We started Will on rice cereal and he LOVED it. He even tries to put the spoon in his mouth all by himself. So, I decided after about two weeks that we would try oatmeal. He loves that even more. Although, I am not the biggest fan because it makes him constipated. I had tried everything...massaging his belly, doing the bicycle with his legs, giving him fruit. He didn't enjoy the fruit in his oatmeal though. Then, I talked to my Andy's sister, Nikki. She said, "Give him grape juice." What? grape juice? Really? So, I did. And about 30 minutes after he drank it, he pooped. YAY! I have never been so excited about poop before in my life! Well, just to be on the safe side, I gave him a little more the next day. He's pooped 3 times since MIDNIGHT. What the heck?! I am SO tired of poopy diapers. THEY STINK! But, it was so worth it! Little guys being constipated is not fun for mom or baby!
So, hallelujah for grape juice!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
"I'm starting with the man in the mirror"
Say what you want about Michael Jackson. You can't deny he was a great artist, dancer and world peace/human rights advocate.
Last night I watched the 20/20 special about Michael Jackson. In talking about the fact that he seems to be regressing, back to a child, and the behaves childish, MJ said these words: "I am a firm believer in Jesus Christ. He said to become like the children. I am not childish, I am childlike. When I see children, I see the face of God."
Last night I watched the 20/20 special about Michael Jackson. In talking about the fact that he seems to be regressing, back to a child, and the behaves childish, MJ said these words: "I am a firm believer in Jesus Christ. He said to become like the children. I am not childish, I am childlike. When I see children, I see the face of God."
I'm Starting With The Man In
The Mirror
(Ooh!)
I'm Asking Him To Change His
Ways
(Change His Ways-Ooh!)
And No Message Could've
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make That . . .
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make That . . .)
Change!
No one is perfect. We are not the ones who should judge. I think we could all learn a lesson from MJ.
The Mirror
(Ooh!)
I'm Asking Him To Change His
Ways
(Change His Ways-Ooh!)
And No Message Could've
Been Any Clearer
If You Wanna Make The World
A Better Place
(If You Wanna Make The
World A Better Place)
Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make That . . .
(Take A Look At Yourself And
Then Make That . . .)
Change!
No one is perfect. We are not the ones who should judge. I think we could all learn a lesson from MJ.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
My obsession must now end.
As you all know, I have a major obsession with Jon&Kate Plus 8. Now, living here in MNT time, it doesn't come on until 10 pm, which is WAY past my bedtime. My good friend Becca told me the other day that Jon&Kate were making a BIG announcement. Well, all along, I have really been routing for them to make things work. They have 8 beautiful children, and they are in the show for them...right?
Apparently not. Last night, Jon&Kate announced that they were separating. Ok, take a little time apart. I can understand that, and I don't even have 8 kids. While they were explaining their feelings, I was most disappointed with Jon. He actually said, "I'm sad this is happening, but it's a new chapter in my life and I am excited." Oh really? You're excited you are tearing your family apart? Oh, real cool Jon. I've been on his side the most during all the DRAMA. I thought he was just tired of the fame. But, I guess he's just tired of being tied down now that he has money. Personally, if he would have NEVER quit his job two years ago, I really don't think they would be having these issues...and if he had a little bit of a backbone and didn't let Kate be such a...well, you know.
I have watched the show for a very long time. I know it's just a show, and I don't really know these people. But, yes, I am one of those fans who feels like they were apart of my family. Well, Andy and I decided that if Jon&Kate split up, we will no longer be watching the show. So, the obsession must end. We do not want to watch a family being torn apart. I have divorced parents. Who wants to watch that on TV? We don't. I would totally be on bored if they would have even tried. In their first episode this season, Kate said it took 5 years to get this way. So you give yourself 8 months to "work things out"? If it took 5 years to get to this point, it will take at least 5 years to work it out. But, what do I know?
So Long Obsession with Jon&Kate Plus 8.
