An SNL Digital Short...
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Can someone explain how this was "fun"??
So Jeremiah had his 9 month appointment yesterday, and I am really trying to figure out for whom, exactly, it was fun. (So you know who said it would be fun, both babycenter and then our Dr. mentioned how this appointment was different, and more fun, from the normal appts thus far.)
It started out alright--we striped him down to his diaper, and he was laying on the table and did a nice, long stretch, which was perfect for measuring his length (29 7/8 in! Almost the big 3-0!) And then it was weight time, and now that he's a big boy, he got to sit up on the scale instead of laying down (24 lbs, 12 oz! He gained 4 lbs in less than 3 months!) which he was cool with, because he got to play with some nice vertical blinds. So, so far, so good.
Oh, and I guess they do a urinalisys at this appt, but you can't ask a 9 month old to pee in a cup, so they, uh, taped a bag around the, uh, appropriate area, and left it hanging outta his diaper. It was quite a sight to see, him crawlin' around with this "bag o' water" hanging outta his diaper... Reminded me of something from the "Jack-donkey" movies. Anyways.
So Dr. Atiyeh comes in, and is checking him out. Jeremiah's smiling at him, trying to grab his watch, it's all good. He put up a little bit of a fight when getting his ears checked, but that's it. All in all, he was a good boy.
Well, then it was flu shot time. We weren't going to get him the flu shot, instead planned on getting ourselves shot up, to spare him, but we figure if they're only going to offer it to their 6 month-2 year old patients, making those older wait until they know if there's extra, it was probably worth getting. So we did, and he handled that like a trooper. He cried while on the table, but as soon as I picked him up, he was fine.
Okay, so had the appointment ended here, it'da been okay. Of course, they needed to take some blood. *shudder* So down to the lab we go....
We were put in a room, and the nurse and I think a med student came in to "do the deed". She asked the guy, "Have you done this before?" "Nope." he replied. "Well, why don't you give it a shot." Baaaaaaaad idea. Parents, if your child is getting pricked, and they wanna let some med student try it, uh, say no.
Needless to say, this was a rough ride... Jeremiah was sitting on Jeremy's lap, this guy pricks his middle finger, and you see the startle and pain on Jeremiah's face. And then it begins--he's going to wail. In goes the breath---and in--and in--and in---BREATHE, JEREMIAH! By this point, his lips were turning blue, and I was getting worried. Finally, the scream. But, oh the tears, and wails, and crying, and there was nothing I could do. Meanwhile, Mr. Med Student was taking his time, getting most of Jeremiah's blood either on the floor, or Jeremy's hand. This went on for a good minute, and this guy had barely collected anything. FINALLY, the nurse stepped in, and within maybe 15 seconds, she had collected all they needed. They cleaned him up, and eventually, Jeremiah stopped crying (took a few minutes), and we were on our way.
Thankfully, no news is good news, so we're assuming all his tests came back negative, since we haven't heard anything. But man, what an ordeal. Poor Jeremiah. As soon as we got in the car, he was OUT! He probably would have slept for 2 hours, had we not waken him to grab lunch.
What a good sport, though. He doesn't hold it against me, I'm pretty sure. He still loves his Mommy. :-) Must be that sunny disposition of his.
It started out alright--we striped him down to his diaper, and he was laying on the table and did a nice, long stretch, which was perfect for measuring his length (29 7/8 in! Almost the big 3-0!) And then it was weight time, and now that he's a big boy, he got to sit up on the scale instead of laying down (24 lbs, 12 oz! He gained 4 lbs in less than 3 months!) which he was cool with, because he got to play with some nice vertical blinds. So, so far, so good.
Oh, and I guess they do a urinalisys at this appt, but you can't ask a 9 month old to pee in a cup, so they, uh, taped a bag around the, uh, appropriate area, and left it hanging outta his diaper. It was quite a sight to see, him crawlin' around with this "bag o' water" hanging outta his diaper... Reminded me of something from the "Jack-donkey" movies. Anyways.
So Dr. Atiyeh comes in, and is checking him out. Jeremiah's smiling at him, trying to grab his watch, it's all good. He put up a little bit of a fight when getting his ears checked, but that's it. All in all, he was a good boy.
Well, then it was flu shot time. We weren't going to get him the flu shot, instead planned on getting ourselves shot up, to spare him, but we figure if they're only going to offer it to their 6 month-2 year old patients, making those older wait until they know if there's extra, it was probably worth getting. So we did, and he handled that like a trooper. He cried while on the table, but as soon as I picked him up, he was fine.
Okay, so had the appointment ended here, it'da been okay. Of course, they needed to take some blood. *shudder* So down to the lab we go....
We were put in a room, and the nurse and I think a med student came in to "do the deed". She asked the guy, "Have you done this before?" "Nope." he replied. "Well, why don't you give it a shot." Baaaaaaaad idea. Parents, if your child is getting pricked, and they wanna let some med student try it, uh, say no.
Needless to say, this was a rough ride... Jeremiah was sitting on Jeremy's lap, this guy pricks his middle finger, and you see the startle and pain on Jeremiah's face. And then it begins--he's going to wail. In goes the breath---and in--and in--and in---BREATHE, JEREMIAH! By this point, his lips were turning blue, and I was getting worried. Finally, the scream. But, oh the tears, and wails, and crying, and there was nothing I could do. Meanwhile, Mr. Med Student was taking his time, getting most of Jeremiah's blood either on the floor, or Jeremy's hand. This went on for a good minute, and this guy had barely collected anything. FINALLY, the nurse stepped in, and within maybe 15 seconds, she had collected all they needed. They cleaned him up, and eventually, Jeremiah stopped crying (took a few minutes), and we were on our way.
Thankfully, no news is good news, so we're assuming all his tests came back negative, since we haven't heard anything. But man, what an ordeal. Poor Jeremiah. As soon as we got in the car, he was OUT! He probably would have slept for 2 hours, had we not waken him to grab lunch.
What a good sport, though. He doesn't hold it against me, I'm pretty sure. He still loves his Mommy. :-) Must be that sunny disposition of his.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Tired...
Last night was CRAZY!
Jeremy got a projector and screen (he sold his car for it!) to use in his "man cave." It's a really good projector (HD!) and I must say... Halo 3 looks CRAZY-GOOD! Master chief is practically life-size on a 120" screen, after all.
Anyways, to mark this momentous occasion, Jeremy's co-worker, Michael, and our neighbor's son (he's the same age as James) came over for some serious fragging! Even on 3-player split screen, each person still had the equivilent of a 60" screen. Except for Jeremy... he had the whole top half.
Eventually, Stephin and his "little friends" who were having a Halo party last night came on. They joined up with the "guys" and took on any unluckely foe who happened to come their way. [Although... it seemed like most of those playing were actually really good... many battles were lost, but the war was... well, there was no war... Minor technicality.] I had the most important role: team cheerleader! I got to laugh at the silliness of some of the matches, help with team strategies for those Assault missions, and groan when the enemy would get a cheap shot in. And of course, "HURRAY!" when we were doing well. Lots of fun.
But all good things must come to an end, and our's did--around 2:30 a.m. Whoops. Time flies when you're having fun, right?
