Quiz had school pictures today. I picked out his clothes last night like I usually do. He's never really cared what he wears, so I picked out a nice polo shirt and some jeans.
Well, he saw the outfit and said, "But I need to look nicer!"
He wanted to wear a tie. But alas, he doesn't actually own a tie. So I suggested a button-down dress shirt with jeans. "Well, ok. but I'll need a vest."
Okie dokie, he needed a vest. He has one vest, and it is technically a size too small. But hey, the kid wanted to be fancy, so who am I to stand in his way?
This morning he asked V for hair gel and cologne. I saw the finished product before he left this morning, and holy cow. The cuteness is indescribable.
I can't wait to see the pictures. GQ's got nothin on this kid.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Idiot
My mom used to say, "You are the dumbest smart kid I know." Yep. That's me in a nutshell. I'm no genius, but I consider myself fairly intelligent. Then something like this happens.
I had a perfectly nice lunch break planned today. My boss asked me to run to Office Max on my way back. I did a little happy dance in my head when I realized I'd have time to drive through Starbucks and get a latte. There are few things in this world I love more than an afternoon latte. There are also few things in this world that work out the way I planned.
Let me preface this by telling you that my car is little more than a gerbil-powered roller skate. Seriously. Calling it a car is pretty generous.
Whatever you want to call it, the dumb thing died right in the middle of the street as I was backing out of the driveway at work. I had to call V and have him come push me out of the way since I was blocking a pre-school parking lot--"Heeyy! Don't mind me. I just like to hang out in my awesome car in the middle of the street. Jealous?"
It took three of us--one very nice preschool parent included--to get my car back into the driveway so I was out of the way. The whole time I was thinking, "Please please don't let this cost a lot to fix. We don't have extra money lying around right now."
Well, it only cost about $3.54 to fix. That's the going rate for a gallon of gas in Iowa these days...
Idiot.
I had a perfectly nice lunch break planned today. My boss asked me to run to Office Max on my way back. I did a little happy dance in my head when I realized I'd have time to drive through Starbucks and get a latte. There are few things in this world I love more than an afternoon latte. There are also few things in this world that work out the way I planned.
Let me preface this by telling you that my car is little more than a gerbil-powered roller skate. Seriously. Calling it a car is pretty generous.
Whatever you want to call it, the dumb thing died right in the middle of the street as I was backing out of the driveway at work. I had to call V and have him come push me out of the way since I was blocking a pre-school parking lot--"Heeyy! Don't mind me. I just like to hang out in my awesome car in the middle of the street. Jealous?"
It took three of us--one very nice preschool parent included--to get my car back into the driveway so I was out of the way. The whole time I was thinking, "Please please don't let this cost a lot to fix. We don't have extra money lying around right now."
Well, it only cost about $3.54 to fix. That's the going rate for a gallon of gas in Iowa these days...
Idiot.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Baby Steps
Deep breath. I have a Dr. appointment next Tuesday. I finally decided after 18 failed cycles that something must be wrong. I know. Duh, right? Well, I prefer to take the What About Bob approach to healthcare-- baby steps to the elevator. That's all I can handle.
So I made an appointment for a consultation. And that's all I'm committing to at this point. I know she will suggest bloodwork, but I can't deal with that right now. I have a huge needle phobia. Not a fear, a full-fledged phobia. I'd explain it to you, but you wouldn't believe me.
I knew going into this that I would have to face my fear to have a baby. And I just assumed I would be willing to do anything once there was another human being hanging out in my uterus depending on me. Maybe not, but that's what I planned on happening--that motherhood would overrule everything else in my brain. I never considered that I'd have to face my fear before getting pregnant. So, I'm not thinking about that right now.
Right now, I have an appointment next Tuesday afternoon, just to talk. Baby steps.
So I made an appointment for a consultation. And that's all I'm committing to at this point. I know she will suggest bloodwork, but I can't deal with that right now. I have a huge needle phobia. Not a fear, a full-fledged phobia. I'd explain it to you, but you wouldn't believe me.
I knew going into this that I would have to face my fear to have a baby. And I just assumed I would be willing to do anything once there was another human being hanging out in my uterus depending on me. Maybe not, but that's what I planned on happening--that motherhood would overrule everything else in my brain. I never considered that I'd have to face my fear before getting pregnant. So, I'm not thinking about that right now.
Right now, I have an appointment next Tuesday afternoon, just to talk. Baby steps.
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