Miss cooking in the kitchen perhaps?
Without no seams nor needlework. <-Ok, so the sewing kit was lost.
Then she’ll be a true love of mine. <-Ok, I get it, you love her

Tell her to find me an acre of land. <-What a cheapo, can’t he buy his own land?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. <-Ok, your’e making me hungry.
Between the salt water and the sea strands. <- Is what, plankton?
Then she’ll be a true love of mine. <-Good grief, you really love this gal!

Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather. <-what’s a sickle of leather?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. <-Oh my gosh, if I hear that one more time!
And to gather it all in a bunch of heather.
Then she’ll be a true love of mine. <- Shut up already about your love!

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there, she once was a true love of mine.

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Why oh why, Simon and Garfunkle, are you singing about kitchen spices?

I’ve GOT to have wedding punch!

I CAN NOT get enough of drinks that taste like wedding punch. 

* EXAMPLES *

• Orange juice mixed with sprite or ginger-ale
• Fruit punch mixed with sprite or ginger-ale
• Pineapple orange juice mixed with sprite or ginger-ale
• White grape juice mixed with sprite or ginger-ale
• Sparkling white grape juice

The strange thing is, I HATE sprite when I’m not pregnant.  The taste of it just brings back memories of being sick and throwing up as a child and my mom forcing flushing liquids down to drown out a fever.  So it’s by far my least favorite drink.  Somehow though, when I make these little juice concoctions, magic happens and I can’t get enough!! 

Written at 23 weeks, but observed from 12 weeks on.  Retired at 28 weeks due to gestational diabetes (which explains the need for sweets)

Really?

I passed this sign on my way to work one day.

Would you respond to this ad? 

Hand written, with a sharpy (classy) on the back of another printed ad.

Do people really respond to these types of ads???

Glucola aka Glu-Crap-O, part 2

So I wrote here about my adventures in chugging glucola .. a nasty little orange drink you have to ingest to be tested for gestational diabetes.  Well I failed round 1 of my GD testing.  So, I had to go back to my Dr. for round 2 of the GD testing.  This round of testing consisted of a 4 hour test that I had to fast for in order to ‘cleanse’ my blood of all sugars.  Yeah, exactly my thoughts, pregnancy and fasting don’t exactly go hand-in-hand.  Also, at the 4 hour test I had to, you guessed it, drink an even larger quantity of the glu-crap-o.

Long story short, I failed the test again.  So guess who’s got Gestational Diabetes?  Me. Yippee.  I have to modify my diet, take a 5 hour class on G.D., and might have to have a C-Section.  Other than that, me and the baby should be ok.  I was just really hoping for one of those non-complicated pregnancies.  OH well!  It all happens for a reason!!

My pretty yard

Jason and I have done alot of work in the yard this season.. here’s some pics.

Front Yard

Tree Ring

Close up of tree ring – totally my flower choices!

Flower bed up by the house

Hanging basket-o-flowers in the porch - Jason’s idea

It’s not nesting, it’s just getting organized.

So I wrote a few post back about the baby’s nursery decor.  It’s totally cute from Target.  Anyway, I haven’t really done a ton in the ‘nursery’.  I had a few things that my friend Ashleigh gave me from her first baby, and that stuff was in the closet.  My mom has bought a TON of stuff, but until recently she wouldn’t let me have it bc she wanted to save it for a shower.  Also, my sister in law had a ton of stuff to give me, but hasn’t had the chance to go through everything.

I digress .. the main point is, there really was no huge proof of the ‘office’ transforming to a ‘nursery’ as of lately.  All of the office furniture was still in the room (although the desk had been emptied out and the closet cleaned out, that’s about it)  UNTIL last week.  Something inside me just clicked I was all ‘you’re six months pregnant and have done NOTHING to get ready for the baby to be here … no crib, no decor, no nothing .. what’s wrong with you?  Kick it up into high gear.’  So, that’s exactly what I did.  This past weekend Jason and I spent half of saturday moving office furniture upstairs and out of the room and baby furniture in.  We hung blinds, got the closet organized, got the bath-time stuff organized, arranged the room and discussed color schemes.  I felt a pretty good sense of accomplishment, I still have a TON to do .. but I still have time.

Here’s my take on it … I always hear the term’nesting’ … apparently it’s this syndrome that over takes pregnant women before their baby is born.  It’s just this overwelming urge to clean and organize.  Apparently some women go a little nutty.  I don’t really think what I have is ’nesting’ it’s just organizing.  I’m simply re-decorating one room from an office to a nursery and just happen to have a time limit in which to finish it.  I have not had this HUGE sense to ‘nest’ for this baby, just the need to get the room ready for him when he gets here.  Maybe it’s the same thing …

Here’s some pics…

Diaper changing table/dresser (thanks mom)

Baby bed with some bedding (thanks Mom for the bedding and Misty for the bed)

The closet with all kinds of clothes and baby stuff (thanks Misty/Wendy/Ashleigh)

Some bathroom items

Decor idea (thanks Ashleigh) that name is NOT set in stone by any means.

