Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Jason and I have been going to Buffalo Wild Wings every couple of weeks to eat some wings. While the wings are good we mainly go to play trivia. Jason is really good at trivia. I mean REALLY good. He usually wins the game and always beats me. Well tonight we went to BWW mainly for the wings, the really spicy wings...You may not know but I'm expecting a baby, and she's due in about 5 days. She's being a little stubborn thing so I thought maybe some spice might help. It won't, but why not try? Anyway, the trivia tables have turned. We played two games. The first game I got 2nd place and beat Jason. The second game I got 1st place!! I was screaming and cheering. It was probably a little embarrassing for Jason, but I don't care. This will probably never happen again. But tonight, for one night, the stars have aligned.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Today, Lash turned 31 and we had a really great day. We woke up to about 6 inches of snow and a snow storm, so we stayed in for most of the day. We watched a movie, napped, cleaned, I baked (destroyed) a cake...but more of that later. For Jason's birthday dinner, we went to one of our favorite Italian restaurants, "Francesca's". Here are some pics from dinner.
After a wonderful dinner we headed back home for birthday cake. So here's the thing. I love to cook, but baking is not really my specialty. But I decided to be brave and give it a try. Earlier today I successfully made a yellow cake and I let it sit out to cool. When we got home, I decided to add the frosting. Disaster! First of all, one can was not enough. And to add insult to injury, the top of the cake pulled up into the icing. I honestly think that this was the first time I have ever iced a cake. It might be the last. The candles helped cover the island of icing, but the outer edges of the cake could not be helped. I had to take pictures.
Not at all phased by the cake. God bless him.
Happy Birthday, Jason. I hope that you had a good day. Sorry about the cake. I hope it at least tastes good. You are the love of my life and you make everyday so bright. Always remember how loved you are.
Monday, February 16, 2009
After a nice, long stroll around town this morning, I walked in the door and announced to Jason, "This is it. I feel it this time." After two failed attempts, we put on our jackets, grabbed the camera, and headed out the door. The anticipation mounted as we headed downtown. We pulled up to the building and smiled with anticipation. We hurriedly parked the car, ran across the street, and stood in line. Where were we? Only the greatest hot dog establishment in Chicago, "Hot Doug's"!
This is all due to Anthony Bourdain (my boyfriend and love of my life). He featured this restaurant on his show "No Reservations" a few weeks back, and Jason and I have been dying to go. We've actually attempted to go there twice, but the line was so long that it would've taken about 2 hours to get in. 2 hours in the Chicago cold? That's a little brutal. About 9:30 this morning, we decided to give it another try. Third time's the charm, right? We got there about 10:15 (they open at 10:30) and we didn't have to wait very long at all. It was amazingly good! They have the most eclectic menu with the most delectable array of encased meats. Of course, we documented the occasion with pictures.
Our order (clockwise): The Dog, The Kiera Knightley, Foie Gras and Sauternes Duck Sausage, Uber Garlic Pork Sausage and fries. On Friday's and Saturday's they serve duck-fat fries, but it was Monday so we didn't get to try them. A bummer because I felt like we didn't have enough fat in this meal.
Jason trying the Kiera Knightley. I feel really weird typing those words. It sounds a little strange and wrong.
The best Chicago-style dog I've ever had. I'm really sorry I look so disgusting, but this was not about vanity, this was all about the dog.
This may sound silly, but this was an awesome experience. I feel like I can go on with my life now. And our little Chlo-dog (as we so lovingly refer to her) loved it too. The second the hot dog hit my stomach, she got the hiccups. She's already a ravenous little thing. I wonder where she gets that from?
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Do you like my new look? No, not the expansion of my belly, but of my blog! I would like to say that up until this point I have kept my blog plain on purpose, but I would be lying. I've been envious of all of your blogs for a long time now, but I didn't know how to add a template. But last night, I figured it out. I'm decorative!!
As you can tell, things around here have been very exciting... If you haven't yet heard the news, Jason is on Facebook. The infiltration has been a little consuming around here. Jason has always been a little ambivalent about online network sights, but he's an addict now. It's his new thing. He already has like 800 friends, and he's only been on for about 4 hours. So what does this mean for me? Hours of silence, but no internet access. Hmm....
The pregnancy is going well. We're just waiting for the little girl to get here. I'm still feeling well. I've continued woggling (a combination of jogging, walking, and waddling) about 4-5 times a week, and I walk 30 minutes everyday. However difficult (and painful) it's becoming, I believe that it's helped to keep me relatively comfortable. I told my doctor a couple of weeks ago that I was considering stopping exercising, and much to my chagrin, she encouraged me to keep it up. Not the answer I wanted! So begrudgingly, I will continue to drag myself to the gym until I deliver, or until I can convince the doctor to have me stop. Whichever comes first.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
The only reason I'm writing about this is because Jason happened to capture it on camera. And I'm in the mood to embarrass myself. This face (and what comes along with it) is what I now refer to as "ugly pregnant."
Let me explain ugly pregnant. It starts with the face. Exhibit A: the picture. You will get this glare as a brief warning. Then, a voice that is loud and hateful barks at its victim; letting the victim in on the error of their ways. After another second of glaring, I reappear and immediately apologize. I'm convinced it's a possession and I'm in need of an exorcism.
For the most part I've been very happy and relatively normal throughout this pregnancy, but there are moments when this monster comes out. It can be provoked by almost anything and at the most inappropriate of times...in the middle of the store, at a restaurant, in front of company...you name it, ugly pregnant has been there.
So now I must make a public apology to my ugly pregnant victims.
- To the random guy who bumped into me in the hallway without so much as an apology. I'm sorry that I yelled "excuse me" and muttered a name under my breath which I can't repeat on this blog. But you really should say you're sorry when you run over someone.
- To the other random guy who wouldn't stop staring at my pregnant belly. I'm sorry that I asked you what you were looking at. I know what you were looking at, but you really shouldn't stare.
- To the third random guy who cut me off in the parking lot. I'm sorry that I raised my hands up in the air and yelled at you. And actually I don't think you really cut me off; I just needed to yell at someone.
- To the lady at Motherhood Maternity. I'm sorry I said "no" really loudly when you asked me for the eighth time if I wanted a free magazine subscription. You were just doing your job.
- Last but not least. To my husband. You get the brunt of this and I am forever sorry. You've been the best husband and you've tried so hard to make things easy for me. I hope that our new system of warning you when the ugly pregnant is about to happen works. Let me remind you of the system. I smile and say, "you're about to bring out my ugly pregnant." At that time, you stop what you're doing OR you do what I ask. It's really that easy. I love you. You're a trooper.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I can't believe I'm at 37 weeks. Only 19 more days until my due date! This pregnancy, I feel, has gone by so fast. It honestly feels like I just found out I was pregnant. However, I do think that the last few weeks will be the longest and most anticipatory of them all. It's so exciting. I can't wait to meet this little girl!
It's so hard not knowing when she will be here. The anticipation has lead to anxiety in a lot of ways. So instead of worrying and trying to figure out when she will arrive, Jason and I are consciously working to enjoy every moment. We are savoring the relaxed evenings, full nights of sleep, going out to eat and to the movies...We're just trying to enjoy these last moments as a family of two. But trust me, we are beside ourselves at the thought of being a family of three.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Tamra tagged me to post the fourth picture in the fourth folder. This picture is from my sister's high school senior graduation banquet. I love this picture and miss that waistline. MaKenna looked so beautiful that day, which isn't much different from every other day.
I tag Jennifer, Lynn, Dara and Jayna.