This post is being iphoned to you from north central Indiana so please excuse the lack of punctuation. Thanksgiving was great as spending time with my family is always enjoyable! We did the shopping thing again this year and I feel good about my deals. On friday night, we drove here to visit with friends and go to a 6 yo birthday party at chuck e. cheese. More on that later.
Anyhow, Trae, our birthday boy, is now very ill. Could be too much cake or the flu, but please pray for him to get better. Also please say a prayer for Aaron as he was cooperative with clean up and we have to drive 2.5 hours tomorrow and he can't be sick. Please add me to your list because of the drive home also. Thank you.
More tomorrow from the homeland.
Nat
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Hot Pants!
we made the trek to ohio last night to visit my family and, you know, eat lots of food and nap alot. my mom asked me to look for something in my closet, and low and behold, look what i found!
"clubbing" pants. size 11. HAHA. i wore these to go out when i was in san antonio in october 2004. with a black tank top and hooker-ish style boots. i'm sure i attracted the attention i didn't want but deserved because i probably looked absolutely ridiculous. red pants? really, natalie?
i'm gonna fit into these pants again. i'm not going to wear them out of the house, but i'm going to put them on and take a picture for you to see.
just give me a few months.
"clubbing" pants. size 11. HAHA. i wore these to go out when i was in san antonio in october 2004. with a black tank top and hooker-ish style boots. i'm sure i attracted the attention i didn't want but deserved because i probably looked absolutely ridiculous. red pants? really, natalie?i'm gonna fit into these pants again. i'm not going to wear them out of the house, but i'm going to put them on and take a picture for you to see.
just give me a few months.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
natty, natty, so fatty.
there are not enough hours in the day. i am going to sound very superficial here, but i need to get my nails done before going out of town tomorrow. they are so long right now, i can hardly take my contacts out. they are like claws. and they are 1/2 hot pink, 1/2 natural nail color. all together now - T.A.C.K.Y. thank you.
i have tutoring tonight in a town about 35 minutes from my house, and that won't be over until around 8:30 or 9. my sister-in-law is house/dog sitting, so i need to make sure the house is in living conditions since she will be there, which means washing the pillowcases on the bed. the extra sheet sets are all clean, but we have so many pillows on our bed, we use every pillowcase in the house to sleep with. and by "we", i mean aaron. she also will have to survive on cereal, because the grocery store is not my friend.
okayyy, here goes. i am committing to the challenge over here, and am hopefully to lose some serious weight in the next year (i'm being realistic, people. i know i won't lose 50 lbs. by february 1, so i'm not even going to try. losing 25lbs/month is NOT healthy). back in 2004 when i was still in college (ah, the memories), i miraculously got down to about 140 lbs which is the least amount i have weighed since, like, 7th grade. the drastic weight loss may or may not have had to do with the end of a serious relationship that may or may not have spiraled into depression, drinking, and bad personal behavior, but that may or may not be the subject of a blog much different than mine. ahem.
anyhow, when i was that "small" (which is "big" for some people) i could go to my closet, pick out WHATEVER i wanted, and slip it on. JOY! but now, i hardly have anything that fits, and even if it does, it is not slipping anywhere, it generally involves tugging. so. time for change. i am brave enough to tell you that i'm on the journey, but not yet brave enough to post my weight. i'm brave enough to tell you that i went out for dinner at don pablos, but not yet brave enough to tell you that i ate the whole basket of chips and salsa. by. my. self. we'll get there though, because i have a feeling this journey will involve a lot of emotions, and my friends, i welcome you to come along.
who is with me?? join the challenge at http://shrinkingjeans.net/ and let's get physical! headband and side pony and spandex, OH MY!
i have tutoring tonight in a town about 35 minutes from my house, and that won't be over until around 8:30 or 9. my sister-in-law is house/dog sitting, so i need to make sure the house is in living conditions since she will be there, which means washing the pillowcases on the bed. the extra sheet sets are all clean, but we have so many pillows on our bed, we use every pillowcase in the house to sleep with. and by "we", i mean aaron. she also will have to survive on cereal, because the grocery store is not my friend.