The things that stick with you

I wrote a report in 1997 in middle school about this animal:

It’s called an Aye-Aye.

I just think it’s weird the things that you remember from your childhood.

Christians

I read this on a friends blog and thought it was SO very true!!  Please read!!

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Christians
by Maya Angelou
~When I say… ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not shouting ‘I’m clean livin”
I’m whispering ‘I was lost, Now I’m found and forgiven.’
~When I say… ‘I am a Christian’ I don’t speak of this with pride.
I’m confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.
~When I say… ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not trying to be strong.
I’m professing that I’m weak and need His strength to carry on.
~When I say… ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not bragging of success.
I’m admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.
~When I say… ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible but, God believes I am worth it.
~When I say… ‘I am a Christian’ I still feel the sting of pain..
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
~When I say… ‘I am a Christian’ I’m not holier than thou,
I’m just a simple sinner Who received God’s good grace, somehow!

Glucola aka gluclose test taste ‘just like orange soda’

Liars.

It taste like orange soda that is as flat as my hair after I sleep on it, and is pumped full of sugar.  DIS-GUST-ING.  I threw it up in my mouth twice, but I was able to keep it down for the test.

It was time to test my blood sugar to see if I have gestiational diabieties.  I failed the test “with flying colors”.  So they are pretty sure I have gestational diabetes.  I go back next week for a 3 hour glucose test and I’ll know then for sure if it’s GD then. 

So, seems like I’ve run into my first technical pregnancy complication.   On the bright side, that could be the reason I’ve felt like CRAP-O-LA this whole time.  I’ll keep you posted.

100th post

This is my 100th blog post.  Yeah me.  I’ve had this blog since Feb. 08 and I’ve really enjoyed blogging. 

Here are some of the positives of blogging:

1. Seeing your everyday life in stories … I find myself looking for funny sayings, signs, devotionals, or weird news stories just so I can blog about them.
2. Having a place where you can get your thoughts out.  It’s been a great way for me to process my thoughts, feelings, joys, fears, laughs, ect ect about my day-to-day life.
3. It’s a way to connect with people I may have never connected with before.  I’ve been able to communicate with people that I grew up with that I haven’t talked to in years.  I’ve also had the chance to see into the lives of people I may never meet but that go through struggles just like me.

There are also some negatives to blogging like:

1. People misunderstanding what a post is about.  Things can get lost in translation when you type it out.  There have been several post where I really put my thoughts out there and it came back and bite me a little.

BUT, that is a small price to pay.  All in all I <3 blogging .. here’s to another 100 post.

IF you read my blog on a regular basis and you don’t have a blog of your own .. SHAME on you!  Get out there, get one started, and send me the link!

People stare a lot more…

… at you when your pregnant.  I don’t get this phenomenon.  It doesn’t make sense to me.  When I see/feel eyes on me, I get paranoid and begin thinking “is there something on my face, my butt, did I drip food on my boob again, did I leave a sticker on this new shirt/pants .. nope, just fat and pregnant!!” 

Anyone have an explanation??

Joke of the Day

Knock, Knock.

Who’s there?

Nobody.

Nobody who?

……….

Nobody who?

……….

Nobody Who?

 

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!  Makes me laugh every time!!!  I’m SUCH a dork!!

Gestational Gingivitis, what?

I recently went to the dentist.  I’ve read in all my pregnancy manuals that I need to take extra care of my teeth during pregnancy.  Apparently while you are pregnant, the baby sucks calcium from every nook and cranny in your body, beginning with your teeth.

So I scheduled a regular teeth cleaning.  I’m a FREAK about my teeth anyway!  I love going to the dentist and getting my teeth cleaned.  I don’t like all the scrapping, poking, and proding.  I just like knowing that my teeth are in good shape and taken care of. 

As the hygenist is cleaning my teeth she makes a comment my gums are bleeding a lot.  (Normally when you’re at the dentist getting your teeth cleanined and they start bleeding it’s because you haven’t been taking care of them, and you get a lecture on flossing and brushing.  This was not the case for me.)  Apparently I have developed a case of Gestational Gingivitis.  Ick.  It’s no big deal.  Basically when you are preggers your hormones are all our of wack and your blood flow is different.  This can affect a lot of things, and for me it’s affecting my gums.  So I just have to step up my cleaning while I’m pregnant, and it will go away once by body goes back to normal.

