Haircut Remorse

It looks like I'm not the only one who regrets taking Liam to get his most recent haircut.

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High Maintenance Fetus

I’ve gone three full days without throwing up, and I don’t want to jinx anything here, but I think I might be getting over my pregnancy sickness. I’m no longer convinced that an alien has moved into my belly; it might actually be a human fetus.

The funny thing is that I actually considered becoming a surrogate mother when I was pregnant with Liam. It was just that easy. I never called in sick to work, never threw up, never had cravings. This time I’ve had all of those things plus killer headaches every day that make the nausea seem like a walk in the park.

My hopes for my future family have been to have Liam and two girls, but if this is the difference between being pregnant with a boy vs. a girl, I think one girl will be plenty.

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ETA: 3-24-09

Aloha!

I'm in Hawaii with the nine adult members of Ben's family (parents, kids, and spouses) for the next 10 days, and we rented a 12-passenger monster van to drive around Honolulu. After some heated discussion on the drive from the airport to our hotel yesterday afternoon, Ben's mom came up with the first rule of the trip.

Rule #1: We're not going to be mean about other people's operating systems.

Professional Craigslist Shoppers

We got an offer on our house this week, so we’re finally going to start moving to the new house this weekend. In preparation for the big move, I listed a bunch of stuff we don’t need anymore on Craigslist. You might remember my last experience with selling something on Craigslist…the one where I blogged about the suckers who bought my couches and then Karma came and locked Liam in the delivery truck.

The first Craigslist response I got was from a couple who was interested in this rug:



We set up a meeting time, and when they showed up at my door I thought I was getting Punk'd. It was the same couple who had bought our couches. I'm not sure what Karma was trying to tell us this time, but I think I'll play it safe and stay away from Craigslist from now on.

Breaking Dawn

I finished the last vampire book yesterday, and now I kind of wish I had stopped after number three. Is it just me, or was that one a little more ridiculous than the rest?

My Favorite Locksmith

About a year ago, one of my students hopped in her car to go home and couldn’t get it to start. In order to reach her battery with my battery, I had to park halfway in my neighbor’s driveway and halfway in the middle of the street. I figured it would be okay since it would only take a second. That’s when I locked my keys in the car.

By the time the locksmith arrived, my student had called her brother, gotten her car jumped, and left, leaving my car in the middle of the road for no apparent reason.

A few months later, Ben borrowed a truck from work so we could deliver our couches to the people who bought them off Craigslist. Liam locked himself in the car, and we called the first locksmith who could be at our house in 15 minutes. It just happened to be the same guy who came the last time, and you better believe he remembered my crazy parking job.

Since it had been several months and we knew that locksmith was good, fast, and cheap, I called him this week to see if he could re-key the locks on our new house. When he showed up, I pretended I had never seen him before. (No need to bring up past transgressions, right?) Everything went really well until he finished and I handed him a check. He saw my address and a light bulb turned on above his head. “Oh, yeah!” he said. “You’re the one who locked your kid in the truck, right?”

On Becoming a Permanent Utahn

I found my new favorite grocery store yesterday. It’s called Sunflower Farmers Market, and contrary to how it might sound, it’s neither outside nor temporary. It’s a real live grocery store with tons of cheap, yummy produce and bread and fresh salmon.

But here’s the best part. Remember my favorite kind of candy, which I have to buy online in bulk because it doesn’t exist in the state of Utah? The Sunflower Farmers Market sells sour strawberry belts! Now I can live in Utah for the rest of my life.

Fortunately

We spent last week in Yosemite with my family, hiking, riding bikes, river rafting, and checking out all of the cool wild animals.


One afternoon as we were strolling around the park, a squirrel came up to check us out. My five-year-old nephew, Jacob, threw a piece of bark at the little guy and hit him right in the belly. His mom reprimanded him for trying to hurt the squirrel, but finished her lecture with, “Fortunately the bark was soft, so you didn’t hurt him.” Jacob answered, “Fortunately I GOT that guy!”

Closing #2

We closed on the newer, cuter house yesterday. I'm really excited about this kitchen:


It makes me think I'll have to start making dinner more than once a month, though. Anybody know any good recipes for beginners?

Now we just have to wait and see if it actually records this time. Wish me luck!