Apparently not. Last night, Jon&Kate announced that they were separating. Ok, take a little time apart. I can understand that, and I don't even have 8 kids. While they were explaining their feelings, I was most disappointed with Jon. He actually said, "I'm sad this is happening, but it's a new chapter in my life and I am excited." Oh really? You're excited you are tearing your family apart? Oh, real cool Jon. I've been on his side the most during all the DRAMA. I thought he was just tired of the fame. But, I guess he's just tired of being tied down now that he has money. Personally, if he would have NEVER quit his job two years ago, I really don't think they would be having these issues...and if he had a little bit of a backbone and didn't let Kate be such a...well, you know.
I have watched the show for a very long time. I know it's just a show, and I don't really know these people. But, yes, I am one of those fans who feels like they were apart of my family. Well, Andy and I decided that if Jon&Kate split up, we will no longer be watching the show. So, the obsession must end. We do not want to watch a family being torn apart. I have divorced parents. Who wants to watch that on TV? We don't. I would totally be on bored if they would have even tried. In their first episode this season, Kate said it took 5 years to get this way. So you give yourself 8 months to "work things out"? If it took 5 years to get to this point, it will take at least 5 years to work it out. But, what do I know?
So Long Obsession with Jon&Kate Plus 8.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Oh the JOY!
Remember my last blog, you know, the update/no good, very bad day? When I talked about my AC being broken and how they to "fix" it?
This is ANOTHER blog about my STILL broke AC.
So, when we moved in, our RA (by the way, we live in student housing) told us when she and our neighbor cleaned our apartment for Becca, they noticed the AC was leaking. They called AND Becky noted it on the move-in sheet. Well, they also turned off the AC. When maintenance came to "clean" our apartment before we moved it, it obviously was not leaking because is was off. I called the office, told them, and this is what the girl said to me "Ok." What? OK? That's all you have to say to me, is OK? No, it's not OK. No one came by that day. So, the next day I went to the office. I told them AGAIN. So, they say to me, and I quote, "You're running it too hard. With the cooler weather, there is really no need to run it at 68-69." Oh, really? Hmm, I am pretty sure I am running it at 71-72. But, OK. So, they say "If it still is leaking tomorrow call us and we'll come down." OK. Well, lo and behold, my AC is STILL leaking the next day. So, I call AGAIN. Then, I hang up and I walk my cute tush down there. They must have thought I was real cute that day because they decided to grace me with their precence and "fix" my AC. They pulled the vent out of the ceiling, made a huge mess, pulled the vent out of my neighbors ceiling, made a huge mess in her apartment, blew some stuff through it, put the vents back and called it fixed. YAY...right? No. As soon as the AC kicked on again, it starts dripping. So, I call the office AGAIN. Tell them that the guys JUST left and it is still dripping. "oh, it'll drip for a little big, but it'll stop. If it doesn't stop, call us in the morning." So, I say...OK! Well, I call in the morning, cause go figure, it's STILL dripping. And it's getting even worse. And what does the girl say to me...guess. I bet you can't guess. She says "OK." NO, it's NOT OK. UGHHH! I am so over that word! No one comes by.
That brings me to today. With a STILL dripping AC, which has filled my cleaning bucket about a thrid of the way full, and continues to drip. I called again and they are going to send someone to "fix" it again. I hope they don't come during Will's nap. He's teething and I've drugged him with some Baby Orajel and he's actually sleeping. I've got myself a Dr. Pepper and I'm blogging, looking up just how far you have to run, bike and swim in a triathalon that I have told my friend Heidi I would do with her...in Septemeber, and watching some cop show that I have been watching for two days straight now. Mostly because I have NO clue what it is called, and so I watch it so I can see the opening credits, but they don't show the name.
And in the background all I hear is "drip, drip-drip, drip."
This is ANOTHER blog about my STILL broke AC.
