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the ‘oops i accidentally published this post without giving it a name’ post.

Processed with VSCOcam with b1 presetOhai!  How are you, my friends?  I’ve missed you.  And I’ve missed bloggin.  But you know those times when work gets super crazy and the last thing on earth you want to do when you get home is jump on your friggin computer and try to create sentences out of your scrambled egg brain, so instead you get on your computer and watch endless episodes of the Good Wife and then pass out at 9:30?  Yah, me neither.

Truth is, work has been crazy the past few weeks.  And I’m cool with it.  I have an end game, which is that I have about a month and a half of work left before I’m on maternity leave.  That in itself is on a whole other level of crazytown.  It certainly makes these long hours and countless spreadsheets and bajillions of emails much more manageable.

So let’s catch up a bit, shall we?  Here are a few things that have been happenin’ these last few weeks:

Casey is considering buying a pair of Crocs.  I don’t really have much else to say on that topic.

Guys, it’s so hot.  Like ridiculously hot.  The past few weeks it’s been 80-90+ degree temps.  And you know what?  I’m not hating it.  I’ve been so nervous about becoming a sweaty hippo this summer and so far, I’m just a hippo.  The heat hasn’t affected me too much quite yet.  But please check in with me on Monday because apparently it’s going to be approx 100 degrees on Saturday and Sunday and I’ll be kicking myself in the hippo ass for even writing these words.

My country music craving has yet to subside.  I don’t even know.  Yesterday morning on my way into work I found myself singing along to the song “International Harvester” and I just about bitch-slapped myself.  It’s not so much that I’m embarrassed as I am confused.  At the rate I’m going I’m probably a week away from ordering Casey and I matching camo Crocs.

Casey did prenatal yoga with me the other day in our living room.  We followed along to a Youtube video and everything was going so well until the instructor informed us that we were about to do some kegels.  Casey was all I’m outta here and I was all come on can’t you just sit there and breath while I do vagina exercises?  And bless his giant Norwegian heart, he man’d up and finished the session with me.  Namaste Caseface.

A couple of weekends ago Casey painted the ceiling, walls and floor of the baby room.  And I spent the entire weekend bitching about the fumes and ordering baby stuffs to decorate the kids room.  For the record, we painted the baby’s room white and there’s nothing wrong with that if you’re asking my opinion which you should because it’s MY kids room.  I feel like whenever I tell anyone that we’re painting the baby room white, they assume we’re just settling because we don’t know the gender.  They sympathetically offer pastel options (barf) and beige (double barf) and I kindly tell them that no no, white is our first choice.  SO BACK OFF.  And stuff.

In case you care, I plan to post a bumpdate in the next few days.  Because?  I’m now 31 weeks.  GULP.  I’m fully aware that I’m pretty much in the territory of this baby could crown at any time in the near future.  We should probably buy a car seat.

Tomorrow night we’re going to see Book of Mormon which I’ve been waiting my entire adult life to see.  Or you know, since it came out a few years ago.  Have you seen it?  What did you think?  What are the best kinds of snacks to eat while watching it?  Is the most important question.

This weekend my lovely friends are throwing me a baby shower.  We’re really lucky to have friends in Portland that like us enough to buy us baby junk.  No but seriously, we are.   I’m pretty excited for it – stay tuned for pictures of a sweaty hippo opening gifts ;)

And on that note!  Happy (almost) Friday my dear friends.  I hope your weekend is filled with peace, love and Jimmy John’s.