Love Letters

Now that I am feeling more like myself and have some energy, I finally sat down to make that horrific to-do list that I've been putting off. One of those things is to clean the basement, so we can clean out the spare bedroom for Will. (It's so cram-jammed with crap, Will calls it "the closet!") It's a HUGE job, so instead of trying to find a day to tackle it, I'm trying to do it in small increments. I spent a few minutes grabbing stuff off of a table downstairs and going through it while I was between loads of laundry. That's when I spied it....

A stationery box covered in a faded sunflower print. I knew what it was even before I touched it. Brian's letters to me when we were dating and then engaged!! The night was shot, people. Instead I had something much more interesting to do.

I sat at the dining room table and pored over the box's contents. It was stuffed with letters and silly trinkets. Letters from his naval deployment my senior year of college, when we were apart for 3 1/2 months. Silly, quick letters while he was on the submarine. Deep, thoughtful letters. And lovey, mushy ones too. Not only did they make me smile, they let me re-live our first two years together. Things were so different back then, but it was fantastic to visit for a little while.

After I was finished reading, I stacked them all neatly back into the box and am looking for a safe place upstairs for them. Someday our kids might like to read them, though not ALL of them! :)

On Our Way....

Back from vacation! The first day is always the hardest. We put over 2,000 miles on my car, and it's already asking for an oil change! (I love a smart car)

I went to the OB yesterday for my monthly checkup and everything looks really good. I got to hear the heartbeat on the Doppler, and the doctor said that it was nice and strong. I even got a little emotional about it in the car on the way home, hearing the heartbeat just makes it more real for me. (Not that I was in any kind of denial, mind you....it just really cements in my mind that I am going to be the mother of TWO children!) I go back at the end of August for a regular appointment and ultrasound. Brian's coming too because yes, we are going to try to find out what we are having! So while we're waiting.....what do you think, pink or blue?

Hi, Baby....

This vacation is spoiling the hell out of all three of us! We stay up really late at night, and then we sleep in till like 9 (Will included.) Will also has a TV in his bedroom. We taught him how to use his remote the first night we were here, but he found a "Sponge-Bob" marathon and refused to sleep. (He's not allowed Spongebob at home, so he turns into a little junkie if he happens to see it) So now the remote comes with us when we kiss him goodnight.

I went into his bedroom this morning and turned on "Handy Manny" and we snuggled in front of the TV for a little while. Then he wanted to roughhouse and climb all over Mommy, which is of course a big no-no. For the millionth time I explained that "Mommy has a baby in her belly" and that's out of the question. He kissed my belly and said "Hi Baby! " Awwwwwwwww.......that just about melted my heart! Then he rolled over and went back to Manny.

I swear, Google knows Everything!

That Google....what a smarty-pants! It knows everything!

We're still on our vacation, and we are in Farm Country. It's a lovely, relaxing vacation. But we've learned a few things....make a list when you venture out to the far-away Super Walmart, and don't venture out looking for a restaurant, pick one out of the "Dining Guide" or you may just find dirt roads and corn fields!

On many of our drives this week, we noticed these weird purple boxes hanging in trees on the side of the road. Curiosity finally got the better of me so I just typed "Puple Box side of road New York" into Google, thinking it couldn't possibly be enough information. Oh, but it is. Oh Google, you never cease to amaze me!

A Vacation

Hooray for vacation! We're staying at a lovely resort, and we're intent on just having a relaxing, lazy time, seeing the sights and taking in the atmosphere.

Of course, that means the food too. There are all sorts of things that we've done food-wise that we just don't do at home. Like the country market yesterday. We bought a pound of fudge in order to get a half pound free. Last night Brian and i sat at the dining room table in our chalet and had our own little "tasting." (I have met my match and it's name is Dulce de Leche fudge.....that stuff is lethal!) I bought some fresh-made cream cheese mixes, the idea of pineapple-pecan cream cheese on mini-bagels just sounds delicious) And Brian bought the most manly of treats...jerky. Only this wasn't your "SNAP INTO A SLIM JIM!" variety, it's the homemade kind that they sell at the country market. And just to be weird....he bought ostrich jerky. Not my cup of tea, but hey he's on vacation. Also, New York is a state that sells Yuengling, his favorite beer, so he's a really happy camper. (Though he'd be beside himself with joy if they ever started selling Yuengling in MA!) We stopped at Wal-mart for some groceries and bought sugary cereal. (We don't ever have that in the house, so Will got to experience the joy of Froot Loops for breakfast this AM) Will also loved the swimming yesterday and did not want to stop!

I'm just glad that I'm in the second trimester of this pregnancy and can enjoy this stuff, this vacation would've been much different had it been a month ago!

Time to get off the computer and do something. It's vacation......get out there and live a little!!

Giving Mom a Good Scare...

I was getting ready for work yesterday, and Will was doing his usual weekday morning routine: eating a cereal bar and watching "Blues Clues." I went to my room to get dressed for work, my usual routine. Suddenly I hear this loud noise and Will's yelling. I step out closer to the bedroom door to hear what he's yelling about.....and it sounds like "Mommy! The TV is on fire!!!"

Well, I think I broke some sort of speed record for sprint n' hurdle for the amount of time it took me to bound, half-dressed from one side of the house to the other! Yeah.......there's no fire. He's simply played with the remote and the TV screen is snowy and loud from all the fuzz. By now he's covering his ears and screaming "Loud Noises!!!" I switch it back to Blue and his friends and lovingly tell him that the TV is indeed not on fire and it's all OK now. "Thanks, Mom." And he puts his thumb back in his mouth and goes back to zoning out to Blue's antics.

I guess it's a good thing that he'd at least warn me if there was a real fire, right??? :)

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