okayyy, here goes. i am committing to the challenge over here, and am hopefully to lose some serious weight in the next year (i'm being realistic, people. i know i won't lose 50 lbs. by february 1, so i'm not even going to try. losing 25lbs/month is NOT healthy). back in 2004 when i was still in college (ah, the memories), i miraculously got down to about 140 lbs which is the least amount i have weighed since, like, 7th grade. the drastic weight loss may or may not have had to do with the end of a serious relationship that may or may not have spiraled into depression, drinking, and bad personal behavior, but that may or may not be the subject of a blog much different than mine. ahem.
anyhow, when i was that "small" (which is "big" for some people) i could go to my closet, pick out WHATEVER i wanted, and slip it on. JOY! but now, i hardly have anything that fits, and even if it does, it is not slipping anywhere, it generally involves tugging. so. time for change. i am brave enough to tell you that i'm on the journey, but not yet brave enough to post my weight. i'm brave enough to tell you that i went out for dinner at don pablos, but not yet brave enough to tell you that i ate the whole basket of chips and salsa. by. my. self. we'll get there though, because i have a feeling this journey will involve a lot of emotions, and my friends, i welcome you to come along.
who is with me?? join the challenge at http://shrinkingjeans.net/ and let's get physical! headband and side pony and spandex, OH MY!
Friday, November 21, 2008
i went to walgreens last night to scoop up some of my new favorite mouse and hairspray (v05 curl enhancer) ON SALE! and this is the bag they put my goodies in. this looks just like the trash bags i always intend to buy for the bathroom trash can, as in, 13 gallons and no handles. times are cleary tough for the walgreens people.
and this is an updated picture of the monster duke.
the day we got duke, august 4, 2008
wednesday, november 20, 2008.
he's currently 34ish lbs., and because his dad was a dalmation, there is a good chance he won't get above 55 lbs. which is a good thing because he already looks like a horse.
and this is an updated picture of the monster duke.
the day we got duke, august 4, 2008
wednesday, november 20, 2008.
he's currently 34ish lbs., and because his dad was a dalmation, there is a good chance he won't get above 55 lbs. which is a good thing because he already looks like a horse.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
I need to work on keeping this thing up-to-date if I want to one day be a successful “mom blogger”. There are two things one must do to be a mom-blogger:
1.) go forth and multiply (or do whatever necessary to be a mom, like steal small children from the park or adopt.)
2.) write a blog about mom-ish things.
Currently attempting: 2/2
Currently succeeding: 0/2
OY.
The only thing remotely relevant to mom-blogging I can write about today is the part-time job I have taken on. Thanks to recommending by my full-time job manager, I have embarked on the journey of court ordered tutoring. Just a few hours a week with a student who needs a little encouraging on their school work, and all is well with the probation officer. Battery charge? Kicked a girl in the face at the park? Where do these hooligans come from? She doesn’t need tutoring, she needs her butt whooped by her parents or counseling. I am not a parenting coach, however, so I cannot recommend a swift kick in the pants as appropriate punishment for breaking someone's nose.
Pray for me. I don’t want to get pummeled because I know stuff about stuff and she doesn’t. Or the off chance her boyfriend thinks I'm cute. I'd be dead meat.
1.) go forth and multiply (or do whatever necessary to be a mom, like steal small children from the park or adopt.)
2.) write a blog about mom-ish things.
Currently attempting: 2/2
Currently succeeding: 0/2
OY.
The only thing remotely relevant to mom-blogging I can write about today is the part-time job I have taken on. Thanks to recommending by my full-time job manager, I have embarked on the journey of court ordered tutoring. Just a few hours a week with a student who needs a little encouraging on their school work, and all is well with the probation officer. Battery charge? Kicked a girl in the face at the park? Where do these hooligans come from? She doesn’t need tutoring, she needs her butt whooped by her parents or counseling. I am not a parenting coach, however, so I cannot recommend a swift kick in the pants as appropriate punishment for breaking someone's nose.
Pray for me. I don’t want to get pummeled because I know stuff about stuff and she doesn’t. Or the off chance her boyfriend thinks I'm cute. I'd be dead meat.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Happy Anniversary (plus 3 weeks!)!!