Unfortunately, Jeremiah went to bed on time, and still needed to get up at his normal time. Somehow, I pulled the short stick. So here I am, half asleep, hoping Jeremiah's anxious to take a nap. Oh well.
At least they didn't drink all the Red Bull.
Jeremy got a projector and screen (he sold his car for it!) to use in his "man cave." It's a really good projector (HD!) and I must say... Halo 3 looks CRAZY-GOOD! Master chief is practically life-size on a 120" screen, after all.
Anyways, to mark this momentous occasion, Jeremy's co-worker, Michael, and our neighbor's son (he's the same age as James) came over for some serious fragging! Even on 3-player split screen, each person still had the equivilent of a 60" screen. Except for Jeremy... he had the whole top half.
Eventually, Stephin and his "little friends" who were having a Halo party last night came on. They joined up with the "guys" and took on any unluckely foe who happened to come their way. [Although... it seemed like most of those playing were actually really good... many battles were lost, but the war was... well, there was no war... Minor technicality.] I had the most important role: team cheerleader! I got to laugh at the silliness of some of the matches, help with team strategies for those Assault missions, and groan when the enemy would get a cheap shot in. And of course, "HURRAY!" when we were doing well. Lots of fun.
But all good things must come to an end, and our's did--around 2:30 a.m. Whoops. Time flies when you're having fun, right?
Unfortunately, Jeremiah went to bed on time, and still needed to get up at his normal time. Somehow, I pulled the short stick. So here I am, half asleep, hoping Jeremiah's anxious to take a nap. Oh well.
At least they didn't drink all the Red Bull.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Oh look! It's Jemiah!
So these pics'll hafta do for now (gotta love the camera phone!) I found the cord to transfer pics from the camera--just been without a laptop the past few days (my laptop is still dead, thanks to Mr. FIOS, and Jeremy killed his work laptop somehow, so he took the spare to work until they sent him a new one--which just happened.)
And here's a link to his last photo session at Picture People. Some of you have probably seen these already (they're 8 month pics), but for those who haven't, here ya go!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
So random, there is no title.
So often, I'll be moving about my day and think of great things to post about, only to put that aside "for later" and then forget what I was going to write. Actually, come to think of it, I do believe I've begun to "think" in blogging form. Everything I do becomes a future post, in my mind.
For example, yesterday I was driving to Target in Sterling when I noticed there's now a Costco there (wasn't before....) So what do I think? I think, "Huh, look at that, there's now a Costco in Sterling. I'll have to mention that in my next post." (I guess, technically, I just did, huh?)
Wait, wait, wait... That's not EXACTLY what I meant when I said, "thinking in blogging form". Here's a better example:
Hmm... I can't think of an example right now. It's not comin' to me.
Okay, well, how about an example that resembles an example? Okay!
OH WAIT! I thought of one. Here it is:
I love "Magic Erasers". If you don't know what they are, look for them in the cleaning supplies aisle. They're awesome! I'll be the first to admit I hate cleaning the bathroom.... Love having a clean one, but hate doing the work to get there. Really hated having glass doors on our last shower--the worst! This time, we've got a tub and curtain duet going on (with lil' duckies on the floor as a non-slip mat thingie.) Well, we were so excited (and so busy) about moving in that I never took the time to clean the tub/shower before we started using it. Now, before you start with the, "Ewww, gross..." just keep in mind that I knew it had been cleaned before the previous tennent moved out... Just so happens that was a year ago... So yeah, it was dirty, just not visible dirt--until ya started walkin' around in it, whilst trying to get clean.
Before we knew it, nasty, dirty soapscum had covered the tub, and that stuff is a pain to get out! Kaboom! didn't do it so well (not without elbow grease, at least...) so I needed to find something else.
Enter the "Magic Eraser!" This thing is awesome. It's basically just a piece of foam, I think with some polyeurathane (sp?) and it takes the stuff right off! Few minutes later, clean tub again! YAY!
End example.
Yes, this is actually pretty similar to my thoughts during the actual cleaning process. But, who really wants to read about stuff like that?? Is it anymore interesting than this current post, which, I've come to realize, is pretty much about nothing. Yeah.... Pullin' a Seinfeld.
Well, on with the nothingness!
So I've started getting up with Jeremiah, and actually leaving our bedroom in the mornings now. Usually, we'll just hang out in there, and he'll play on the floor, and I'll watch him from the warm, cozy bed. But he's pushing his naps back later, so that was getting old. Instead, we now come downstairs, and he plays in the family room while Mommy drinks her coffe and watches every morning show that's on between 7:45 and 9 a.m. Then Mr. "Jemiah" eats his breakfast (sometimes... he's become a bit finicky...) and then it's naptime around 10.
I must say, though, these morning shows actually have some pretty good information. Today, they were talking about stay-at-home-moms and finances (never occured to me that I should also be saving for retirement!), and they had the writer of this new book, "Deceptively Delicious" which has great recipes for sneaking "the good stuff" into food for your family (like adding sweet potatoes or pumpkin to pancakes, or avocado to chocolate pudding--who would think to do that? Apparently, though, ya can't even taste it, and it's so much better for ya.) I did order it off Amazon after that. :-) Yesterday, someone had J. Lo. performing. She really isn't that great of a singer... I mean, she's alright, her songs can be catchy, but I would have to say (and I know someone's going to cringe because of it) I'd rather listen to Britney Spears. She did have some killer boots on, though.... I watched just for those. :-)
In other news, looks like the weather is finally realizing, "Oh... it's October! Whoops... October, August, they sound so alike... I get confused." The next three days should have highs in the 60's (it's been almost 90 lately), which is more seasonal, to say the least. Hopefully, it stays that way (I'm sure the trees and birds are thinking, "WTF??" as in, "What the farm?!" lol) I, though, am completely unprepared for "cool". I'm good for "cold", but not "cool". Don't have any kind of "cool weather" jacket. Hmm.... Jemiah's all set! Scooped up a khaki and fleece jacket, and a heavier more coat like fleece (yup, bought 'em all on clearance, too!) Just need to figure out where all his socks are packed up (though they're probably too small by now...)
Have I mentioned lately how fast that kid is growing?? Today, I was putting away some of clothes from the move, and half of them I had to set aside to store, because they weren't going to fit him now! Sheesh. If it's not up to 18 months, forget it. Not gonna happen. I just hope he stays that way for at least a little while... I don't wanna hafta buy a whole other winter wardrobe in 24 months next (isn't that the same as 2t, because I see both on the shelf, even in the same item... weird.)
Other randomness:
Heroes is really beginning to disappoint. They're "hooking" everyone up with everyone, and it's just an hour long (actually, 43 minutes, if you take out the commercials) cheese fest. Seriously, if that West guy (kinda looks like Clark from Smallville, and guess what! He can fly. How original.) scoops Claire up again, and flies her around the city like freakin' Superman, ONE MORE TIME, I'm gonna hafta.... well, I don't know what I'd do, yet! But it won't be good.... maybe I'll blog about it or something... Yeah, that'll get 'em!
I miss you, Lost. Come back soon.
