Farts and Desitny

There comes a time in every relationship where bodily functions intercede romance, and this touching story from Hahasforhoohas describes just that. I thought I'd share: The Fart that (Almost) Altered my Destiny  "Like everything in life, farts have a time and place. However, I never realized that in the wrong time and place, flatulence had enough power to alter my course in history. Well, it can if it's the third date with the man of your dreams. And, if it makes his eyes burn. If God destined us to be together, I was one SBD away from foiling His plans (that's "Silent...

Irony in it's Finest: 9.5 Weeks

Tuesday, August 14 was our first sonogram, and we were both super excited to see the baby's heart beat, to make it more real for us both, especially Patrick (who was yet to have anything concrete besides my symptom complaints and a positive pregnancy test to help this whole experience seem real). Somehow, I was already starting with a bad case of pregnancy brain....or it could have been the fact that as soon as we got back from vacation, I had to work 4 nights in a row and this was my first day off.....regardless, I told Patrick to be at the hospital...

That Time I Got Real Lucky

My Nana, Aunt Sissy, and cousin Allison came to visit me for 2.5 days. Since they don't have the opportunity to come to Dallas often, I made sure to take them to all the good places, as time allowed......and then I actually drove them to downtown instead of Frisco, becuase I wasn't paying attention the the signs that say NORTH & SOUTH. I can be such a dweeb. We had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory, shopped the Stonebriar mall...trying on wooden mustaches and lounging in Pottery Barn..., and Patrick made hot wings with sugar fries...

It's Getting Real: 9 Weeks

Our mini-us is the size of an olive this week and forming muscles to practice it's acrobatic workouts for the next several months....and oh is it taking it's toll on my body! I always thought being pregnant would be awesome, because I didn't have to face Aunt Flow for 9 whole months or more.....but up until this point I might as well had been facing her every day, and the only evidence I had to feel legitimately pregnant would be: 1. Fighting extreme exhaustion every minute of every day no matter how much rest, to the point that it doesn't...

True Love is Funny

How do I know my husband loves me more than anything in the world? That's easy. Becuase this happened: Remember the first day of our vacation, when we hung out at a pool for the day? You may have noticed I was laying in a chair placed in the shallow part of the water, so only my butt and the top part of my legs were submerged. A while later I needed to empty my ever full-feeling-bladder-now-days and went to the apartment lobby to find their restrooms. I was feeling way too tired to squat, and I NEVER EVER sit on public toilets bare-butted, so I covered the seat with toilet paper, and did...

Mt. "Crap"ulin: Day #6

Ahhh.....And the that time always comes. It's inevitable. The sad day when you wake up and yet another vacation has come and gone. We got up as early as we could to hit the road to home, which wasn't very early at all. I always dread this day for more than one reason, the greatest being the fact that Patrick never fails to be in a terrible mood on these particular days. Again, I talked him into doing something he was totally against: stopping to see an extinct volcano in New Mexico. I'd been dying to step foot on it since...

Pure Greatness: Day #5

We were wanting some low key physical activity for our last full day of vacation and decided to explore the cute little mountain town of Evergreen. The lake was walking distance to the main strip, so after taking a stroll around it a couple of times, we walked to the streets to find something for lunch and found a cozy bistro to hit the spot. On our way back we shopped at the tiniest Farmer's Market I've ever seen, bought the best tasting homemade kettle popcorn I've ever laid taste buds on, and got some homemade good smelling...

Miracle in the Making: 6 Weeks

I couldn't resist interrupting our vacation-picture-stream with an exciting announcement.....So here goes: It doesn't even make sense, really. After 14 months of suspicion to every detail, I put a halt to all hopeful wishes and decided to ride the coaster of life carefree, expectation free. Of course I carried a supply of feminine products with me everywhere for 2 weeks, waiting for the usually late and habitually untimely arrival of dear Aunt Flow. But not only did the cramps not subside, one day...