Before Jamie and I even realized that we were going to have our very own bundle of joy, we joked about starting a “Baby Pool” when we did get pregnant. Well I am now preggo and we have in fact started a baby pool. Don’t judge, we thought that it would be amusing if we gave people one more reason to be pulling for us (and certain traits, days, times etc.) while waiting for our wonderful bundle of joy to arrive. We sent out the entry form about a month ago now and have been receiving entries since then. Much to my surprise we have received 49 entries! Our winner is not only going to get the joy of knowing our kid but a wad of cash in their pocket- nice!
Month: August 2009
no words…
Last weekend Jamie and I were in the truck headed probably to Hot Dog Heaven (although I cannot be sure) when a song came on the radio… I pause here because there are no words to describe this song. We were taken back, shocked and I would go as far as appalled after hearing the trio singing loud and proud “she’s rockin’ the beer gut” blah, blah, blah… yada yada. Yup, you read that correctly this song is about the wonders of a women- yes a female- rockin’ a beer gut!! Call me a prude but what?!?!? Since when do songs get written about beer guts and women’s beer guts at that?
yesterday
Yesterday was wonderful! Jamie had the day off so we were able to enjoy the whole day together; that in itself would have made the day amazing but fortunately the wonderfulness did not stop there!
lunch with Grandpa
Every week we get to enjoy a yummy firehouse sub lunch with Jamie’s Grandpa. This has been a long standing “date” with Jamie and Grandpa; I used to only get to indulge when I was home from school on a break but now that I am not teaching it has become a weekly treat! Some weeks we have more than the usual 5 lunch participants (Grandpa, Jamie, Piper, Dolce, Bella and Me) but it is usually just us.
definition of friendship
As we grow-up our definition of friendship changes; when we are young it may be the person who shares the tire-swing with you, in high school it is the person that complains with you when some stupid boy hurts you. At my age, a new category of true friendship can be added. A super-duper friend is one that hands over a stack of stretchy top pants and other assorted maternity clothes when the things in your closet are starting to not fit and you are feeling large. Yup, you know it is true friendship when the ever expanding pants are passed on to you.