Oh yeah, speaking of Lost. I'm a regular reader on Jorge Garcia's blog (think I've mentioned that before). He plays Hurley on Lost, in case ya didn't know who I was talkin' about. Anyways, he was talking about some of the different foods they have on the service table on set, and mentioned Oreo Cakesters. Apparently, these are cake-like Oreos. No crunch (never cared for the crunch, my oreos always sogged up in some milk... mmmmm.... golden oreos.... anyways.) Well, while driving back from PA, we stopped at Sheetz and tried 'em. They are pretty good! And can you believe this: even worse for you, bite for bite, than the original! Amazing. :-)
Well, I could go on all night about random stuff I happen to be thinking of. Rather, "of which I happen to be thinking." Okay, that just doesn't sound right. I know it's proper, but who talks, err..., speaks properly anymore? Isn't language like Wikipedia, like eventually, the masses decide what's true and what's not? (While there's some good information on Wikipedia, it really is the majority's opinion, and not always true... but it does become "true", in a way....) I guess, maybe, it's 'acceptable' (don't remember any of my professors in college getting on my case over where I put my"of") but still technically not right?
Wow. I'm in a really random mood today (comes from being isolated with no outlet, i.e. laptop, for the past two days.)
Hmm... Jeremy just came up from the basement looking for the drill... This can't be good.
I'm done. :-)
For example, yesterday I was driving to Target in Sterling when I noticed there's now a Costco there (wasn't before....) So what do I think? I think, "Huh, look at that, there's now a Costco in Sterling. I'll have to mention that in my next post." (I guess, technically, I just did, huh?)
Wait, wait, wait... That's not EXACTLY what I meant when I said, "thinking in blogging form". Here's a better example:
Hmm... I can't think of an example right now. It's not comin' to me.
Okay, well, how about an example that resembles an example? Okay!
OH WAIT! I thought of one. Here it is:
I love "Magic Erasers". If you don't know what they are, look for them in the cleaning supplies aisle. They're awesome! I'll be the first to admit I hate cleaning the bathroom.... Love having a clean one, but hate doing the work to get there. Really hated having glass doors on our last shower--the worst! This time, we've got a tub and curtain duet going on (with lil' duckies on the floor as a non-slip mat thingie.) Well, we were so excited (and so busy) about moving in that I never took the time to clean the tub/shower before we started using it. Now, before you start with the, "Ewww, gross..." just keep in mind that I knew it had been cleaned before the previous tennent moved out... Just so happens that was a year ago... So yeah, it was dirty, just not visible dirt--until ya started walkin' around in it, whilst trying to get clean.
Before we knew it, nasty, dirty soapscum had covered the tub, and that stuff is a pain to get out! Kaboom! didn't do it so well (not without elbow grease, at least...) so I needed to find something else.
Enter the "Magic Eraser!" This thing is awesome. It's basically just a piece of foam, I think with some polyeurathane (sp?) and it takes the stuff right off! Few minutes later, clean tub again! YAY!
End example.
Yes, this is actually pretty similar to my thoughts during the actual cleaning process. But, who really wants to read about stuff like that?? Is it anymore interesting than this current post, which, I've come to realize, is pretty much about nothing. Yeah.... Pullin' a Seinfeld.
Well, on with the nothingness!
So I've started getting up with Jeremiah, and actually leaving our bedroom in the mornings now. Usually, we'll just hang out in there, and he'll play on the floor, and I'll watch him from the warm, cozy bed. But he's pushing his naps back later, so that was getting old. Instead, we now come downstairs, and he plays in the family room while Mommy drinks her coffe and watches every morning show that's on between 7:45 and 9 a.m. Then Mr. "Jemiah" eats his breakfast (sometimes... he's become a bit finicky...) and then it's naptime around 10.
I must say, though, these morning shows actually have some pretty good information. Today, they were talking about stay-at-home-moms and finances (never occured to me that I should also be saving for retirement!), and they had the writer of this new book, "Deceptively Delicious" which has great recipes for sneaking "the good stuff" into food for your family (like adding sweet potatoes or pumpkin to pancakes, or avocado to chocolate pudding--who would think to do that? Apparently, though, ya can't even taste it, and it's so much better for ya.) I did order it off Amazon after that. :-) Yesterday, someone had J. Lo. performing. She really isn't that great of a singer... I mean, she's alright, her songs can be catchy, but I would have to say (and I know someone's going to cringe because of it) I'd rather listen to Britney Spears. She did have some killer boots on, though.... I watched just for those. :-)
In other news, looks like the weather is finally realizing, "Oh... it's October! Whoops... October, August, they sound so alike... I get confused." The next three days should have highs in the 60's (it's been almost 90 lately), which is more seasonal, to say the least. Hopefully, it stays that way (I'm sure the trees and birds are thinking, "WTF??" as in, "What the farm?!" lol) I, though, am completely unprepared for "cool". I'm good for "cold", but not "cool". Don't have any kind of "cool weather" jacket. Hmm.... Jemiah's all set! Scooped up a khaki and fleece jacket, and a heavier more coat like fleece (yup, bought 'em all on clearance, too!) Just need to figure out where all his socks are packed up (though they're probably too small by now...)
Have I mentioned lately how fast that kid is growing?? Today, I was putting away some of clothes from the move, and half of them I had to set aside to store, because they weren't going to fit him now! Sheesh. If it's not up to 18 months, forget it. Not gonna happen. I just hope he stays that way for at least a little while... I don't wanna hafta buy a whole other winter wardrobe in 24 months next (isn't that the same as 2t, because I see both on the shelf, even in the same item... weird.)
Other randomness:
Heroes is really beginning to disappoint. They're "hooking" everyone up with everyone, and it's just an hour long (actually, 43 minutes, if you take out the commercials) cheese fest. Seriously, if that West guy (kinda looks like Clark from Smallville, and guess what! He can fly. How original.) scoops Claire up again, and flies her around the city like freakin' Superman, ONE MORE TIME, I'm gonna hafta.... well, I don't know what I'd do, yet! But it won't be good.... maybe I'll blog about it or something... Yeah, that'll get 'em!
I miss you, Lost. Come back soon.
Oh yeah, speaking of Lost. I'm a regular reader on Jorge Garcia's blog (think I've mentioned that before). He plays Hurley on Lost, in case ya didn't know who I was talkin' about. Anyways, he was talking about some of the different foods they have on the service table on set, and mentioned Oreo Cakesters. Apparently, these are cake-like Oreos. No crunch (never cared for the crunch, my oreos always sogged up in some milk... mmmmm.... golden oreos.... anyways.) Well, while driving back from PA, we stopped at Sheetz and tried 'em. They are pretty good! And can you believe this: even worse for you, bite for bite, than the original! Amazing. :-)
Well, I could go on all night about random stuff I happen to be thinking of. Rather, "of which I happen to be thinking." Okay, that just doesn't sound right. I know it's proper, but who talks, err..., speaks properly anymore? Isn't language like Wikipedia, like eventually, the masses decide what's true and what's not? (While there's some good information on Wikipedia, it really is the majority's opinion, and not always true... but it does become "true", in a way....) I guess, maybe, it's 'acceptable' (don't remember any of my professors in college getting on my case over where I put my"of") but still technically not right?
