Let’s be real here folks… you come to stopbouncing for the snark, not the baby talk.
Thus, I am going to do my best to keep the two blogs separate… that way you can enjoy the lighter side of Stephanie (which technically I lost in February when my body decided that the best place for baby protection was my ass) here and the pregnant side over on ssmak.wordpress.com
Seem Fair?
(disclaimer: cell phone photos)
(disclaimer: cell phone photos)
Howdy Y’all!
I’m still banging around, things have just been CRAZY lately.
Since we last talked:
* Mr.C Turned 1
* Mr. C is an INTERNATIONAL MODEL on a Fisher-Price toy. He’s on Amazon.com right now, we’re waiting to see if he gets on the box.
Fisher-Price Push'n'See Monkey
(Yes, that really is MY KID. Those toes drive me insane with nibbles!)
* Mr. C has 8 teeth, including one molar.
* Mr. C got baptized. Which, if you know me, is a big freakin’ deal.
* We’re up to about 10 words, “Baywee” (Bailey), Kitty, Doggie, MOMMA!, Dada, Piggies (toes), Up, Yeah, Hi, Bye, Baby. He’ll imitate syllable noises too.
* I have not been committed to the nuthouse. yet.
* Steve and I celebrated our 7-year wedding anniversary.
* In late June, I had a “wacky” idea. Started working on it in July. Did a whole bunch of legal stuff. Found out on Mr. C’s birthday that I AM A SMALL BUSINESS OWNER.
You may say that my cloth diapering obsession has reached epic proportions.
freshandfluffyshop.com
For a while, we were pretty sure that The Dude was Richard Wright reincarnated.
However, he’s making me think he’s more of a Houdini…
Example 1)
[No, he is not faceplanting, he is CRAWLING OUT of his 3-point-harness rocker seat.]
”Momma smells, I’m gonna pop you in here for like, 5 minutes while I shower…”
”(Screams of protest)”
”You’re fine.”
I pop my head out of the shower because he’s making it sound like he’s being attacked by bears to see he’s turned himself upside down and is attempting an escape.
In the time it took me to wash the 2-in-1 out my hair and wrap myself in a towel, he had loosened himself out and was motoring across the floor.
Example 2) 
“Come on Dude, let’s go swimming!”
”YEAH!”
Across the pool he goes and over the side.
And then back into the pool.
And back out.
And back in.
And out.
wash. rinse. repeat.
1) I have REALLY missed the clacking comfort of two-handed typing.
2) The Thing to do over on the Book of Faces is “30 days of music”. First, I can’t do anything for 30 days. I tried flossing for a month, I lasted a week. Secondly, I don’t have 30 days to do anything. There’s a mountain of laundry downstairs that would make Bear Grylls shudder.
And NNNOOO haters, it’s not all diapers, it’s 3-weeks of my laundry I’ve been going down and retrieving piece-by-piece on an as-needed basis.
Anyway, as much as I live music, I decided to do a little word swap.
Without further ado: 30 Days of Food in One Post
(I had to use some creative licensing here….)
Day 01 – Your favorite food
BEER!
Day 02 – Your least favorite food
Beets. Freakin’ ew.
Day 03 – A food that makes you happy
Lemons
Day 04 – A food that makes you sad
Bananas
Day 05 – A food that reminds you of someone
Chicken Wings
Day 06 – A food that reminds you of somewhere
Crepes
Day 07 – A food that reminds you of a certain event
Elephant Ears
Day 08 – A food that you can make without a recipe
Shit on a Shingle
Day 09 – A food that you can dance to
Peanut Butter Jelly!
Day 10 – A food that makes you fall asleep
Open-faced turkey sammich, on thick white bread with gravy and potatoes.
Day 11 – A food from your favorite department
Cauliflower (Produce)
Day 12 – A food from a department you hate
Pigs Feet (Processed/canned)
Day 13 – A food that is a guilty pleasure
Mac and Cheese. Homemade. With crumbly top.
Day 14 – A food that no one would expect you to love
Tofu.
Day 15 – A food that describes you
Chicken. As in an “Attribute”.
Day 16 – A food that you used to love but now hate
Circus Peanuts
Day 17 – A food that you often hear “buzzed about”
Cupcakes.
Day 18 – A food that you wish you heard “buzzed about”
Zucchini
Day 19 – A food from your favorite album
Tea for the Tillerman (not my “Favorite!” album, but I’m out of food related albums)
Day 20 – A food that you eat to when you’re angry
Chips (er, crisps….)
Day 21 – A food that you eat when you’re happy
Ice Cream! (though I eat it when I’m sad too)
Day 22 – A food that you eat when you’re sad
Popcorn (though I eat it when I’m happy too)
Day 23 – A food that you want to serve at your wedding
If I wasn’t already married and money wasn’t an object, Lobster.
Day 24 – A food that you want to serve at your funeral
Boston Creme Doughnuts
Day 25 – A food that makes you laugh
Cucumbers. Tee hee.
Day 26 – A food that you can play as an instrument
Conch (well, I don’t know that *I* could…)
Day 27 – A food that you wish you could play
Tuna Fish. You can tune a piano…
Day 28 – A food that makes you feel guilty
Glorious, glorious cheese
Day 29 – A food from your childhood
Key Lime Pie
Day 30 – Your favorite food at this time last year
Sit-down/Dine-in Mexican.
(original idea here: http://tumblring.net/30-songs-in-30-days-list-for-your-tumblr/)
I assure all of you in my blogcircle that I AM reading your posts.
Figured that most of you didn’t want me to bother with a comment like, “Rock on!” or “YEAH!” or “And then I ate a candle!” (if you do, let me know and I’ll make sure to comment on your posts)
That being said, most of my reading time involves doing something with my boobs, thus making it hard to type and do whatever it is at the same time. I have, however, become rather ambidextrous with my mousing!
Figured that most of my readership doesn’t want/need play-by-plays of my daily life (seeing as it pretty much revolves around poop and naps and making food for poop) or cares that I am spring cleaning to the nth. Rather than clog up your feeds and readers, it’s best to wait until something cool happens.
Oh, and I lost my job.
Right, that is all.
(trying not to make him look like something out of an antique medical book)
(And I was squishing his cheeks)
(extreme close-up!)
Dear Lady on the Train who was Painting Her Nails,
Really?
WTF?
Who paints their nails on the TRAIN?!
I STILL have a headache.
Dear Pedestrians,
Just because you have the right-of-way doesn’t mean you get to walk like an ass.
Use the crosswalk.
Cross when you’re allowed.
Don’t dawdle.
Also, I don’t want to hit you any more than you want to be hit, so The Death Stare isn’t necessary.
Dear C-Section Scar,
If you’d stop hurting after I work out, I could work out more.
Dear Mr. C,
If you’d stop putting your arm up to your elbow into your mouth, you wouldn’t throw up.
Just Sayin’.
Dear Mr. C’s Teeth,
You’re hurting my baby.
Show yourselves already.
Dear Lady Who is Always in Front of Me Wherever I Go,
Get your change, move aside.
Do not stand directly in front of the register and repack your bills and change into your wallet, put your wallet into your purse, close your purse, put your purse over your shoulder and take your bag.
Dear Beer,
How I loved and missed you.
