Eviction Notice!!!

I am issuing notice for EVICTION. Tenant, Baby Adams, will have 30 days in which he can either gather his belongings and promptly vacate the premises, or wait until the final day. After which, he will be physically removed from the property.

He's being evicted due to breech of contract and destruction of property. Expansions only to the FRONT of the premises, within reasonable limits, were discussed. Not only have these limits been exceeded, but additions to the back and sides were also made!

Remodeling and gutting of the premises was never approved, nor was changing the initial layout and base structure. And due to property damage, there are now leaks in both the upper AND lower levels, the landlord has received numerous complaints about nightly disturbances.

After 30 days from this day that he doesn’t comply with the notice will result in immediate and forceful removal at my discretion.

The pumpkin mob

I'm loving the pumpkin hats, Whitney humored me long enough for a photo but isn't too keen on wearing it til next year with little Wesley. Olivier was held against his will and wouldn't take a group photo. Then he spent the rest of the evening attacking me. I think that he is more anxious for me to get back to life than Whit or I, though we are counting down the days.


Though its a little early to be carving pumpkins its one of the few Halloween activities that I can do this year. So we are carving twice. Here is round 1. We went over to carve with the Neros and made some yummy caramel apples. I prefer friendly over scary.

28 weeks and counting....

Here I am at 28 weeks. Though I don't think I am much bigger than I was at 20 weeks I must be cause the comments are starting to come. I chalk it up to karma cause I always told Audra how great she looked and laughed when she told me the comments that she got.

As far as an update goes, I am on a water diet due to kidney stones and feel as if I just might float away. I am taking lovenox shots thanks to family history of clots and rest. I am happy to say that I haven't bruised but instead have "love marks" covering my belly. Only 2 more months of rest and 3 months til Wesley makes his appearance.

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday Whitney! Now is it 25 or 26? I always get confused. I know its a little embarrassing when you don't even know how old your husband is. But in my defense, when we met he said that he was 23. So a few weeks later when his birthday rolled around I naturally added a year. So last year I thought we were celebrating his 25th birthday, nope he was only 24. Oops! I forgot to consider the "rounding rule".
But this year we did celebrate his 25th birthday and we were definitely going to have cake. (I had to make up for last year when I totally forgot and instead had a disgusting gluten free pie that we bought last minute.) When I asked Whitney what kind of cake he wanted this year, thinking yellow or chocolate? He said he wanted a gun cake. A gun cake? Yep. So I asked my sister Christina to help me out since she is great at making / decorating cakes. Not being a big fan of guns we also decided to make a fall / halloween cake since it is his favorite time of year.
To celebrate his birthday we enjoyed a free meal at Paradiso (gotta love the free meals) and just enjoyed spending the day together. Later we had some friends over for games and pizza. An hour after we ordered the pizza and still hungry we called, only to find out that they delivered to the upstairs apartment. Arghhh... So they rushed us out some fresh pizzas and the neighbors got pizza too. Whit went off to the midnight movie and I happily went to bed.

Dream comes true... just not mine

So I recently had a dream that I became pregnant while I was 6 months pregnant. And it just happened over and over again. I was eternally pregnant. For me it was more of a nightmare. I was relieved that it couldn't really happen. But today Christina shared an interesting news story with me.

Pregnant while being pregnant.

Aghhh..... But this is actually kind of cool and wouldn't mind it so much. Sure glad it can't happen past 24 days though.

Moving and shaking

I have felt our little guy move since about 18 weeks and have seen little movements. However every time Whit tries to feel the baby move nothing. This weekend we are just watching a movie and the next thing we know we see something sticking out of my belly. It was the coolest, trippy alien thing I have seen. So we spent a good portion of the weekend watching the belly move and Whit finally has felt baby Adams.

Hormones mades me do it

Hormones mades me do it, that's my story and I am sticking to it. Now this could prove that I shouldn't be allowed to make decision when pregnant, but it does have some nice advantages. First Whitney loves it (though he wishes that I would have gone shorter) and second it is by far the easiest hair-do that I have ever had. A quick comb though after the shower and viola. Whitney's has always wanted me to try a shorter Tinkerbell cut. Since becoming pregnant, I feel like my hair has become grimy. Ughh... So on an impulse and some convincing I threw caution to the wind and let them chop it off. I still am not use to it and wonder who is that stranger in the mirror. But I am sure it will grow on me. I still have to play around with it and figure out the best style.

What are your thoughts? Honesty is valued most of all.

Definitely not a crock.