So, when we moved in, our RA (by the way, we live in student housing) told us when she and our neighbor cleaned our apartment for Becca, they noticed the AC was leaking. They called AND Becky noted it on the move-in sheet. Well, they also turned off the AC. When maintenance came to "clean" our apartment before we moved it, it obviously was not leaking because is was off. I called the office, told them, and this is what the girl said to me "Ok." What? OK? That's all you have to say to me, is OK? No, it's not OK. No one came by that day. So, the next day I went to the office. I told them AGAIN. So, they say to me, and I quote, "You're running it too hard. With the cooler weather, there is really no need to run it at 68-69." Oh, really? Hmm, I am pretty sure I am running it at 71-72. But, OK. So, they say "If it still is leaking tomorrow call us and we'll come down." OK. Well, lo and behold, my AC is STILL leaking the next day. So, I call AGAIN. Then, I hang up and I walk my cute tush down there. They must have thought I was real cute that day because they decided to grace me with their precence and "fix" my AC. They pulled the vent out of the ceiling, made a huge mess, pulled the vent out of my neighbors ceiling, made a huge mess in her apartment, blew some stuff through it, put the vents back and called it fixed. YAY...right? No. As soon as the AC kicked on again, it starts dripping. So, I call the office AGAIN. Tell them that the guys JUST left and it is still dripping. "oh, it'll drip for a little big, but it'll stop. If it doesn't stop, call us in the morning." So, I say...OK! Well, I call in the morning, cause go figure, it's STILL dripping. And it's getting even worse. And what does the girl say to me...guess. I bet you can't guess. She says "OK." NO, it's NOT OK. UGHHH! I am so over that word! No one comes by.
That brings me to today. With a STILL dripping AC, which has filled my cleaning bucket about a thrid of the way full, and continues to drip. I called again and they are going to send someone to "fix" it again. I hope they don't come during Will's nap. He's teething and I've drugged him with some Baby Orajel and he's actually sleeping. I've got myself a Dr. Pepper and I'm blogging, looking up just how far you have to run, bike and swim in a triathalon that I have told my friend Heidi I would do with her...in Septemeber, and watching some cop show that I have been watching for two days straight now. Mostly because I have NO clue what it is called, and so I watch it so I can see the opening credits, but they don't show the name.
And in the background all I hear is "drip, drip-drip, drip."
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Hey! I'm BACK!
It's only been like a week since I last blogged, and I am pretty sure I have been going through withdraws.
Things that have been going on at the Fraser Pad:
Tuesday and Wednesday consisted of packing, with Andy doing most of the work. As Mom Fraser so smartly put it: "When I was nursing Jody, I always felt so bad when I couldn't help clean things up. Then, I had Nikki, and I realized, I can't help, I have to nurse the baby. And I got a good 15 minutes or more of peace and quite." Yes, mom. I agree. (And I've only got one kid!)
Thursday consisted of moving our entire one bedroom apartment down three flights of stairs, over 20 steps and up one more flight of steps. (The couch went through the window. Don't worry, it was open.) Then, sleeping in our OWN room for the first time in FOUR months! It was heaven. Then, we went to visit Grandpa Ray for one last time.
Friday consisted of Andy sluffing work. (I never heard the word sluffing until I moved here. Now, I say it every chance I get. It's like the word biffed.) We attempted to unpack. It's mostly finished. We had to call maintenence because our AC leaks...all OVER our food shelves. Yeah, that doesn't make me too happy. Who wants moldy food? (It's STILL not fixed.)
Saturday consisted of picking up Jake from the airport. We sure love seeing him! I had planned to make a YUMMY zucchini casserole for Jake and Nikki. But, mom and dad's oven is out of commission. So, we went to The Magic Wok and ate yummy, yummy CHINESE food!
Sunday consisted of finishing our laundry, trying to unpack AND get to Chruch. So, we ended up sluffing Church. (See, there is that word again.) Then, we had Grandpa Ray's Viewing. He looked so good.
