Monday, December 29, 2008
Sorry
I finally took down the flash video. Sorry to anyone reading. Next time I will put a mute button on it. :)
Friday, November 14, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
My First Post: Day of the Dad
Part I
What better way to start my Bloggings journey then with a post all about my usual day with Jezebel. This will be a picture journey. . . because it means less typing for me. :)
08:00AM
I awake to the sounds of "MAMAAMAMMAMAMAMAMAMAMAAAAAMMAMAMAMA!"
I answer the call and since I am NOT the Mama, am usually greeted with:
All is forgiven and we go downstairs. . .08:05AM
Jezebel sits and plays in the living room. . .

Whilst I do dishes. . .
and make delicious and much needed coffee ;)

08:55AM
Breakfast. . .
Oatmeal with peaches and blueberries. . .
and cheddar bunnies of course. . .09:16AM
Playtime. . .


09:25AM
Jezebel decides she wants to chase me. I can see the change in her. . . going from sweet innocent baby:
To wild animal with prey in her sights!
and so the chase begins. . .


The chase usually ends with lots of giggling and wiggling:
Sunday, November 9, 2008
It's been a while.
Protesting the nablopomogosmododococonut....yeah..I haven't posted anything in November yet. I figured I was due for a post. So, I finally got the pics off the camera. I know everyone loves pics...all 4 people who view my blog. Well, maybe more check it out. I'm not a diva...I don't have 400 followers. That's cool with me...less pressure to perform. :)
So..Halloween. Jezebel was a furry little mouse. The costume only kind of swallowed her. :) Daniel and I were Reginald and Polly the British Exterminators. No...we didn't exterminate the British...we exterminate rodents, vermin, and cats. Well, maybe not cats. Anyway, we had lots of fun. We did a little trunk-or-treating at the Y. Then we followed up with a little trick-or-treating in a fancy neighborhood with Daniel's boss and her kids. We didn't just show up in the neighborhood and snag rich candy...his pharmacist boss lives there. :) My little mouse loved going to different houses, mostly because everyone had pets...and Jezebel LOVES animals. She'd just about leap out of my arms to get to the kitties and pups. Cute baby. Anyway...here's some pics....




Jezebel has also had a couple of play dates recently. She's had so much fun playing with other babes. I can't wait until we visit Louisiana in 2 weeks. :) Oh...and she likes cars.




Last little bit of the post....we went to Cane's last night. Yeah, they have one in Fort Collins, CO. It's about a 30 minute or so drive. Daniel wanted to drive the crv (also known as the "Curve") on the interstate. Oh yeah, we got a new car. I don't have any pics...but if you look up "2003 Honda CRV EX in Chianti Red Pearl" you'll see it. What a lame name for a car color. So, I've always been opposed to red cars...but this one isn't so bad. It's a darker red...not a Polly lipstick red. :)

Oh..and I just like this photo of Jezebel standing. She's walking a lot more now. She's opting to walk over crawl lately. It's really neat to watch her skills improve each day...or even each hour! Amazing.

That's all. :)
So..Halloween. Jezebel was a furry little mouse. The costume only kind of swallowed her. :) Daniel and I were Reginald and Polly the British Exterminators. No...we didn't exterminate the British...we exterminate rodents, vermin, and cats. Well, maybe not cats. Anyway, we had lots of fun. We did a little trunk-or-treating at the Y. Then we followed up with a little trick-or-treating in a fancy neighborhood with Daniel's boss and her kids. We didn't just show up in the neighborhood and snag rich candy...his pharmacist boss lives there. :) My little mouse loved going to different houses, mostly because everyone had pets...and Jezebel LOVES animals. She'd just about leap out of my arms to get to the kitties and pups. Cute baby. Anyway...here's some pics....




Jezebel has also had a couple of play dates recently. She's had so much fun playing with other babes. I can't wait until we visit Louisiana in 2 weeks. :) Oh...and she likes cars.




Last little bit of the post....we went to Cane's last night. Yeah, they have one in Fort Collins, CO. It's about a 30 minute or so drive. Daniel wanted to drive the crv (also known as the "Curve") on the interstate. Oh yeah, we got a new car. I don't have any pics...but if you look up "2003 Honda CRV EX in Chianti Red Pearl" you'll see it. What a lame name for a car color. So, I've always been opposed to red cars...but this one isn't so bad. It's a darker red...not a Polly lipstick red. :)

Oh..and I just like this photo of Jezebel standing. She's walking a lot more now. She's opting to walk over crawl lately. It's really neat to watch her skills improve each day...or even each hour! Amazing.

That's all. :)
Monday, October 27, 2008
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.
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...





That's all. :) Good night.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
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. :)Sunday, October 5, 2008
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.
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.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
For the Twins....
Saturday, September 27, 2008
First Pigtails :)
Having her first pigtails is a pretty big deal. I remember when Holly posted Kailey's first pigtails. :) Jezebel has long hair on the sides and in the front. The back is very short, but thankfully no longer patchy. :) Daniel was amazed at my Momma Skill #307, tiny pigtails.We had to upgrade her sippy cup the other day. She bit the drinking spout off of this one. So, no more soft silicone yummy chewy spouts.
Love and Hugs to all.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Finally...
So, I finally joined the blogging world. I intended to start this blog before Jezebel's birth. Then I decided I'd wait until after she was born to post the first blog. Well, that didn't happen. So, here I am, with a 9 month old daughter, finally posting my first blog.
So...my sweet baby is 41 weeks old today. That means that she is officially "longer out than in". In other words, she has been living in the outside world longer than she was in my squishy belly. A milestone of a sort I suppose. No cake.
So, do I really need to add labels to my posts? For this one, the label is possums.
Jezebel calls... "mamamammmaamamaammaama" ...so, another blog, another day.
So...my sweet baby is 41 weeks old today. That means that she is officially "longer out than in". In other words, she has been living in the outside world longer than she was in my squishy belly. A milestone of a sort I suppose. No cake.
So, do I really need to add labels to my posts? For this one, the label is possums.
Jezebel calls... "mamamammmaamamaammaama" ...so, another blog, another day.
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