Caffeine reduced mascot wife

After a couple of months of all-day-sickness and a month of general exhaustion I am finally feeling ready for some blogging.

My husband and I are expecting baby #1 and I feel like I should write a book called "My Changing Body: Pregnancy Edition". It seems that there's a new surprise every few days. Tonight's treat was when I went to tidy up with a little shaving and I couldn't see over my belly to the area in need of attention. Awesome.

Grump

I have been a grumpy, anti-social, uninspired grump head lately. I think I need a visit to a book store or library so that I can choose something motivational to read. Something with to-do lists would be helpful. Perhas I could find such lists on line.

Since I was 6 I've thought of Sundays as a day to rest and hang out with friends/family. When I was 12 there was a bowling tournament on a Sunday and I had to fight with my Baba to be allowed to take part. I have the conversation on a cassette somewhere. Hmm, I should find it. The mister's busiest chore days are Sundays. In this way we do not match up. It's not a problem though. It is just the one day where we really spend most of it doing our own thing.

I am quite thrilled with the garden we have this year. Lots of edibles. I am especially excited about leeks and beets.

That's all I've got for now.

"even when you're crazy"

That was the qualifier added to a card I was recently given. Awesome. It isn't a secret, I'm a little nuts sometimes.

I'm aware that some of you have noticed my blogging break. There hasn't been much to say lately. The past few weeks were all about getting ready for a holiday. I didn't want the blog-world to know that our home would be empty for a week so I simply didn't blog at all lest I let the vacation cat out of the bag.

The vacation included two lovely days spend in Miami Beach and a four day cruise in the Bahamas. My body was so happy to feel warmth again. Winter is my all time favourite searson but winter 2010/2011 was too long.

Quick Bests
Miami Beach: shopping on Lincoln Road, manchego
Cruise: evenings sipping coffee on the deck, waking up in a new place, open bar

The South Beach/Cruise diet added a few pounds to my body. I am not outside of a normal BMI and (barely) into the overweight BMI. This is disturbing but I am hopefully that quickly gained weight will also be quickly lost.

I will have to spend some time thinking about goals. I'm slightly apathetic about personal growth at the moment. Perhaps still sobering up from the cruise!

Something in the water

How I wish it was *that* easy. I never imagined how much baby thoughts would get into my head as soon as I was married. I want two right now. Or yesterday, yesterday would be better. It's too early to say if we're going to have troubles conceiving or if it'll happen within a few months. What I can say is that I am already fussy about it and we have only been married for two months. It was so easy to get pregnant when I was 19. Fooled around with my buddy once on the right day and a few weeks later the stick had two lines. I miscarried a few weeks later but since then have been encouraged by the fact that getting pregnant could be so easy. Now I am having thoughts like "what if that was my only chance" or worse "what if all I can ever sustain is a few weeks of life". Today feels like a PMS day but it isn't. TTC days have become more stressful than PMS and, lovin' aside, I pretty much dread them.

Just had to change my settings to adult-friendly.

No one warned me about the chafing, how much pressure I'd feel, and the monthly disappointment. If I have a daughter or two I will certainly prepare them by filling them in with as much general information as they can handle.

Also on my mind today is a situation with a friend. I don't typically have situations. My whole way of life is about avoiding unpleasantness, being kind and honest and staying the hell away from situations. I blame Facebook. Several months ago I removed a lot of friends from my Facebook account. One friend was very hurt by this. She still is. And, she let me know. Again. I didn't think I was the type who hurt people. I certainly didn't intend to. I intended to have less facebook friends and have more real life, face to face relationships. You know the kind, where you actually get together or call each other. Obviously I failed to effectively communicate my intentions. I'm not sure what will come of all this. I am available for a getting together kind of relationship. I am also okay with moving on. I am not so happy with feeling like I've done something wrong when I'm not so sure I have.

Nope.

The past several days were spend relaxing, skiing, shopping, and eating in Banff. During dinner one evening a man at our table commented that I am a trophy wife. I tried to be gracious as I quickly explained that I was a mascot wife and nothing like a trophy wife at all. It is possible that I may have only illustrated the fact that I am a crazy wife. Oh well.

Other highlights of the weekend away include
*a lovely bottle of Blasted Church http://blastedchurch.com/ wine. I've tried their Gewurztraminer and Hatfield's Fuse. Next I shall have to try Big Bang.
*Cross country skiing for hours and being treated to the sight of two bald eagles flying overhead while I stopped for water and a snack.
*successfully shopping for spring/summer wear

Last week's goals were quickly dropped when I started packing for Banff! I did pack stationery and a novel but did not touch them other than when I took them out of my suitcase and when I put them back in. The goals will carry over for this week.

Pi

Pi Day

I'm going to pretend that you didn't notice that I didn't blog my weekly review and goals yesterday.

Last week's goals were met. Hurray for aiming low.

This week's goals will return to being challenging not just token things I can check off a blog list!

1. Get out for at least an hour long walk every day
2. Read a novel that I haven't read before
3. Write a long overdue letter to a friend in England
4. Write a card to my former roomie and be specific about the ways she didn't suck
5. Deal with the circle of clutter I have created downstairs and reduce my collection of stuff to just one small storage container.

In honour of trying to conceive I have given up drinking. I am abstaining 100% when around friends and 100% during the two weeks between the attempt and finding out. I miss wine and beer and amaretto. My husband has been warned that I will likely cry every time conception doesn't occur and that what I will need is a hug, some kisses and a stiff drink.

This morning I received a response to an ad for childcare that I placed last week. It would be wonderful to be able to spend a portion of each week hanging out with an awesome little person who needs a great nanny while their mommy and daddy work. I replied to the inquiry and was forthcoming about the fact that we are trying to conceive. Although disclosing such information might exclude me from the running, I prefer to be up front and hope for the best. Fingers crossed.

In honour of Pi day I will be preparing my first ever pot pies for dinner tonight. The recipe I will be trying out is found here; http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Chicken-Ham-and-Fennel-Pot-Pies-2478
I'm especially looking forward to putting Pi symbols on the top of each pie. If the pies are photo worthy I will upload a picture tonight or tomorrow.