Wow. I'm in a really random mood today (comes from being isolated with no outlet, i.e. laptop, for the past two days.)
Hmm... Jeremy just came up from the basement looking for the drill... This can't be good.
I'm done. :-)
Monday, October 08, 2007
Oh yeah, forgot...
We had a bit of an interesting drive up to Pittsburgh.
Driving along the highway, nothing exciting happening, just putt putt puttering along. We had hit a bit of traffic, but it had thinned by the time it got dark.
Seemed like all the Sunday drivers were out that night, as we kept getting stuck behind these slow pokes. Frustrated by the delay, we moved into the "passing lane" (also known as the "fast lane"). Next thing we know, the guy in front of us is swerving out the way. First thing we think is, "What is he, drunk?!" Then we see why: headlights, coming right at us. Jeremy swerved, missing the other car by a few feet, maybe (luckily, no one was in the "travelling lane", also known as the "slow lane".) I looked behind us to see the car continuing on it's path, as other cars swerved to get out of his way! From what I could see, they didn't slow down, or even try to get out of the lane.
Keep in mind, this was a split highway, with a grass median in between East and West-bound traffic. While I could understand losing control and jumping the median, I find it highly unlikely that a car would maintain speed, while driving straight on in the left lane, instead of speeding across both lanes, and landing on the other side. But, I'll probably never know.
We called 911, only to be told they had received numerous calls that night, already, for the same incident. Well, hopefully the police were able to make it there quickly, and no one was hurt.
Good times, huh?
Driving along the highway, nothing exciting happening, just putt putt puttering along. We had hit a bit of traffic, but it had thinned by the time it got dark.
Seemed like all the Sunday drivers were out that night, as we kept getting stuck behind these slow pokes. Frustrated by the delay, we moved into the "passing lane" (also known as the "fast lane"). Next thing we know, the guy in front of us is swerving out the way. First thing we think is, "What is he, drunk?!" Then we see why: headlights, coming right at us. Jeremy swerved, missing the other car by a few feet, maybe (luckily, no one was in the "travelling lane", also known as the "slow lane".) I looked behind us to see the car continuing on it's path, as other cars swerved to get out of his way! From what I could see, they didn't slow down, or even try to get out of the lane.
Keep in mind, this was a split highway, with a grass median in between East and West-bound traffic. While I could understand losing control and jumping the median, I find it highly unlikely that a car would maintain speed, while driving straight on in the left lane, instead of speeding across both lanes, and landing on the other side. But, I'll probably never know.
We called 911, only to be told they had received numerous calls that night, already, for the same incident. Well, hopefully the police were able to make it there quickly, and no one was hurt.
Good times, huh?
Return of the Daily Grind
And we're off!
Well, actually, we're not off anymore, and that is the problem. :-( Oh well. We had a relaxing vacation, overall, so can't really complain there!
Most of the week was spent here at home, just chillin', really. We did some shopping, ran some errands we'd been putting off, Jeremy beat Halo 3, took naps, watched tv, etc, etc...
Thursday, we went to Pittsburgh for a couple of days before heading to Williamsburg (PA, not VA) for a wedding. We stayed at a B&B run by a former professor at Geneva (where Jeremy went to college) and it was nice. Beds weren't very comfy, but we're spoiled by our Sterns & Foster Crowne Plaza bed, so there ya go.
Funny story: Friday we went down for breakfast (as is customary when staying at a bed & breakfast, in case ya didn't know. :-) and met the other guest that had also stayed there the night before. Apparently (small world) he lives in Silver Spring, and works for INOVA, managing the relationship between them and Geneva College (I guess a lot of med students at Geneva go work in INOVA hospitals, at least in the cardiology areas.) At some point, we mentioned the fact that Lon Solomon had a procedure done recently, to which he replied, "Oh, you go to Mclean? Me too!"
Interesting... but it gets better.
He went on to tell us that he attends the 12:30 service, and volunteers as head usher there. Jeremy said, "Oh yeah, you look familiar, I think I've seen you there before...."
"Probably." He responds.
"Wait a minute..." I said, "Did you give us a red card??"
To that, he smiled and said, "That was me."
Whoops!
Of course, we then went on to discuss that whole situation, and how much he hated that part of his job--he even told Lon (when he was in the hospital for his procedure over the summer, this guy hung out with him afterwards) how much he dislikes it (parents have even followed him out after church, yelling at him for insulting them, and who knows what else... we didn't go that far, thankfully!) Lon simply replied, "Duly noted." lol
Needless to say, that was a bit weird, but funny, especially since he knew exactly what I was talking about when I said, "Red card" vs. "cream" or "green" parent card. [If you have no idea what I'm talking about, see our post about it here.] Small world!
After that, Jeremy took us to Geneva so he could show us around campus, and see if he knew anyone still there. We got Jeremiah a new Geneva onsie (he had a t-shirt, but outgrew it pretty quickly...), had lunch with Jeremy's cousins (or 2nd cousins? I don't know how that works when it's your parent's cousins....), which was pretty good, considering it's college food (better than Ozark, at least!) Afterwards, we did some shopping, and grabbed some dinner at "Bowsers".
Now, Bowsers apparently serves their sandwiches "Pittsburgh Style". I didn't know there was a specific style for your sandwiches in Pittsburgh, but there is, and it's not the healtiest! Basically, you've got your meat, topped with cheese, coleslaw, and french fries. Yeah, the fries and coleslaw go on the sandwich. Maybe it has something to do with Pittsburgh industrial past--much easier (though that's arguable) to eat your entrees and sides on the go if they're in between two pieces of bread. It wasn't bad. Sorta reminded me of eating "poutin" but without the gravy... and it was on bread... with the coleslaw and meat... Well, look at that, I've learned of two new ways to eat french fries since marrying Jeremy. Hurray for me! :-)
Saturday was the wedding, so after a non-eventful breakfast at the B&B, we had a second breakfast (more like brunch) at Brighton Hot Dog Shoppe with an old mentor of Jeremy's. Side note: Now, maybe it's because I'm from "the north".... or actually, make that from anywhere but Pittsburgh, but I don't think of a hot dog place when I say, "Hmmm.... where should we go for breakfast?" I was teasing Jeremy all afternoon on Friday because he was taking us to a hot dog stand for breakfast. "It's not a 'hot dog stand', and the breakfast is pretty good." I guess it's just me then, because it still seems odd to have "hot dog" and "breakfast" in the same sentence. But it wasn't bad. Just don't ask for cheese on your eggs, because it comes from a can, and that stuff, unless it's on nachos or a cracker, is just NASTY. Yuck. But yeah, not that bad.
And then we were off! Three hours away, halfway across PA was our destination. Of course, even though we arrived at our hotel on time, we still got to the wedding late, but still got to see "the good stuff" (i.e. vows, rings, kiss, etc...) Oh, this was odd to me. Does no one clap at the kiss anymore? It seems kinda awkward to just sit there in silence and watch the bride and groom have their first kiss... I always remember applause for that! I don't remember if anyone clapped or not at our wedding... I think maybe no one did, but I don't know... That's a whole other story!
