Win Some. Lose A Lot.

Last weekend I screwed up. BIG TIME.  In attempt to organize the last 2 years of pictures and videos that have been sitting on our computer (and nagging at my OCD nature), I LOST just about everything from January 1st, 2011 on.  In the fine words of Steve Martin in The Jerk circa 1979, "I'm a jerk."

I took our computer immediately to a super tech-savy friend who was able to recover 300 files...300 of thousands.  This morning was the first opportunity that I could stomach to sit down to assess the damage.  Its pretty bad.  We were only able to recover Jan and Feb of 2011, everything else is long gone.  Kellans First Steps video is the one that literally is ripping my heart out.  I've sobbed over this mistake mulitple times now, and if I learned anything, its don't wait two years to back-up precious memories.  I vow to stay on top of it from here on out. 

Hunk of Junk

It's sleeting, It's snowing...and on the way to work...my windshield wipers stopped working.

I pulled over 3 times to clear my view on the way to work this morning.  It was awesome.  As one co-worker mildly put it the other day when my pants ripped..."it's time, it's time."

Hot Mess

Lately, I've been a hot mess. Last Friday my 6 year old Theory Pants split while at work, revealing more butt cheek and "dated" victoria secret thong than I would ever like to share to an office full of higher ups.  You can thank me later for not posting a picture. My supervisor took pity on me and let me go buy some new pants, good news is I wasnt forced to wear a large coat the rest of the day.

Yesterday, the top to a gallon of water popped off in the back of my car. As I went to clear bags out of my backseat, I was not too pleased to see Lake Blue Thunder sloshing around behind the drivers seat. Not cool.

This morning I forgot that I needed to provide Kellan with Valentine's Day cards for all his friends at school, so after I dropped him off, I ran to the grocery store. When I was there I remembered we desperately needed dishwasher detergent. I threw some in the carry basket and ran over to the Valentines day cards. As I go to step forward I slipped on something. Luckily I caught myself. Wondering what it was I slipped on, I look down and notice my left shoe and pant leg and purse are soaked with nearly half the contents of the now cracked detergent bottle. Its 9:30 AM and Im ready crawl back into bed and start the day over. I walk back to the office defeated with pants and a sticky leather shoe that are already turning white from the bleach in the detergent. Luckily the 60 mile an hour winds blowing through Reno, dried my tears (and are the main cause for the rats nest that is now in my hair).

Hot Mess Dude.  Hot Mess.

I'm Awesome

It's only Tuesday and I can already say that the Low point of my week was surprisingly NOT stuffing 2,180 holiday cards into envelopes, but was actually yesterday when I was asked to catch a plastic grocery bag flying "beautifully" in front of the office building.  I managed this with as much grace as possible in heels and my nicest office attire on a grassy knoll in high wind.  Luckily the window of the CFO stopped the bag, unluckily, I'm sure I looked like an absolute A-S-S as her office was full of the top brass of a large banking organization which will remain nameless.

Reasons they pay me the big bucks.  I'm awesome.

Mom Jeans

It should come as no surprize that getting dressed everyday is difficult for the "new mother".  No longer can you play the maternity fashion card, nor can you boast your pre-pregnancy size, so unless you have the money to buy what you hope will be a temporary sized pair of jeans (which I don't), you're back to the early pregancy dressing antics which include using a rubber band to button your jeans. Seen Here.  Regardless, yesterday I was able to slip on and button a pair of my pre-pregnancy jeans.  The result resembled a cupcake flowing over the top of the tin while the batter is still soft and gooey and hasn't yet had a chance to firm up.  If you're not a baker, then let me just say the result was less than flattering.  I pulled the rubberband out of my hair, Bob's your uncle, and away we go to my cousin's College Bound Going Away Party. 

The house is full of "kids".  But it occurs to me, that they are not really kids anymore.  Off to college, Seniors in high school, drivers, boyfriends, girlfriends...my cousins and siblings are growing up.  31 years old seems ancient to this group who is entering the most exiting times of their life.  At what point did I fall into the old person category?  So depressing...but should it really come as a surprize to me as I sit and try not to judge a group of 17 year old girls who's shorts resemble a pair of underwear that I own?  I cuddle my new baby tight...I'm glad i'm not 17 again...right?  I've still got it...right?

My stylish and handsome 17 year old brother strolls over..."Hey Nats, looks like you're wearing Mom Jeans!" Sigh, I guess that answers my question. No matter, by this point it's 8:15pm, my bedtime is coming up quick, time to head home.  I grab a chocolate chunk cookie for the road...i'll start my diet, again, tomorrow.

Sugar High

Dear Sister,

Do you remember when we used to see how many Skittles we could eat at once by pouring a 1-lb bag into our mouths?  That was awesome.  I'm reliving those moments now.  Ahh, the things you will try whilst sleep deprived.

Good thing i'm seeing the dentist tomorrow.

Tats

Don't Ask

Dear Motorcycle Cop,

  Good Job "clocking" me at 2 mph through the stop sign in the Babies-R-Us parking lot.  You are a real hero!  I'm sure the City of Reno will have better use for the $175 than anything I could have purchased for my unborn child, say that carseat we still need for example.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Callahan

Pregnancy Dreams

Pregnancy dreams are strange and last night's was no exception. 

Last night I dreamed that Baby Bean was born a pig.  And by pig i'm  not referring to a little chubby bundle, i'm referring to a pink oinker, with a snout and hooves. (Think Charlotte Web's beloved Wilbur.)  It was gross, but I felt that as it's mother I was responsible for taking care of it and trying to love it.  I even tried to breastfeed it and have a distinct image of its milky little snout too close for comfort if you catch my drift.

I woke up not a big fan of this guy...

Koala vs. Koala

Baby Bean needs storage in a bad way, this afternoon I thought I would try to update my registry with more Koala Baby Closet Organizer products.  When I googled images of the product, this is what turned up.

A dirty bathing Koala bear.

Humm, this wont exactly help Baby's storage problems, but would sure be the highlight of my day. Just need to figure out how to add this nasty little guy to my registry.  At this point...i'd take this or the storage system happily.

Today

I must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed because my day is off to a wretched start.  My morning sickness is working me today, I puked all over myself on the way to work.  Luckily I was able to change into my gym clothes.  I walked into work pathetic and smelly with a bag of barf.  I've been up since 2AM tossing and turning, freaking out about things that are not in my control...i'm exhausted and I don't think I can make it through this day.  Might have to call in a personal day.  Sigh...

Traffic Violation

...and by traffic violation I am referring to the incident that happened to Aislinn and I over lunch as we commenced an innocent trip to TJ Max.

You can read about our not so pleasant experience here.

T.G.I.F.

Need I say more? 

Don't Ask

As most of you may know, i'm infamous for my awesome taste in socks.  I wear them with just about everything...much to the disapproval of my friends.  And now, with the chilly season falling upon us, I will be sporting these beauties more regularly. Below was one of the more stunning pair of the week...please enjoy the hideousness.

Date: Thursday, October 15th

Holiday: Easter Chicks

Why: They go up really high.  I like that on cold mornings.

HaPpY  WeEkEnD!