Our one year anniversary was October 20th. Our wedding day was the most beautiful day of my life. We were completely surrounded by people who love us and care about us and our marriage. There were plenty of tears, and laughter, and I felt like a princess in every sense of the word. Plus, I had a fun time dancing it up at the reception.
(tears)
(laughter)
(people who love and care about us)
(dancing it up at reception)
(cake, October 20, 2007)
(cake, October 20, 2008) 
You really can have your cake and eat it too! Twice, if you're lucky!
I love you, even when you insist on growing out your facial hair and you look like a lumberjack.
Babywearing!
I am fascinated with babywearing. The closeness and comfort of holding your child close to your heart, letting her feel your love and warmth – I can’t wait! I introduced my husband to the idea of babywearing, and he seemed skeptical at first, worried about the baby falling out of the sling, but I reassured him that thousands of women wear babies, and if done correctly, it’s perfectly safe!
So imagine my surprise yesterday, when he proclaimed (rather loudly) “look, she’s babywearing!”, in regards to woman in front of us at Cabella’s, who was indeed, carrying her adorable little girl in a sling. It was quite fashionable, fyi.
I think he’s coming around!
When I do have a baby, I want this sling, from Nonny&Boo. SO Chic! I know some of my only readers here (hi nikki!) are either expecting or have just had babies. So be sure to check out the Nonny&Boo website for their adorable styles of slings and wraps!
For more information on Babywearing, check out Steph’s blog.
So imagine my surprise yesterday, when he proclaimed (rather loudly) “look, she’s babywearing!”, in regards to woman in front of us at Cabella’s, who was indeed, carrying her adorable little girl in a sling. It was quite fashionable, fyi.
I think he’s coming around!
When I do have a baby, I want this sling, from Nonny&Boo. SO Chic! I know some of my only readers here (hi nikki!) are either expecting or have just had babies. So be sure to check out the Nonny&Boo website for their adorable styles of slings and wraps!
For more information on Babywearing, check out Steph’s blog.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
It has nothing to do with race. I’m already annoyed at the amount of people who have related my fears about Obama’s win to the color of his skin. That could not be farther from the truth. My fear is because of his relations with other countries, and his desire to pull the troops out of Iraq.
Trust me when I say, I don’t like war any more than the next person. But I don’t want war in my backyard. I don’t know if I’ll be able to feel safe again for quite some time. Not because of color, because of surrender. There are three people in my immediate family who have fought in Iraq or Afghanistan, or both. My brother missed my wedding because he was overseas. So trust me when I say that I don’t like war. But protection is necessary and I cherish the commitment of our service men and women to keep us out of harm’s way.
Nicholas M. –United States Air Force
Anthony J. – United States Air Force
Jon C. – United States Marine Corp.
My family. Right there. Not strangers who are a name on a piece of paper. My family.
Do I want them to go back? Heck no! But would they? In a heartbeat. Because “Country First”.
*many classmates, friends siblings, and acquaintances from college have also sacrificed their time away from comfort and their families to serve our great country. Thank you all.
Jared B.
Justin K.
Travis C.
Jason K.
Kade G.
Phil R.
Jon B.
May God hold everyone of us in the palm of His hand, and keep us safe from all harm.
Trust me when I say, I don’t like war any more than the next person. But I don’t want war in my backyard. I don’t know if I’ll be able to feel safe again for quite some time. Not because of color, because of surrender. There are three people in my immediate family who have fought in Iraq or Afghanistan, or both. My brother missed my wedding because he was overseas. So trust me when I say that I don’t like war. But protection is necessary and I cherish the commitment of our service men and women to keep us out of harm’s way.
Nicholas M. –United States Air Force
Anthony J. – United States Air Force
Jon C. – United States Marine Corp.
My family. Right there. Not strangers who are a name on a piece of paper. My family.
Do I want them to go back? Heck no! But would they? In a heartbeat. Because “Country First”.
*many classmates, friends siblings, and acquaintances from college have also sacrificed their time away from comfort and their families to serve our great country. Thank you all.
Jared B.
Justin K.
Travis C.
Jason K.
Kade G.
Phil R.
Jon B.
May God hold everyone of us in the palm of His hand, and keep us safe from all harm.
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