Monday consisted of Grandpa Ray's funeral. It was a beautiful funeral and we will really miss our Grandpa Ray.
That brings me to today...the day where EVERYTHING just went wrong.
1. I left my zucchini casserole stuff at mom's. So, I knew I had to go get that at some point.
2. I've started Will on a napping schedule. He cries for about 15 minutes, then I go in, rub his head and he's out for the next 2 hours. But, that 15 mintues is the LONGEST 15 minutes of my life!
3. The grocery store went really, really well. For once.
4. When I got home, I realized I don't have the new house key on my key ring. Nice, locked myself out.
5. The chocolate chips melted in the car.
6. Smith's called. You left your wallet. GREAT!
7. Time to go get the food from mom's before it goes bad.
8. OH! There's a TREE in the middle of the interstate.
9. Sit in rush hour traffic.
10. Realize you left your cookbook at mom's and you can't remember if the casserole has rice or not. (It doesn't)
11. Go searching for the cookbook at someone else's house.
12. Miss walking with Eden because dinner isn't done.
13. Find the recipe at Danina's house. YES!
14. COOK dinner. FINALLY. Hey, it's only 7:30. PM!
15. Try to put Will to bed. Yeah, right.
16. Check the casserole. Chicken is STILL not cooked. At it's 8:00 pm.
17. Will still crying. Andy stops studying to put will to sleep. It's 830. Dinner still isn't done.
18. Check dinner again. The heat from the oven burns your face. Run it under cold water without drowning.
19. Dinner finshed. Eat. YUM!
20 Top of the day with a slice of kalua pie from Marie's.
Things that have been going on at the Fraser Pad:
Tuesday and Wednesday consisted of packing, with Andy doing most of the work. As Mom Fraser so smartly put it: "When I was nursing Jody, I always felt so bad when I couldn't help clean things up. Then, I had Nikki, and I realized, I can't help, I have to nurse the baby. And I got a good 15 minutes or more of peace and quite." Yes, mom. I agree. (And I've only got one kid!)
Thursday consisted of moving our entire one bedroom apartment down three flights of stairs, over 20 steps and up one more flight of steps. (The couch went through the window. Don't worry, it was open.) Then, sleeping in our OWN room for the first time in FOUR months! It was heaven. Then, we went to visit Grandpa Ray for one last time.
Friday consisted of Andy sluffing work. (I never heard the word sluffing until I moved here. Now, I say it every chance I get. It's like the word biffed.) We attempted to unpack. It's mostly finished. We had to call maintenence because our AC leaks...all OVER our food shelves. Yeah, that doesn't make me too happy. Who wants moldy food? (It's STILL not fixed.)
Saturday consisted of picking up Jake from the airport. We sure love seeing him! I had planned to make a YUMMY zucchini casserole for Jake and Nikki. But, mom and dad's oven is out of commission. So, we went to The Magic Wok and ate yummy, yummy CHINESE food!
Sunday consisted of finishing our laundry, trying to unpack AND get to Chruch. So, we ended up sluffing Church. (See, there is that word again.) Then, we had Grandpa Ray's Viewing. He looked so good.
Monday consisted of Grandpa Ray's funeral. It was a beautiful funeral and we will really miss our Grandpa Ray.
That brings me to today...the day where EVERYTHING just went wrong.
1. I left my zucchini casserole stuff at mom's. So, I knew I had to go get that at some point.
2. I've started Will on a napping schedule. He cries for about 15 minutes, then I go in, rub his head and he's out for the next 2 hours. But, that 15 mintues is the LONGEST 15 minutes of my life!
