I'm up really late...

My sleeping schedule has been thrown off a bit lately. We had a visitor, but I'm not blaming him. I'm not quite sure what it is. I suppose it may be that since Jonathan was here, Daniel was staying up later since he didn't have to work...and since I like hanging out with Daniel, I was staying up later too. Well, Jonathan left yesterday....but we're still staying up late.

Luckily, neither of us have to work tomorrow. Of course, I probably could find a sub job....but I've already made plans for tomorrow. Daniel and I will be sorting our closet. Yay! I have so many stinking clothes in there. Most are from pre-prego, some are fatty mcmaternity clothes, and others are newer stuff that I actually wear. I only wear about ah... 8% of my clothes. ...maybe 9% :) Anyway, it's ridiculous. Yeah, so that's the plan for tomorrow. I also need to put away Jezebel's clothes. I'm terrible about that. They usually sit in her basket for weeks. I just pull her wardrobe from the basket. Sure, there's no problem with that, but I know I feel much better when they're all put away. Her room seems bigger and neater without that basket of clothes.

Speaking of clothes, I still need to sort through her clothes. It's getting time to put away the smaller clothes and also the summery ones...which she'll never wear again. Daniel and I are planning on visiting the consignment shop tomorrow to drop off our sorted clothes and hers as well. So, hopefully they'll take some of our stuff. If not, there's a thrift store next door that will take the donations. I really intended to send some of the clothes to some new babies, but now they're too big for some of them. I should probably still send some of the ones that will fit.

I need a paragraph about procrastination now. So, I've had all of these projects that I've been trying to complete. I keep getting side-tracked and starting something new...or just vegging out playing Fable II. Ah, video games. Anyway, I've been trying to get these gifts out to new babies, who aren't so brand-new anymore. I feel bad about not completing the gifts and sending them. I want to just finish and mail them, but then I start thinking about how it's taken so long, that I should send something else along with it. That something else never comes along, and the original project doesn't get finished because I'm waiting for that something else, and then I just feel bad all over again. I just need to convince myself that the one gift I am making will be plenty and that I don't need to include other gifts to make up for lost time. Still trying to convince myself. Bleh. Then I start thinking, well, I'm visiting Louisiana in November, so I can just save on shipping and hand deliver the goods. Then I start thinking again...that it's been so long and the gifts are way overdue that I should include something else along with those gifts. Ah, the vicious cycle. To quote myself "I just need to convince myself that the one gift I am making will be plenty and that I don't need to include other gifts to make up for lost time." Again, still trying to convince myself.

Technically, it's the 27th now. My sweet baby will be 11 months old tomorrow! That's just crazy. There's only one month until her birthday. We still have so much to do before then. We'll be in Louisiana in one short month. I'm so excited to see everyone. :) Again, we still have soooo much to do. I still need to finish my projects....but first, I need to handle Halloween. :) Then I'll get back to the projects, finish some goods, have a clean closet, try to buy a car (Honda CRV actually), and the other 439 things that need to be done to prepare for the munchkin's birthday and our trip. :)

Due to the amount of rambling, I'm now convincing myself that I really need to go to bed. :) So, I guess I'll go to bed...and nap when Jezebel naps tomorrow...as I've been doing the past several days.

Before I sleep...a few pictures to make this rambling worth while...

Jezebel loves her cheerios.

Jezebel and me after her bath...she's a happy and clean little baby


Daniel, Jonathan, and Jezebel wearing the gnome hat I made for her...yes, over her hood :)


Jonathan and Jezebel visiting the Rocky Mountains


my sleepy little munchkin...passed out, gripping the bear's fur


Norman family portrait...don't we look awesome? :)

That's all. :) Good night.

Jezebel visits the pumpkin patch...

Jezebel had a great time eating the dirt and grass. It was a little tricky to get her to look at the camera with so many great distracting things around her.



She got to sit on a huge pumpkin too. Amazingly, she did not protest or fall off. It could be because she has something yummy in her mouth, as usual. :)


She looks like she's giving one of those fake little kid smiles when they don't really want to smile at all. You can see her little teeth. :)


Jezebel wasn't too keen on being eaten by Daniel's zombie pumpkin. I just had to do it though...this is the only year she'll be small enough to fit in a pumpkin. Unless of course, we decide to get one of the super ginormous pumpkins next year. :) What better way to celebrate her first Halloween than sitting inside a zombie pumpkin?


She did like sitting in front of the glowing jack-o-lanterns and pointing at the faces though. It was super cute. Then again, everything about her is super cute. :)

..my pumpkin.

...Daniel's special zombie :)

I've been tagged...

I am: a mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, lover, artist...and a leo. :)
I think: too much. I usually over think everything and run through every possible scenario before taking action.
I know: lots of random, useless information...and some useful stuff too.
I want: to lose this baby fat. (tru dat)
I have: a jiggle belly.
I dislike: putting laundry away, doing dishes, the constant need to clean (not ocd).
I miss: all of my friends and family in Louisiana terribly, my care-free, low responsibility college days, my parents.
I fear: things that could be lurking in the dark, falling from very high places, the possibility of unfriendly ghosts, and other random fears.
I feel: comfy in my jammies.
I hear: the air conditioner humming and nothing from my sleeping baby.
I smell: nail polish, since I just painted my toenails.
I crave: some of my delicious brownies.
I cry: when I'm sad, happy, overwhelmed, upset, angry, intimidated, nervous, embarrassed, scared...my tear ducts are connected directly to my emotion sensors.
I usually: get to sleep-in when Daniel is home to watch the baby.
I search: for good clearance items.
I wonder: what Jezebel will be like as she grows older, when I'll be ready to have another baby, what kind of parents Daniel and I will be over the next 20 years and beyond, when we'll be able to buy a house, etc. I wonder lots.
I regret: not spending as much time as possible with my family and friends before I moved 1200 miles away.
I wish: I could visit Louisiana several times a year.
I love: my sweet Jezebel and my Dani more than anything in the world.
I care: about being the best wife and mother I can.
I always: kiss Daniel and Jezebel before I go to sleep and when I wake up.
I worry: about Jezebel not knowing my family as well as Daniel's.
I am not: exactly the same as I used to be.
I remember: my childhood and I smile.
I believe: I have a good life.
I sing: alone in the car, silly songs to Jezebel, and sometimes to Daniel. I have a terrible singing voice though, and do not sing much out of embarrassment.
I don't always: know how to entertain my baby.
I argue: with Daniel over stupid misunderstandings.
I write: in a strange mix of lower and upper case letters when I'm writing quickly. I write in very neat caps when I take my time.
I win: wrestling matches with Daniel.
I lose: my phone daily. Jezebel loves to chew on it and crawl around with it.
I listen: to music all day with Jezebel and soft music at night when we're sleeping.
I don't understand: emo boys and their tight, sagging pants.
I can usually be found: at my apartment with Jezebel, Daniel, and our animals.
I need: to feel needed.
I forget: Jezebel's rough days and nights when she hugs me, smiles for me, or laughs because of me.
I am happy: when it's just the 3 of us, no where to be, no one to see, just our happy little family spending time together. Also, I'm happy when I get to hear from my family and friends that I miss so much.