And this is getting really long, okay, yeah, so they kissed, we waited for pictures, went to the reception, had a nice dinner, back to the hotel by 8! Phew. Finally, by half-time during the Steelers game yesterday, we returned home, and were able to watch them whoop on the Seahawks, something like 21-zip. Not... too... shabby. (Sorry Seattle fans!)
That's about that.
Sorry for the long away, but we're back now. I'll try to be on here more frequently now that the move is DONE, vacation is DONE, and we can just be ourselves. It still feels kinda weird here, like we should be going back to Tysons to go home... We still drive that way, accidently. Did that coming home from my parents' house--got on 66, and drove to Tysons, before we realized what we'd done. Oops. But we're getting better. :-)
Jeremiah now has 5 teeth, with two more coming in. I think maybe I can stop giving a 'tooth-count', since they're just coming in all the time now! Sheesh. I think after the next two come in (three on bottom, two on top, next two coming in on top) he's got another coming in on the bottom. So more than likely, he'll have 8 teeth by his 1st birthday. Wow! His next appt is next Monday, so I'm sure we'll have more cool facts about how much he's grown then. He fits very well into 12-18 month clothes right now, with 24 month not bein' too large on him. Yikes! He's so much fun, though! Love to blah blah blah, and na na na.... He's started standing while holding things in his hands, like a toy, or his bottle. Doesn't seem to be in too much of a hurry to actually start walking yet, though. He could probably do it if he really wanted to, but he can crawl to where he wants to go pretty fast, so I guess he's content with that.
And that is that. :-)
Well, actually, we're not off anymore, and that is the problem. :-( Oh well. We had a relaxing vacation, overall, so can't really complain there!
Most of the week was spent here at home, just chillin', really. We did some shopping, ran some errands we'd been putting off, Jeremy beat Halo 3, took naps, watched tv, etc, etc...
Thursday, we went to Pittsburgh for a couple of days before heading to Williamsburg (PA, not VA) for a wedding. We stayed at a B&B run by a former professor at Geneva (where Jeremy went to college) and it was nice. Beds weren't very comfy, but we're spoiled by our Sterns & Foster Crowne Plaza bed, so there ya go.
Funny story: Friday we went down for breakfast (as is customary when staying at a bed & breakfast, in case ya didn't know. :-) and met the other guest that had also stayed there the night before. Apparently (small world) he lives in Silver Spring, and works for INOVA, managing the relationship between them and Geneva College (I guess a lot of med students at Geneva go work in INOVA hospitals, at least in the cardiology areas.) At some point, we mentioned the fact that Lon Solomon had a procedure done recently, to which he replied, "Oh, you go to Mclean? Me too!"
Interesting... but it gets better.
He went on to tell us that he attends the 12:30 service, and volunteers as head usher there. Jeremy said, "Oh yeah, you look familiar, I think I've seen you there before...."
"Probably." He responds.
"Wait a minute..." I said, "Did you give us a red card??"
To that, he smiled and said, "That was me."
Whoops!
Of course, we then went on to discuss that whole situation, and how much he hated that part of his job--he even told Lon (when he was in the hospital for his procedure over the summer, this guy hung out with him afterwards) how much he dislikes it (parents have even followed him out after church, yelling at him for insulting them, and who knows what else... we didn't go that far, thankfully!) Lon simply replied, "Duly noted." lol
Needless to say, that was a bit weird, but funny, especially since he knew exactly what I was talking about when I said, "Red card" vs. "cream" or "green" parent card. [If you have no idea what I'm talking about, see our post about it here.] Small world!
After that, Jeremy took us to Geneva so he could show us around campus, and see if he knew anyone still there. We got Jeremiah a new Geneva onsie (he had a t-shirt, but outgrew it pretty quickly...), had lunch with Jeremy's cousins (or 2nd cousins? I don't know how that works when it's your parent's cousins....), which was pretty good, considering it's college food (better than Ozark, at least!) Afterwards, we did some shopping, and grabbed some dinner at "Bowsers".
Now, Bowsers apparently serves their sandwiches "Pittsburgh Style". I didn't know there was a specific style for your sandwiches in Pittsburgh, but there is, and it's not the healtiest! Basically, you've got your meat, topped with cheese, coleslaw, and french fries. Yeah, the fries and coleslaw go on the sandwich. Maybe it has something to do with Pittsburgh industrial past--much easier (though that's arguable) to eat your entrees and sides on the go if they're in between two pieces of bread. It wasn't bad. Sorta reminded me of eating "poutin" but without the gravy... and it was on bread... with the coleslaw and meat... Well, look at that, I've learned of two new ways to eat french fries since marrying Jeremy. Hurray for me! :-)
Saturday was the wedding, so after a non-eventful breakfast at the B&B, we had a second breakfast (more like brunch) at Brighton Hot Dog Shoppe with an old mentor of Jeremy's. Side note: Now, maybe it's because I'm from "the north".... or actually, make that from anywhere but Pittsburgh, but I don't think of a hot dog place when I say, "Hmmm.... where should we go for breakfast?" I was teasing Jeremy all afternoon on Friday because he was taking us to a hot dog stand for breakfast. "It's not a 'hot dog stand', and the breakfast is pretty good." I guess it's just me then, because it still seems odd to have "hot dog" and "breakfast" in the same sentence. But it wasn't bad. Just don't ask for cheese on your eggs, because it comes from a can, and that stuff, unless it's on nachos or a cracker, is just NASTY. Yuck. But yeah, not that bad.
And then we were off! Three hours away, halfway across PA was our destination. Of course, even though we arrived at our hotel on time, we still got to the wedding late, but still got to see "the good stuff" (i.e. vows, rings, kiss, etc...) Oh, this was odd to me. Does no one clap at the kiss anymore? It seems kinda awkward to just sit there in silence and watch the bride and groom have their first kiss... I always remember applause for that! I don't remember if anyone clapped or not at our wedding... I think maybe no one did, but I don't know... That's a whole other story!
And this is getting really long, okay, yeah, so they kissed, we waited for pictures, went to the reception, had a nice dinner, back to the hotel by 8! Phew. Finally, by half-time during the Steelers game yesterday, we returned home, and were able to watch them whoop on the Seahawks, something like 21-zip. Not... too... shabby. (Sorry Seattle fans!)
That's about that.
Sorry for the long away, but we're back now. I'll try to be on here more frequently now that the move is DONE, vacation is DONE, and we can just be ourselves. It still feels kinda weird here, like we should be going back to Tysons to go home... We still drive that way, accidently. Did that coming home from my parents' house--got on 66, and drove to Tysons, before we realized what we'd done. Oops. But we're getting better. :-)
Jeremiah now has 5 teeth, with two more coming in. I think maybe I can stop giving a 'tooth-count', since they're just coming in all the time now! Sheesh. I think after the next two come in (three on bottom, two on top, next two coming in on top) he's got another coming in on the bottom. So more than likely, he'll have 8 teeth by his 1st birthday. Wow! His next appt is next Monday, so I'm sure we'll have more cool facts about how much he's grown then. He fits very well into 12-18 month clothes right now, with 24 month not bein' too large on him. Yikes! He's so much fun, though! Love to blah blah blah, and na na na.... He's started standing while holding things in his hands, like a toy, or his bottle. Doesn't seem to be in too much of a hurry to actually start walking yet, though. He could probably do it if he really wanted to, but he can crawl to where he wants to go pretty fast, so I guess he's content with that.
