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From now on ... I'm going to write all my blog posts like the President's speeches ... vague and undefined --
"Instead, what has defined us as a nation since our founding is the capacity to shape our destiny, our determination to fight for the America we want for our children. Even if we're unsure exactly what that looks like, even if we don't yet precisely know how we're going to get there, we know we'll get there."

Just kidding ... I like having people enjoy reading what I write :-)







Last night when my husband came home an hour and a half early carrying a box I said --
C: "You're home early.  What's up?"A: "I got fired.  They gave me a box and told me to go home."(side note -- this is about as much warning we had when Andrew lost his job last October due to his position being replaced by a computer)C: (my heart rate practically tripled) "Oh my gosh, are you serious"A: "No.  I don't feel good.  I think I ate some rotten lettuce."C: "I'm sorry, I hope you feel better.  Can I get anything for you."
WIMTS -- That was not funny!  You practically gave me a heart attack!  I remember when you lost your job on no notice when I was 8 months pregnant, and I don't think enough time has passed.  Grrrr ... stupid boy with his stupid jokes.
--Yeah ... I'm pretty gullible and he really got me good!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Just because I feel like ... I wanna play a game!6 Truths and 1 LieRules -- I'm going to list 7 statements below ... 6 of them will be true, 1 is a lie and you get to guess which one is the lie.

1. I have tendinitis in my wrists from playing handbells
2. I broke my ankle as a child on Christmas Eve
3. I work in an immunology lab even though I failed immunology in college
4. I'm one of the few Southerners who don't like Sweet Tea or Coke
5. We moved to Nashville because I got a job at Vanderbilt
6. The diamond in my ring is my Mother-in-law's diamond from the ring my Father-in-law proposed with
7. The year after I graduated, they removed my degree from Auburn

Have fun guessing!  oh and you should totally follow me because I'll revel the answer little by little throughout the rest of the week!

The common house spider

I had a great lab meeting and my presentation went really well...expect I think I overloaded my brain.  Now I remember why immunology was the hardest science class for me in college.  So before I start going through my meeting notes, I thought I'd pop by here and share with yall the story of my incounter with the comon house spider last night.

**its kinda long, but I think worth the laugh read**

I'm getting ready to go to bed last night.  We sleep with a sheet, blanket and then duvet on our bed.  I noticed the blanket wasn't on our bed.  hmmm...must have fallen off last night during ... well...this is a family friendly blog, lol!  So, I reach down onto the floor to pull the blue blanket back up onto the bed.  I'm straightening it out and that's when I notice it.  A freaking huge spider!!!!!  I HATE spiders!!!!  So, what do I do?  SCREAM at the top of my lungs!!!!!  ANDREW GET IN HERE!!!!  **side note, we live in a kinda small apartment and the wall our bed backs up to has the couch on the other side.  really all I had to do was say his name really loud, but somehow screaming seemed such a better idea**

The spider is wrapped up the blankets in the far corner of the bed.  I'm sitting making myself as small as I can on the opposite corner.  Andrew comes in: "yes?"
Me: "THERE'S A SPIDER IN THE BLANKETS.  KILL IT, KILL IT NOW!"
Andrew:  "Oh, where exactly?"
Me: "in that blanket!!!  Kill it!"
Andrew...going to get a shoe: "Yeah the neighbor was talking about how he was seeing alot of big spiders in his house.  He thinks they are the common house spider or something."
Me (thinking): I don't give a hoot, just kill the dang spider!  (well, if I'm honest my brain cusses...)

Andrew gets the shoe and moves the blanket of course in my direction.  He can't find the spider.  So now I'm standing up on the bed and screaming "OH MY GOODNESS KILL THE SPIDER".  He finally finds it and kills it.  I look at him terrified "Why did you flip the blanket towards me????"  He answers: "I don't know.  But at least I didn't use your shoe."

Spider dead = the end, right?

So, I'm getting up to grab a new sheet for the bed, because you can't use the one with spider guts and shoe ick on it.  And of course, Andrew is mocking me.  Now I have to insert here that I am one of the most gulible people you will ever meet.  Maybe its because of my naiive trust in people?  Or maybe I'm just gullible.  I was one of those kids that if you said "There's gulible written on the ceiling" I had to look.  Just had to!  I mean, what if it really was and I missed it?

So, Andrew is mocking me nonstop...oh, there's a spider on the dresser, oh there's a spider on Marty's cage, oh there's a spider on the table, and then oh, there's a spider on the ceiling.  Of course I've checked each place...just in case and of course there was no spider.  I look at the ceiling (getting tired of his mocking)..there is no spider on the ceiling.

And then he talks to me in that super-serious you have to belive me voice, and I'm hooked.  "I know, it just fell into your hair."
Me: "oh hahaha, ok there is no spider in my hair"
Andrew: "No really, don't move I'm going to come get it out."
Me (starting to panic): "you're kidding right?  There's not a spider in my hair..."
Andrew: "Don't move."
So of course I put my hands on my head...
Andrew: "Oh my christy it just went into your hair"
I'm on the verge of screaming again and almost in tears when he comes over and messes up my hair and says "I'm just kidding baby...(me = sigh) but be careful because the spider had babies"

Me: "What!  No, you're not fooling me again, there were no babies..."
Andrew (while shutting the door, kinda in that sing-song voice): "Ok, sure, whatever you say, I didn't see any babies."