3. The grocery store went really, really well. For once.
4. When I got home, I realized I don't have the new house key on my key ring. Nice, locked myself out.
5. The chocolate chips melted in the car.
6. Smith's called. You left your wallet. GREAT!
7. Time to go get the food from mom's before it goes bad.
8. OH! There's a TREE in the middle of the interstate.
9. Sit in rush hour traffic.
10. Realize you left your cookbook at mom's and you can't remember if the casserole has rice or not. (It doesn't)
11. Go searching for the cookbook at someone else's house.
12. Miss walking with Eden because dinner isn't done.
13. Find the recipe at Danina's house. YES!
14. COOK dinner. FINALLY. Hey, it's only 7:30. PM!
15. Try to put Will to bed. Yeah, right.
16. Check the casserole. Chicken is STILL not cooked. At it's 8:00 pm.
17. Will still crying. Andy stops studying to put will to sleep. It's 830. Dinner still isn't done.
18. Check dinner again. The heat from the oven burns your face. Run it under cold water without drowning.
19. Dinner finshed. Eat. YUM!
20 Top of the day with a slice of kalua pie from Marie's.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
You Looked Like a Duggar
On Sunday, I wore this cute, ankle length kakhi skirt to Church.
Last night, during pillow talk, I told Andy he looked really good on Sunday.
He says, "Thanks. You looked like a Duggar."
Nice, way to ruin the mood, punk!
Last night, during pillow talk, I told Andy he looked really good on Sunday.
He says, "Thanks. You looked like a Duggar."
Nice, way to ruin the mood, punk!
Saturday, June 6, 2009
The Hunger Games
So, as most of you know, I'm a reading fiend. Yes, fiend.
My great friend/godmother (if we did that kinda thing) to my son, Raquel knows I love to read. She loaned this brand new book she had just bought on Amazon. It was called the Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. She had not yet read it, but somehow she knew I needed something new to read. (Seeing as I keep reading the Outlander series over and over and over and over...well you get the picture.) Well, I will say, when she told me what it was about, I was a little skeptical. But, I started reading it while we were still hanging out at their place. *I love that I can go over there, Andy and Matt can play Mario Cart, Will sleeps, and me and Raquel do our own thing and still love being together!* I read the first 30 pages or something, but it was slow going and I didn't pick it up again for a few weeks. Instead, I picked up Dragonfly in Amber, the 3rd book in the Outlander Series. Then, I got tired of reading it, and picked up The Hunger Games again...and I couln't put it down! It is one of the best books I have read! I love it. I couldn't believe the ending! I can't wait for the next one to hit the shelves. It's called Catching Fire. Such a good book. It's slow at first, but once you get past the first 50 or so pages, you won't be able to put it down! So, I am telling you all to go pick it up.
*side note: Andy's parents left for Europe today, for an ENTIRE MONTH. Yeah, I'm jealous. I hope they don't get pick pocketed by Gypsies. That's the story I want to tell when I go to Eroupe one day.
My great friend/godmother (if we did that kinda thing) to my son, Raquel knows I love to read. She loaned this brand new book she had just bought on Amazon. It was called the Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. She had not yet read it, but somehow she knew I needed something new to read. (Seeing as I keep reading the Outlander series over and over and over and over...well you get the picture.) Well, I will say, when she told me what it was about, I was a little skeptical. But, I started reading it while we were still hanging out at their place. *I love that I can go over there, Andy and Matt can play Mario Cart, Will sleeps, and me and Raquel do our own thing and still love being together!* I read the first 30 pages or something, but it was slow going and I didn't pick it up again for a few weeks. Instead, I picked up Dragonfly in Amber, the 3rd book in the Outlander Series. Then, I got tired of reading it, and picked up The Hunger Games again...and I couln't put it down! It is one of the best books I have read! I love it. I couldn't believe the ending! I can't wait for the next one to hit the shelves. It's called Catching Fire. Such a good book. It's slow at first, but once you get past the first 50 or so pages, you won't be able to put it down! So, I am telling you all to go pick it up.
*side note: Andy's parents left for Europe today, for an ENTIRE MONTH. Yeah, I'm jealous. I hope they don't get pick pocketed by Gypsies. That's the story I want to tell when I go to Eroupe one day.
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