And that is that. :-)
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Bye for now.
Jeremy and I are on vacation. I don't want to be tied to the computer all week, so with a few exceptions, we will be unavailable via email and blog until next week. We have our phones, but not always on us, so if you need us, text us/leave a voicemail, and we'll get back to ya ASAP. :-)
Talk to you later!
Talk to you later!
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Missed Friday... my bad.
Yesterday was a LONG day! We ran errands all day, then went to the apartment in Tysons to get all the random junk still left, packed and loaded up. We found a cleaning crew that worked weekends to come and do all the "fun" cleaning for us this morning, but had to get the junk out first!
Luckily, we were able to convince my brother, James, to call out at work (@ Modell's) and come down for the weekend. We got him to do the painting in Jeremiah's old room (primed back to white) and help Jeremy load the van with all the fun stuff we've been so anxious to bring over to the new house (so much so, we left it 'til last minute, partially hoping it would disappear, apparently....)
Thankfully, we got it done. Tomorrow, we turn in our keys, after we take down our old satellite dish, pick up the doormat, and throw out the trash. YAY! I'm so glad it's over (though the place does look pretty good now that it's all nice and clean... oh well.) Now I can focus 100% on the new house instead of feeling guilty for not getting stuff done elsewhere first.
In other news, tonight we threw a surprise birthday party for my Mom! She's never had a "real" party, let alone a surprise party, so when she walked into our house (we hosted... obviously... if it was our house.... I'd hope it was we who hosted!) and we were all there (including two of her brothers and their "families" [one isn't married, but was down here in DC with his girlfriend--she's really cool, already like one of the family!]) and James was there (because he was supposed to be at school, remember?) she 'bout freaked! (Was that not one of the longest sentences you've ever read??? That's the Jeremiah's Rose talking [a wine by Rockbridge Vineyards... good stuff! No relation to our Jeremiah, of course, but it does have a picture of a bullfrog on the label...]) The party was fun, and I think everyone had a good time. My Mom kept saying, "I'll never forget this birthday... this was the best birthday ever!" So I think it was a hit with her. :-)
Oh, and I finished the nursery! Painting wise, at least. Still need to get his bed set up, but at least tomorrow night, Jeremiah will be sleeping on a real mattress again, instead of in his Pack n Play! Yay! I'll post pics once I get it all done.
And that's all, folks! Time for bed. Wine makes me sleepy (and dyslexic, apparently... I keep spelling things "fo-net-ick-lee", which would really be tough to read... No more Rose for me. Sleepy time! G'night.
Luckily, we were able to convince my brother, James, to call out at work (@ Modell's) and come down for the weekend. We got him to do the painting in Jeremiah's old room (primed back to white) and help Jeremy load the van with all the fun stuff we've been so anxious to bring over to the new house (so much so, we left it 'til last minute, partially hoping it would disappear, apparently....)
Thankfully, we got it done. Tomorrow, we turn in our keys, after we take down our old satellite dish, pick up the doormat, and throw out the trash. YAY! I'm so glad it's over (though the place does look pretty good now that it's all nice and clean... oh well.) Now I can focus 100% on the new house instead of feeling guilty for not getting stuff done elsewhere first.
In other news, tonight we threw a surprise birthday party for my Mom! She's never had a "real" party, let alone a surprise party, so when she walked into our house (we hosted... obviously... if it was our house.... I'd hope it was we who hosted!) and we were all there (including two of her brothers and their "families" [one isn't married, but was down here in DC with his girlfriend--she's really cool, already like one of the family!]) and James was there (because he was supposed to be at school, remember?) she 'bout freaked! (Was that not one of the longest sentences you've ever read??? That's the Jeremiah's Rose talking [a wine by Rockbridge Vineyards... good stuff! No relation to our Jeremiah, of course, but it does have a picture of a bullfrog on the label...]) The party was fun, and I think everyone had a good time. My Mom kept saying, "I'll never forget this birthday... this was the best birthday ever!" So I think it was a hit with her. :-)
Oh, and I finished the nursery! Painting wise, at least. Still need to get his bed set up, but at least tomorrow night, Jeremiah will be sleeping on a real mattress again, instead of in his Pack n Play! Yay! I'll post pics once I get it all done.
And that's all, folks! Time for bed. Wine makes me sleepy (and dyslexic, apparently... I keep spelling things "fo-net-ick-lee", which would really be tough to read... No more Rose for me. Sleepy time! G'night.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Token short post.
I did not get to finish the nursery tonight... I'm all outta white paint. Need to get more tomorrow. Was gonna go get it today, but didn't feel like it, since I'll be out and about tomorrow.
In other news, it's raining really hard, which apparently means NO TV FOR YOU, COME BACK, ONE YEAR! I mean, c'mon, the one time I want to watch The Office, we freakin' lose the signal, because Mr. Satellite dish is sad that he's wet.... Aww, poor wittle satellite dish, doesn't like workin' in the rain. Poor baby.
Grumble grumble....
Are these really the quality posts you want to see on a daily basis?????
In other news, it's raining really hard, which apparently means NO TV FOR YOU, COME BACK, ONE YEAR! I mean, c'mon, the one time I want to watch The Office, we freakin' lose the signal, because Mr. Satellite dish is sad that he's wet.... Aww, poor wittle satellite dish, doesn't like workin' in the rain. Poor baby.
Grumble grumble....
Are these really the quality posts you want to see on a daily basis?????
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
My short post for the day.
News of the day: Jeremy got Halo 3. UH-OH! He got the super fancy "Legendary" edition, complete with a Master Chief replica helmet and a DVD of some sort. Yeah, I'm sure that was worth the big bux spent on it. But hey, there will only be ONE Halo 3. Might as well go all out, right??? It is the last one, after all. And... it's in HD. Even on this crappy tv we've got (42" Vizio LCD... who the heck is Vizio?!) temporarily, it's looks pretty freakin' awesome. Well done, Bungie, well done.
I've just about finished painting the nursery, just need to touch up some of the white. It looks a bit barbershop-ish, but I think it'll be okay. My Mom will let me know if it's not working... she's very blunt when it comes to stuff like that...
"You did this to spite me.... you should have asked for my permission first...." <~ Example.
And that's my short post for the day.
I've just about finished painting the nursery, just need to touch up some of the white. It looks a bit barbershop-ish, but I think it'll be okay. My Mom will let me know if it's not working... she's very blunt when it comes to stuff like that...
"You did this to spite me.... you should have asked for my permission first...." <~ Example.
And that's my short post for the day.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Yay for Heroes!
It's "premiere week", baby! Welcome back Heroes and Boston Legal! We've missed you this summer. Hope your's was good, our's was kinda crazy, but good. Bring on the goodness of Monday and Tuesday nights!
We still miss you, Lost. We'll see you in February.
Finally.... we have begun settling down.