Now, I'm in a dark room, sitting on the bed completely freaked out about spiders and starting to get concerned that there are baby spiders crawling around our room.  The panic factor creeps in, but I don't want to get off the bed.  What if they are on the floor?

"ANDREW, get in here, are you kidding, are there babies, OH MY GOSH, come back, I can't go to sleep, YOU HAVE TO TELL ME THE TRUTH!!!!!!"

He comes back in and calms me down.  Of course he's joking again (not very funny jokes...) and I go to sleep and dream about spiders.  Oh yeah, called the pest guy and he's coming on Friday, lol!

Not my child's dance

If you read my Concert in the Park post I teased about today's post...and included this picture:

Doesn't she look so sweet and innocent watching her daddy play? Background ... this Saturday Vanderbilt Community band held their annual Concert in the Park. My husband plays in it, and I let Leah go up and see him with all the Vanderbilt students and alumni during the Alma Mater. Well...

My child did NOT decide that Saturday in front of the crowd gathered to watch the band was the perfect time to NOT showcase her new dance. Her new dance does NOT involve spinning in circles and pulling up her dress. She did NOT show the audience what color panties she had on.

I did NOT not fuss and her and try to get her back to our blanket. I did NOT bust out laughing and take pictures and video. Nope, NOT me and NOT my future dance star child!

Worst Names

 

Today Confessions of a Working Mom and the (Un)Experienced Mom host their weekly Top 3 Thursday.  The theme today is your Top 3 Favorite Names.  I thought about it when I read it earlier, but decieded I didn't really have anything interesting to add to this one.  But I have been influenced.  And I'm invoking creative liberty and twisting their theme a bit (don't hate me...its funny)

Top 3 Names I Would NOT Name My Child (that are real names)

3. Bryant : Shudder.  **When it is used as Bear Bryant**  Honestly this just seems like a dog's name to me, but waaaaay to many kids are stuck with this name after the late great Coach Bear Bryant gag Even my sweet nephew has been saddled with this name, but at least its his middle name (and it's b/c of his dad...my sister-in-law's ex)

2. Tyde:  Seriously?  Its the name of detergent people, just changing a letter doesn't make it any better, and it does not show support for your team.

1. Crimson: Oh no.  This poor child is doomed.  And my co-worker told me she knew a little girl named Crimson.  How far will people take their love of a football team?

This post was inspired by this story.  The absolute worst name:  Crimson Tide Redd.  Have I mentioned I grew up in Alabama?  Go read this short little story...it will make you laugh, and you will understand a bit more of some of the people I grew up with!

Disclaimer:  No, I would not name my child War, Eagle, Aubie, Go, Tigers, Shug, Dye, Jordan ... ok I would name a child Jordan, but it would not be pronounced Jurdan


p.s. Perhaps you have to be a true bleed orange and blue Auburn fan to find this funny, but let me tell you...it has made my day.  And I know it will at least make Allyson smile!

Not me post I should've done last week

These are my NOT ME and NOT MY CHILD from our trip to Tuscalooser two weekends ago.







When we went to visit Granna and Pappy, Leah stayed in Aunt Karen's room.  We got her settled down on her little blown up bed close to the ground and asleep.  Well, when I went to wake her up in the morning, I did NOT find my child pulling books off the bookshelf while Aunt Karen was asleep.  I did NOT see this 'innocent' face when she said "Good Morning Mommy."

When I asked her what was on her face, she did NOT reply "I'm putting on my makeup!"  She did NOT color all over her hands, face and pillow with some highlighters that were on the nightstand.

Nope, NOT my perfect little child!

I wound NEVER bug my family with taking pictures of them while they are waking up.

Because taking pictures first thing in the morning is not very nice, so I would NEVER have too much fun doing that.

NOT ME.  I'm always super sweet to my family.  I would NEVER laugh when hubby puts the baby on her tummy and she spits up on the bed.  I would NEVER take a picture before cleaning her up because she has a spit-up beard.  Nope, NOT ME!

I would NEVER go to a beer tasting event and get a 'little' bit tipsy.  I would then NOT walk into the glass door at my brother-in-law's house because I saw Leah and couldn't wait to get inside and give her a hug.  Nope, NOT ME because I'm always smooth and NEVER clumsy.  That's also the reason I did NOT lose my balance and backpedal into the wall later that evening.  Nope, NOT ME!

Happy NOT ME Monday!!!!  Check out MckMama for more Not Me's, and congratulations towards Stellan being all better!

G is for Giggle

When you hear a baby laugh, you just can't help but smile. That is how it is with my Leah. She is super tickleish and may be the only baby who asks you to tickle her. Whenever we are in public and people look sad, all I have to do is get Leah going, and everyone is soon smiling! So, today:

is for Giggles!

Giggles: I LOVE giggles! I absolutely adore the giggles that come from my little ones. Audrey giggled for the first time Sunday night. She giggled at me tonight when we did baby lunges...that is me holding her and bending down then taking her above my head.

I love how Leah giggles at pretty much everything, especially the tickle monster. Wanna smile?

Here is one of my favorite Leah giggling videos:

These giggles have been brought to you by Alphabe Thursday!