Can you say DAMN!!!

In my fantasy world this is what my boyfriend's body looks like...




















In the real world it's more like this...

Too Much Trampoline...

Baby Ween went a little wild on the trampoline
over the weekend and ended up with a broken arm.
A crack in her Humerus bone right below her shoulder.
The fracture is so high on her arm no cast was

required. She just has to wear a sling for a couple
of weeks and go back in a few days for another x-ray.
Baby Ween seems to be taking it in stride.

That's Right...I Went...

Sunday Night Pay-Per-View Extravaganza

NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS!!!!!!

Mr. Mark, Kyle and I went to witness it all. I must say it was a lot of fun. I took lots of pictures, bought a program and had my Crab Fries from Chickie & Pete's.

I would go again....

Turning Two Was A Success...

Baby Ween turned two on June 20th and I can't believe it. While she grows more inquisitive and hysterical everyday I sometimes miss her babyness. The other night before bed she allowed me to hold her in my arms like a baby and I sang "Rock-a-Bye-Baby" to her several times. But before I got too content she sat back up and I had to recount every detail of her birthday party and sing Happy Birthday to her several times. I was then called into service to sing several more made up songs before she would relent and allow me to put her into her crib. This was also the night our air conditioner broke so anyone sitting on their deck likely heard my homemade version of "She'll be Coming Around the Mountain." In my song Elizabeth was the one who was coming around the mountain, in a pickup with Daddy, with a big brown bear, with a silly penguin and carrying a purple baby. It just went on and on. She makes it harder and harder to leave her room at night, learning easily, it seems, how to stall for more time. I rub the sheets, I kiss her face all over, I sometimes allow her to squish my more then ample tummy. She turns her music on, jumps around a little bit and then reaches out to me as I walk to the door. All in a bid to not have to lay down, to not have to close the book on another day. As I've done every night since her arrival home from the hospital I creep in before I go to sleep. I listen for her breath and I say a small pray for her safetly and her happiness. I also say thank you for all those who love her and for having her in our lives. As the road to three unfurls I'm excited by what will come next not just for Baby Ween, but for all of us.

New Interests for Baby Ween...

Sunday our almost two year old Baby Ween was in the kitchen with me. I opened the fridge for something and she bent down and retrieved one of Daddy's "bottles". She stood up, held up the bottle and said "Beer". Plain as day. She had never uttered it before so I was floored. She turned and found Daddy in the living room and delivered his beverage, without him even asking. What service!!

When I returned to the living room she was daintily walking around the room with her little plastic mug saying "hot tea, hot tea". Then something caught her eye. Daddy was scanning the channels and she seemed interested in something she had seen. Daddy went back a few channels and there it was...Ultimate Fighting. Two guys were going to town beating on each other and Baby Ween started going crazy. She was jumping around, hollering, kicking her feet and swinging her arms. Daddy and I sat there cracking up at her display. This went on for a minute or so until one of the fighters knocked the other out and the match was over. She got quiet and as mysteriously as it began it was over. She raised her cup to her lips took a sip and said "hot tea, hot tea."

Getting My Splash On...

I Love this...

...because it's true. Yet I can't stop over-reacting
or worrying.

This Truly Annoys Me...

I go online to check my credit card account and this glaring red "security message" is there. Saying my account is currently at risk for fraudulent activity so they are sending me a new card. Again...really?

This is the second time in as many years that a "major retailer" that I shop at has allowed their customers information to get stolen. So now I have to get a new credit card and go through the hassle of updating my information with all the companies I do automated payments with. When I asked which retailer was causing the trouble I was told they don't know. Last time it was the parent company of Marshall's and Home Goods that did it to me (not that I ever remember shopping there during the affected time period). So I wonder who it is this time. I was just beginning to remember the second new credit card number I was given and now I'm going to have to memorize a third one.

I guess I should be happy that my credit card company is watching out for me but this is the same company that shut my card off on two different occasions while I was traveling out of state, and shut me down at Christmas time when I tried to buy a $500 laptop online. I'm not naive enough to think they are protecting me - they are covering their own ass, so they don't have to pay fraudulent charges that turn out not to be mine. Though I imagine if my card is ever truly stolen they will let those charges go through and not bat an eye. That would just be my luck.

A Field Trip...

As Baby Ween gets older I've learned that she needs new things to help her learn about her world. So last Friday Baby Ween and I took a road trip to meet my wonderful friend A and her girls at the Hands on House. Since I'm anxious about almost everything now, this outing was no exception. I was worried about BW dealing with other kids, strangers kids and what happened if someone knocked her down, ran her over etc.

Well I shouldn't have worried. Baby Ween was good in the car and A and I were able to have a nice lunch with the girls before we went exploring. The museum is cool with lots of different themed areas. Baby Ween seemed to really like the produce section of the grocery store, the magnetic building blocks and the larger then life light bright. As for "strangers kids" there were no issues. In fact when Baby Ween found herself at the top of some stairs holding her arms out for me to come and get her a little girl, who was coming down, promptly took her hand and helped her get to me. It was very sweet.

We finally called it a day around 2:00pm and Baby Ween was asleep in the car in approximately ten minutes. I'd like to say she slept the whole way home but she woke up when I stopped at Sonic for my happy hour lemonade slush and then she was awake the rest of the way. It was a very good day and I'm hoping we can find another fun place to meet soon.

Sometimes Golf is Interesting...

Because he didn't want to play the rest of his round
all dirty.




















"Now I'm just going to ignore you standing here in your underwear and I'm going to tell you about the hole."

A Proud Mom Moment....

We all know that baby Ween doesn't say much. She's supposed to say more then she does (according to her doctor) but she's taking her sweet time getting there. Last night we were having pizza for dinner and she had eaten her piece. I asked her if she wanted more. She looked at me said "more" and signed it plain as day. I of course was ecstatic and let her know. This made her very pleased so she said it and signed it again. The funny thing is I haven't done any signing with her in months, mainly because I was really bad about remembering to do it myself. I was so happy I could have cried. It was a good end to a rather trying day.