Thursday marked a crappy, yet productive day, as Jeremy and I rushed to pack the night before, so the movers could move it all here. And they did, for the most part. A few items remain at the old place: my clothes (hanger stuff, most doesn't fit... :-( ), some stuff from the bathrooms, a few shelves, rug, fridge/freezer contents, paintings and pictures.... okay, I'm stopping that, it's depressing. We've got 'til Sunday to get it all out, and clean it all out. And it'll probably be Sunday before we get around to it, too.. Oh well.
Random note: Directv contractors are jerks. Or, ahem, "A"'s, as my FIL would say ('cuz sometimes 'jerk' just doesn't suffice....) :-) I mean, seriously, you're being PAID (not by me directly, but by my signing up for service...) to come out and do a job; Don't roll your eyes and treat your customer like a 5 year old... "See? My workorder says, 'One jack, one receiver.' ONE.... jack.... ONE.... receiver...." No crap, einstein, thanks for pissing me off! Grr.... I'm writing them an email. I want a free month or something, or I'm switching to FIOS (because, yes, I have options.)
Speaking of FIOS, my laptop is still dead. Thanks a lot, Mr. Fios! I wonder if I could get anything for free for that little hiccup... hmmm...
On to other things:
Jeremiah has decided that he will only eat "chunks" now; He's a big boy and wishes to be treated as such, so kindly please refrain from pureeing my food, Mommy!! (His words exactly, I swear.... well... I translated... roughly....) I mean, every time I put a spoonful of yummy turkey (in turkey gravy! yum!)/broccoli/sweet potatoes into his mouth, he would cry... until I put a little sweet potato puff in his mouth. Then he'd be happy. Eventually, I just cut up a bunch of stuff, left it on his tray until he had almost finished his dinner, and then gave him the spoon and bowl, "Have at it, kid." And boy did he! All over his face, his arms, the floor.... But he was happy, because he was a big boy, and he was eating all by himself.
Oi vey...
One thing I did not expect to learn how to do so soon was put a diaper on backwards... Because by the time I get the wet one off (and even the dirty ones), he immediately flips over and starts "running away". Mommy then has to go chase "the naked baby", and threaten (jokingly, of course, with serious undertones) "to catch the naked baby!" Of course, that then leads to "the naked baby" escaping even faster than before... and right off the side of the bed (I've got a hold of his leg by then, no worries...) See, before the movers came, we slept on a 'firm' (i.e. uncomfortable) mattress on the floor--he could crawl off and still be on his hands and knees. Now, though, the drop is a bit further, which he has yet to realize.
Of course, once we have the nursery set up (still in the painting stages) then I'll just strap him down to the changing table and let him scream (it's so fake.... he starts off doing the whole "coughing" cry, because that's soooo convincing.... yeah... manipulator in the making, already... they start young!) Either that, or I'll just have to keep my keys with me wherever I go, because those miraculously make him stop whatever it is he's doing and just look in awe at the mighty keychain. You'd think it was the holy grail or something--I guess to him, it is.
What else... Oh yeah. Jeremiah's now working on his balance--he can stand completely unassisted for about 3 or 4 seconds before he either plops on his bum, and flails his arms to grab the nearest thing (usually a couch or ottoman.) It's really cute, because he really has to build himself up to do it. You can almost see him thinking, "Alright, Jeremiah, you can do this.... Just wait a second, find your balance.... that's it... okay, now on the count of three, let go of the couch! One.... two.... THREE! You're doing it! You're doing it!" and then, plop. :-) So cute!
Other cuteness includes peek-a-boo. He LOVES it. I dunno why.... he knows what's coming, you can see him grinning through your hands... But it gets him every time... Even over webcam, as Grandmom and Granddad have proven--he loves it. And his favorite nursery rhyme goes something like this:
Man.... that just sounds worse and worse the more I say....
Moving on.
The house is coming along. We've gotten several rooms painted, baby gates up or on order, several projects yet unfinished, and lots of dreams/plans/desires of next steps. I'm going to enter in HGTV's $100,000 sweepstakes to see if they'll cover my renovation bills. That'd be nice, for sure. For now, Jason's been pretty helpful getting some stuff done. The place looks 100% better already!
We've returned to Mclean Bible, after a few weeks off. We did take the plunge and put Jeremiah in the nursery.... gulp. Yeah, all I think about during the sermon is, "I hope he's okay, I wonder what he's doing," etc... But he seems to enjoy it, for the most part. This past Sunday when we picked him up, he was crying... Some little girl was holding him, trying to give him a bottle, but I have a feeling he was done, didn't want anymore, and was crying because she wouldn't put him down. Then we got home and discovered they never changed his diaper (I sensed a dirty diaper going in, and it was still dirty coming out.... grr....) Needless to say, I'm not all that impressed. Sigh. But we'll try it again, and just let them know, "Hey, if he's dirty, CHANGE HIM!" and, "If he gets hungry, he'll probably only eat 6 oz, and then want to get down. If he's crying, it's probably because he wants down, not because he's fussy...." But whatever. I'd like to think it's good for him, to be able to interact with the other babies, but I wonder what happens all that time inbetween drop off and pick up.
And that's enough for now. A friend told me once that it's better to frequently do many short posts than rarely one long post. Whoops. Well, maybe I'll just try to do more longer posts. :-) At least I blog! Hint hint, wink wink.... you know who you are (and you are many!) :-) 'Just kid, just kid, silly boy...'
Inside joke.
Okay, then, to bed, I said! G'night.
We still miss you, Lost. We'll see you in February.
Finally.... we have begun settling down.
Thursday marked a crappy, yet productive day, as Jeremy and I rushed to pack the night before, so the movers could move it all here. And they did, for the most part. A few items remain at the old place: my clothes (hanger stuff, most doesn't fit... :-( ), some stuff from the bathrooms, a few shelves, rug, fridge/freezer contents, paintings and pictures.... okay, I'm stopping that, it's depressing. We've got 'til Sunday to get it all out, and clean it all out. And it'll probably be Sunday before we get around to it, too.. Oh well.
Random note: Directv contractors are jerks. Or, ahem, "A"'s, as my FIL would say ('cuz sometimes 'jerk' just doesn't suffice....) :-) I mean, seriously, you're being PAID (not by me directly, but by my signing up for service...) to come out and do a job; Don't roll your eyes and treat your customer like a 5 year old... "See? My workorder says, 'One jack, one receiver.' ONE.... jack.... ONE.... receiver...." No crap, einstein, thanks for pissing me off! Grr.... I'm writing them an email. I want a free month or something, or I'm switching to FIOS (because, yes, I have options.)
Speaking of FIOS, my laptop is still dead. Thanks a lot, Mr. Fios! I wonder if I could get anything for free for that little hiccup... hmmm...
On to other things:
Jeremiah has decided that he will only eat "chunks" now; He's a big boy and wishes to be treated as such, so kindly please refrain from pureeing my food, Mommy!! (His words exactly, I swear.... well... I translated... roughly....) I mean, every time I put a spoonful of yummy turkey (in turkey gravy! yum!)/broccoli/sweet potatoes into his mouth, he would cry... until I put a little sweet potato puff in his mouth. Then he'd be happy. Eventually, I just cut up a bunch of stuff, left it on his tray until he had almost finished his dinner, and then gave him the spoon and bowl, "Have at it, kid." And boy did he! All over his face, his arms, the floor.... But he was happy, because he was a big boy, and he was eating all by himself.