I have been craving donuts like crazy. I am happy to say this insatiable craving has been satisfied. Not with donuts but a dang good second thanks to Betty Crocker. (Confession, the cake didn't even last a week.) It is sooooo good. Amazing actually, and it is under $4. Honestly need I say more. No more cake-less birthdays for this household.

Halfway there...YIPEE!!!

I have made it to the halfway point. Wahoo (... still anxiously awaiting the end), so it is belly pic time. I feel enormous already and most of the growth is still ahead of me. YIKES!

WARNING TMI: I like that my chest finally looks smaller even though it has grown 3+ sizes. I gave up on trying to get a good fit since I have to custom order them now, so who knows.

My new sweet baby - Baby Adams!

We still haven't decided on a name.......


What do you think about my little new baby Baby Adams?
MakeMeBabies.com - What will your baby look like?

Doozers and Fraggles

So in ample spare time I have picked up some extra reading. Fraggle rock books are classic. So the story goes for all of you that missed out on these great books. The doozer motto is

"Building is good! working is right!
Work is what makes every Doozer heart light!"

But the doozer who didn't, didn't want to work. So he sat around and did nothing until he got bigger and bigger and eventually became hairy and grew a tail. And that is the legend of how fraggle began to be.

So now the questions is, I am becoming a fraggle?

You have to admit there are a lot of similarities....

Baby Adams Ultrasound

Baby Adams at 20 weeks. He's fairly active and quite the poser for the profile but that was about all that he would cooperate fore. (Besides to definitely let us know that he is boy)

16 weeks. I had some bleeding and cramps (as usual) but all is well. He wanted to let us know that he is safe and sound.

We are so excited for this little guy's arrival but are happy to wait til December.

After our fun in vegas I slept for days, mostly due to the fact that the cramps and morning sickness were so bad that I was drugged. Doctor put me on rest and that's where I have stayed, good ole modified bedrest. The good news is that between the drugs and the rest I feel much better. After about an hour or so of being up it all comes back and sometimes worse. Never realized how much I would miss the simple things. Going a bit insane but trying to stay busy. So I have decided to take up knitting (using the looms). I really wanted to make booties and mittens but have yet to be able to grasp the instructions. But hats are easy. So easy thats it is hats for everyone this year. I am hoping to make a hat for each holiday and these are the ones I have so far.

Viva Las Vegas

More Vegas pictures Unfortunately our camera broke on the first night out after one picture so we had to use my camera phone. Not the best quality

old friends ... boy trouble Eiffel tower and a nice Vegas view from a top Not the career for me Grand Canyon oops too close to the edge And the best was guy with the back pack his shirt said "repent or perish"

Vegas

It just so happened that our 1st anniversary happened at the same time that we found out that we're expecting. So instead of the planned cabin /camping celebration we decided to search internet specials. We found steals on Vegas. So we packed up and headed out for a week to celebrate one last vacation of just the two of us. Good timing and bad timing.

Whitney and I had two different ideas of living it up vegas style.








My idea (sleep ahhh... refreshing) vs. Whitney's (too exhausting)

We saw all the free shows we could and then signed up for players cards to see the bigger show for free. ICE at the riveria was amazing. I was in shock and aw of the things they could do with ice skates on and not flinch at all when a skate by just inches from their face.Extreme magic boggled our minds at how they could make a helicopter appear and the tigers change so quickly.
Taste of the World at Coke Cola world was one of the simplest things we did, and laughed and cried the most at. Simply they give you sixteen drinks from around the world. For the most part they were ok but the last one was the worst. I almost lossed it. What makes it even better is that everyone is just watching and waiting for you to drink it. Aghhhh...





We finished off the week with a trip to Grand Canyon. Amazing and they even had gluten free cookies in the gift shop.

Lessons learned
1. a week in vegas was too long
2. never travel on bus for five hours when pregnant

Whit's New Ride

Things are changing for us here in Grand Forks. We are settling in and feel more at home. Whit is now working excavation. He gets to drive the big boy toys and play in the dirt all day long. His boss is also a farmer and so he is learning tricks from old farmer about planting and working til the sun goes down. Most nights he doesn't get home till 9;30 and is covered from head to toe in mud. Sometimes I wonder what it is he really does mud wrestling with the boys or digging ditches. But he works hard and his much happier than he was at stinky old walmart. I never thought that was a real job anyways and he is glad that I no longer haggle him about it. He is also preparing to get his CDL license. After he gets that his pay will double. Wahooo!!! He makes the money and I spend the money. That's my job, to spend the money. I am doing a pretty good job of it too cause it always gone.

