4 DAYS TO GO!!!!

Ok, I guess I'm so excited about the sonogram on Friday that I'm skipping days of the week. I could have sworn today was Wednesday!!! Geez... Can Friday just get here already!

I was wondering does everyone have horrible nightmares and bizarro dreams when their pregnant? I know I've read in all my pregnancy books that vivid dreams are common but horrifying nightmares that jolt you out of sleep, heart pounding and shaken up enough that it takes minutes for you to realize it was just a dream? And are the tears you launch into at that realization tears of relief or build up from the nightmare you just lived through in your sleep!?! That's the last time I'll eat Fried Chicken for dinner. Damn devil bird!!!

Speaking of Fried Chicken, I stopped into Brookshire's to get a few grocery items and saw a long line at the deli. My nose drew me that way and I discovered Fried Chicken was their deal of the day. The smell was enough to make me salivate and almost drool on myself and when I saw that box of crispy juiciness I couldn't resist. Of course in my pre-pregnancy days I would have went for the 8 piece mixed so I could feast on a large fried chicken breast and not feel so guilty because it was white meat. But since Big Daddy is a dark meat man I grabbed a box of Dark, Hot & Spicy and figured what the hell. So I rushed home did my 40 min pregnancy yoga DVD (which I love by the way) jumped in the shower and ran in the kitchen to make my plate. Fried Chicken, a salad with ranch and corn on the cob, YUMMY!!! About two bites into the chicken something wasn't feeling right. I thought to myself, the flavor is good what could be wrong. Then I realized OMG! eating this is making me wanna hurl! All of a sudden my mind filled with thoughts of chicken skin and flesh. I wanted to gag, but you know me I ate it anyway because A) I thought the visuals would go away and B) I was too lazy to make something else! =0) What the heck, I usually LOVE Fried Chicken. Should'a stuck with the white meat now I'm ruined for quite a while. Baby Jacob must have liked it though because he/she was doing some serious kickboxing last night.

This baby sure ain't shy about knocking the crap outta me. I get used as a punching bag atleast 5-10 times a day. I'm not complaining though, it's just reassurance everything is ok in there. =0)

Big Daddy told me yesterday to make a list of things he could do this weekend! Uh, what?!? Yes, ladies read that one again and envy me...=0) Of course that was followed by his statement of, "I wanna get everything done before football season starts." My husband and his sports, I swear he's an addict. Are most men like this? I think the NFL Network logo is emblazoned onto our TV screen. During football season he's planted in his chair, eyes glued to 52" of pure visual cocaine for him. Lord help me. He's already making plans to perch our little one on his lap and attempt to make him/her a fanatic too, boy or girl. They will experience the greatness of the Patriots!!!! Good thing my due date is on Super Bowl weekend. =0) Anyway, so the brain is turning... What can I add to this list? I hope he's not sorry he asked. I'm sure he meant things I can't do like painting and lifting/moving heavy objects. But I can't help but wonder, you'd think he notice if I slipped dishes and laundry on that list? Puh, what am I thinking. Of course he would!

Have a Blessed Day, Kim

Thrifty Decorating is HARD!!!!

Ok, so Big Daddy and I had our own little spray paint party yesterday! Although, he didn't seem half as excited about it as I was. I mean, are you kidding!?! I know what you're thinking spray painting and pregnant is a NO NO. That's why I lounged in a chair many feet away from the garage while Big Daddy most likely killed a few brain cells spray painting away in the garage. I know he's the greatest, Thanks Babe. I'd have to say, I wasn't as pleased with the Chalkboard spray paint as I thought I'd be. Of course it didn't help that I failed to read the directions and with my excitement uncontainable went ahead and scratched it with the chalk I was using. =0) I intended on writing new phrases on it for the holidays but I think I've ruined it. Curses... and I've decided that although Flat Black spray paint looks great on a metal rooster it does not look great on a frame or say, shelves. Is it supposed to have black soot on it when you're done? Ugh, so those items will be getting a once over with either glossy black or a glossy coat of clear. So my (our) first attempt at thrifty home decor didn't turn out as great as I planned. But hey, we're learning right?!?

(Pay no attention to our messy garage or to the decorated Xmas tree in the background. I was extremely lazy last Christmas. This was in the nursery until about two months ago. When my 5'2 mother decided to carry it through the house and out into the garage. Gotta love mom... muah!)

(See that chair on the far right. That would have been my spot. It seems kinda pointless but I could at least scream to Big Daddy ever once in a while to make sure he wasn't passed out from the fumes.)

We did do a tad bit of rearranging with the wall decor in the house too. I've decided I officially hate hanging things on the wall. I managed to knock two screws and those plastic screw anchor things into the wall. Yes, I said INTO the wall. Like I made a whole the size of the tip of my finger and they fell down into the wall. Big Daddy came in to find me almost in tears from frustration, trying to hold a 10 pound mirror up to the wall and a huge hole that I was desperately trying to hide before he saw it. Not so good. Of course his first question was, "Where's the level?" And of course my answer, "I don't know." It wasn't like I would have used it if I would have anyway, he should know by now I do everything the hard way! Uh, Duh! So he takes over and still with all his measuring the left corner is still lower than the right. So I wrapped tape around the nail to make it bigger and Wa'la... it's beautiful. Now I need opinions on my table top decor. I don't have much for decorations and tried to use what we had in the house. We tried painting one of the gold charger plates and well... that didn't turn out so well. So I was thinking about adding a big "J" for our last name to this one but is the gold just too much? Any suggestions? (Oh yeah, and please excuse the finger prints all over the mirror.)

Anyway... again not so good decorating weekend. We are doing a porch face lift. Add some plants, chairs and I'm going to tackle painting our U-G-L-Y brass light fixtures. So pics of that to come. Oh, and we may get the nursery fixed one of these days. Being that I'm already 5 months I guess we better get on the ball.

Our sonogram is Friday, I'm super excited. I feel confident it's a boy but Big Daddy seems to think we're going to get a surprise pink announcement. We'll see. Although I've been saying "He" for months now I hope if it is a girl I didn't give her a complex! =0)

Ok, and I'm being brave and posting a picture of me looking not so pretty. But I told you about my weekend so you can see why! I LITERALLY (this was not staged) had a craving for a pickle last night. So I go to the kitchen to fix dinner and have a pickle. And when I opened the freezer to get out the Turkey for dinner I saw the Chocolate Chip Cookie Ice Cream (YUM!) and so then I wanted that. But I still wanted my pickle. So yes, I did it. I figure why not, I had pickles and Ice Cream. I almost thought my mind was playing tricks on me and then realized had I not REALLY wanted this I would most certainly throw up at the thought of it. And to my surprise, it wasn't bad. Sweet and Salty is never a bad combo!

PS. I've added some photos to my previous posts.