Oi vey...
One thing I did not expect to learn how to do so soon was put a diaper on backwards... Because by the time I get the wet one off (and even the dirty ones), he immediately flips over and starts "running away". Mommy then has to go chase "the naked baby", and threaten (jokingly, of course, with serious undertones) "to catch the naked baby!" Of course, that then leads to "the naked baby" escaping even faster than before... and right off the side of the bed (I've got a hold of his leg by then, no worries...) See, before the movers came, we slept on a 'firm' (i.e. uncomfortable) mattress on the floor--he could crawl off and still be on his hands and knees. Now, though, the drop is a bit further, which he has yet to realize.
Of course, once we have the nursery set up (still in the painting stages) then I'll just strap him down to the changing table and let him scream (it's so fake.... he starts off doing the whole "coughing" cry, because that's soooo convincing.... yeah... manipulator in the making, already... they start young!) Either that, or I'll just have to keep my keys with me wherever I go, because those miraculously make him stop whatever it is he's doing and just look in awe at the mighty keychain. You'd think it was the holy grail or something--I guess to him, it is.
What else... Oh yeah. Jeremiah's now working on his balance--he can stand completely unassisted for about 3 or 4 seconds before he either plops on his bum, and flails his arms to grab the nearest thing (usually a couch or ottoman.) It's really cute, because he really has to build himself up to do it. You can almost see him thinking, "Alright, Jeremiah, you can do this.... Just wait a second, find your balance.... that's it... okay, now on the count of three, let go of the couch! One.... two.... THREE! You're doing it! You're doing it!" and then, plop. :-) So cute!
Other cuteness includes peek-a-boo. He LOVES it. I dunno why.... he knows what's coming, you can see him grinning through your hands... But it gets him every time... Even over webcam, as Grandmom and Granddad have proven--he loves it. And his favorite nursery rhyme goes something like this:
Yeah.... don't ask. Okay, I'll tell ya anyways. When I was 12, my brothers Jason (11) and James (5? Maybe 4) went to Portugal to visit my grandparents in the Azores. Our youngest brother, Stephin (less than 1 at the time, roughly Jeremiah's age, actually) stayed home with my parents. Whilst in Portugal, Jason, in his randomness, came up with that song for Stephin. So originally, the baby's name was "Stephin" and not "Jeremiah", but we wanted Jeremiah to be the killer, not his uncle.Out in the darkness.... THERE LIVED A BIG MONSTER! Who liked to eat people..... ESPECIALLY LITTLE BABIES!
Once there was..... A BABY NAMED JEREMIAH! Killed the big monster, by saying,
BOO! BOO! BOOOOOOOO!
Man.... that just sounds worse and worse the more I say....
Moving on.
The house is coming along. We've gotten several rooms painted, baby gates up or on order, several projects yet unfinished, and lots of dreams/plans/desires of next steps. I'm going to enter in HGTV's $100,000 sweepstakes to see if they'll cover my renovation bills. That'd be nice, for sure. For now, Jason's been pretty helpful getting some stuff done. The place looks 100% better already!
We've returned to Mclean Bible, after a few weeks off. We did take the plunge and put Jeremiah in the nursery.... gulp. Yeah, all I think about during the sermon is, "I hope he's okay, I wonder what he's doing," etc... But he seems to enjoy it, for the most part. This past Sunday when we picked him up, he was crying... Some little girl was holding him, trying to give him a bottle, but I have a feeling he was done, didn't want anymore, and was crying because she wouldn't put him down. Then we got home and discovered they never changed his diaper (I sensed a dirty diaper going in, and it was still dirty coming out.... grr....) Needless to say, I'm not all that impressed. Sigh. But we'll try it again, and just let them know, "Hey, if he's dirty, CHANGE HIM!" and, "If he gets hungry, he'll probably only eat 6 oz, and then want to get down. If he's crying, it's probably because he wants down, not because he's fussy...." But whatever. I'd like to think it's good for him, to be able to interact with the other babies, but I wonder what happens all that time inbetween drop off and pick up.
And that's enough for now. A friend told me once that it's better to frequently do many short posts than rarely one long post. Whoops. Well, maybe I'll just try to do more longer posts. :-) At least I blog! Hint hint, wink wink.... you know who you are (and you are many!) :-) 'Just kid, just kid, silly boy...'
Inside joke.
Okay, then, to bed, I said! G'night.
Friday, September 21, 2007
Please just let me go to sleep!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
If Jeremiah had been a girl...
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Yay for internet!
Verizon came by this morning to install our FIOS internet service. YAY! So we are BACK ONLINE!
Unfortunately, while Mr. Fios was setting things up on my computer, he uninstalled my wireless card because it wasn't working properly. Normally, Windows would just allow a re-install, no problem. But noooooooo, Windows doesn't LIKE wireless cards. "You can have an ethernet connection, but no wireless..." BOOOOOOO WINDOWS!
And then, it died. Now, it won't let me outta the "boot into safe mode" screen (nope, it won't even let me do that. NO WINDOWS FOR YOU! COME BACK, ONE YEAR!) So my laptop, with all my pics, videos, music, etc, is now simply a paperweight. BOOOOO!
Thankfully, Jeremy has an "extra" work laptop that I can use to at least surf the net. Hopefully, he'll be able to fix mine so I can get my pics back.
It's good to be back!
Unfortunately, while Mr. Fios was setting things up on my computer, he uninstalled my wireless card because it wasn't working properly. Normally, Windows would just allow a re-install, no problem. But noooooooo, Windows doesn't LIKE wireless cards. "You can have an ethernet connection, but no wireless..." BOOOOOOO WINDOWS!
And then, it died. Now, it won't let me outta the "boot into safe mode" screen (nope, it won't even let me do that. NO WINDOWS FOR YOU! COME BACK, ONE YEAR!) So my laptop, with all my pics, videos, music, etc, is now simply a paperweight. BOOOOO!
Thankfully, Jeremy has an "extra" work laptop that I can use to at least surf the net. Hopefully, he'll be able to fix mine so I can get my pics back.
It's good to be back!
Friday, September 14, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
A few house pics....
The backyard (to the right of the deck)
More backyard (view from the house)
Our very own pond! (Complete with goldfish--3 biggies and a baby... so cute...)
This'll hafta do for now. :-)
Grrr...
Found the cord to the camera (wasn't lost, just hiding on the coffee table, all tied up neatly.... yeah, I'm a spaz sometimes....) but now Google Video is giving me trouble....
For now, enjoy these pics! :-)
From this morning:
(the red-eye light kept making him squint...)
Did you see the chops on this guy?! I would keep fingers out of range, if I were you.... :-)
For now, enjoy these pics! :-)
From this morning:
(the red-eye light kept making him squint...)
Did you see the chops on this guy?! I would keep fingers out of range, if I were you.... :-)
Friday, September 07, 2007
Jeremiah is 8 months old!
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