I never imagined how many things in my body would be affected by this baby.

(written at 14 weeks)

 

Joke of the Day

A blonde was chatting with her building manager when she happened to mention that the tenants in the apartment above hers were awfully noisy.

“Most nights, they stomp around up there as if they will killing cockroaches or something. All evening, this goes on, until around midnight.”

“That’s terrible,” said the building manager. “Do you want me to speak to them about it?”

“Oh, no, it’s not necessary,” said the blonde. “It doesn’t keep me up or anything, because, most nights, I usually stay up and practice my trumpet ’til about that time anyway.”

Bizarre

Boy decapitated by roller coaster at Six Flags Over Georgia
Victim from Springfield, S.C., identified

By RHONDA COOK, MARCUS GARNER
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Published on: 06/28/08

The popular “Batman the Ride” rollercoaster at Six Flags Over Georgia remained closed Sunday while authorities continued investigating the death of a teenager who jumped over two fences and was struck by the ride.

The 17-year-old South Carolina teen who died was identified as Asia Leeshawn Ferguson, of Springfield, S.C. He was on a church outing when the incident occurred about 2 p.m. Saturday. It was the second Batman ride-related death at the Cobb County park.

ALLEN SULLIVAN / aesullivan@ajc.com

People board a MARTA bus at Six Flags Over Georgia.

According to police and the amusement park, Ferguson and a friend climbed over two 6-foot fences — a wrought-iron style park perimeter fence and a second chainlink fence around the Batman ride — as a shortcut to get back into the park after lunch. Signs about 40 to 50 feet apart on the outer fence warn that it is a “restricted area” for “authorized personnel only.”

According to park officials, a sign on a locked gate at the chain link fence also reads “Danger zone” and “Do not enter.”

Ferguson was decapitated when the ride struck him, police said.

“It is still unclear why the two men were trying to gain access to this unauthorized area,” park spokeswoman Hela Sheth told reporters Saturday, reading from a prepared statement.

She declined to answer questions at a news conference and did not return calls seeking more information.

The teen was with a group from Oakley Spring Baptist Church in Salley, S.C., a small town about 50 miles east of Augusta. He had been in Six Flags earlier in the day, but he and another boy left the park property to get some lunch, according to Cobb County police spokesman Sgt. Dana Pierce.

Rather than returning to the park through the regular entrance, the pair took a shortcut, Pierce said.

“The area’s clearly defined with signs,” Pierce said. “It’s very tragic that these individuals would decide to jump over the fence. It would be hard to imagine somebody not seeing the signs and jumping two fences.”

No one on the ride was injured, Six Flags said in the statement. Ferguson’s family was at the park at the time of the accident, according to the amusement park.

Pierce said there were many witnesses, and the county’s 911 center was almost immediately flooded with calls from people reporting what they had seen.

The park’s statement said one of the first to call for help was an Marietta police officer who had been in line for the Batman ride.

“Six Flags security and safety personnel responded immediately, and Cobb CountyFire [Department] was on site just minutes after the incident occurred,” Sheth said. “The medical examiner arrived on scene and confirmed that the 17-year-old male was killed instantaneously.”

“Our thoughts and prayers are with the family,” she said.

The Batman ride was run briefly after the accident so police investigators could take measurements. It was closed to the public Saturday evening. The rest of Six Flags remained open. The park said the ride likely will resume operating on Monday.

Batman riders dangle beneath a track and travel up to 50 m.p.h., climbing and dropping the distance equal to an 11-story building and going through two vertical loops and two single corkscrews.

The first fatality involving the Batman ride in Georgia occurred six years ago.

A 58-year-old park worker, Samuel Milton Guyton of Atlanta, was killed May 26, 2002. Guyton was in a restricted area on a platform when he was kicked in the head by 14-year-old girl on the front car of the ride. The girl was hospitalized with a leg injury.

Over the years, several ride-related deaths have been reported at Six Flags parks nationwide.

Last March, a worker dismantling a ride at Six Flags Great America near Chicago fell 40-feet to his death. In 2004 at the same park, a maintenance worker was hit by a roller coaster and killed.

A 55-year-old disabled man was killed in May 2004 when he was thrown from a ride at Six Flags New England near Springfield, Mass. Five years ago, a grandmother strapping her 4-year-old grandson into Six Flags New Orleans’ Joker’s Jukebox ride was hit by a spinning car when the ride began operating before she was out of the way.

– Staff writer S.A. Reid and news researcher Joni Zeccola contributed to this story