One year down, an Eternity to go!

We celebrated our first anniversary by getting sealed for time and all eternity in the Bismarck temple. We enjoyed sharing the occasion with friends and family. Afterwards the Ricks treated us to lunch at the Golden Coral.
(It was cold and raining so we didn't get any pictures that day so i borrowed this picture)

We're Growing

We are all growing. Me, Whitney, and our little bambino. We are expecting our first baby to grace us around the new year. We are super excited and a little nervous at the same time. I wish that I could say I love being pregnant but unfortunately I have been really sick and tired. I have a new admiration for mothers who seem to be able to do it all. My uterus is tilted backwards, which is why we think I have had so much cramping and pain. But our little one seems to be healthy. Whitney is showing a whee bit more than I, but mostly because I always have him finish my meals for me.

Plunge into lunges

I hate lunges. I feel awkward and stupid doing them, I always seem to lose my balance and fall over. Weighted lunges are even worse. All I need is 15 lbs weights in each hand to make my fall even more painful. And my bum and legs are proof of that. However since lunges are one of the best exercises for defining ones legs and bum, I better learn to endure them if not love them. So I have created a 1000 lunge challenge. Here we go... 1000 to go still.

The stress Diet

So I am on the stress diet. Its an amazing diet that simply defies mathematics. Regardless of how much you eat or exercise, the waistline won't budge. I carefully monitored what I ate and made sure that I burned enough off with exercise that simple mathematics would do the rest. Calories burned - calorie intake= weight loss Wrong! Stress does wonders on my body. And I would swear that more carefully I watch my diet and remove the unhealthy items ( aka rockstars) the more weight comes on. I was diagnosed with ibs in December. I could pass for 5 months pregnant most days. And everyone asks me if I am. Nope just fat and stressed. I am doing the things that should help destress; exercise, journaling, pampering yourself, sleep, cuddling, eating healthy.... Mentally I don't feel stressed but my body feels it.

Addict

Well one poor decision lead to another and I in a weak moment I gave into temptation and downed that rockstar. Well to justify my weakness, I didn't drink the whole thing, I actually drank less than half. But still it is just as bad, right? But it tasted oh so good going down, which is really odd because it smells like nasty cough medicine mixed with orange juice. Now that doesn't sound appealing but a true addict doesn't care. "Hi my name is addict and I am addicted to rockstar." Well since I'm not ready to join RA (rockstar's anonymous) I'll just start again, here we go 12 hours down.

Facing the Truth

In the gym one of the poster you see when weight lifting is, "To become want you want, you have to face the truth". Well the truth is its just now hitting me that I need to get my weight under control. Now this is not to say that I have not been concerned about it or tried to lose weight because that is a constant thought in my head. But facing the truth is that I am only doing it half way. The big part that I am missing is dieting. Why because I hate it. I am already restricted to a gluten free diet and don't really want to limit it more. Also changing one's taste palate is difficult. I love fried salty carbs. I crave them and consume most of my calories thru them. And the rest most likely come from drinking juice. My new addiction since I gave up soda. So my new goal is not to lose wight but to change my taste palate. To drink more water than juice and gave healthy food. If I can't then hopefully they will still have an opening on the biggest loser next season.

Oh, how I hate winter storms!

Oh, how I hate winter storms! Or maybe its that I hate that I am so dependent on the gym or running outside. Combined with the fact that I just took a four day weekend vacation, it will be a week before I hit the gym. What about working out at home? Well despite the fact that I have a dozen workout videos I find excuse after excuse why I can't. There is no room. True our ceiling is inches above our head. (Joys of basement apartment living) We're still getting settled into our shoebox and there is much to do. True but I didn't do any of it but bake. Homemade bagels. Yummmmm..... THIS WILL NOT WORK!!! The weight will not be willed off, I must stop living on excuses. For my own sanity I must make it a priority now whether the gym is closed or not.

Bye Bye Rockstar

Since moving to N Dak I have put on 13 lbs. Fat? Yes. Happy? Well lets just say that old saying is not completely true. Sure I can say it stress, taking care of an aging parent can have that affect, or depression, but in all honesty I have chosen to let that be the ruler of my health. I can not remember the last day I went with out a soda or rockstar. They are my crutch. I drink my problems away just like so many others, but I drink pure calories and and leave the alcohol out. Rockstars are my happy pill, yet they are the reason I am hauling around another 13 pounds. Not to mention the other ill affects they leave behind. Sorry but these have got to go.