30 September 2008

What can I say? I love the bling.

Sometimes I like to torture myself and look at eco-friendly diamond stimulants. These are all from Carat*Baguette Princess Solitaire $325- I really like the shape of this one. It adds a little more to the style of the solitaire, but I do worry that it would be too much. I'm really a simple girl who doesn't like to draw attention to herself.


Trellis Princess $459- I love, love, love the band on this one. This picture doesn't show it but the side has amazing detail. I also really like the wide band. With my fingers I could pull it off. It has the impact without the flashy baguettes.
Knife Edge Princess Solitaire $397- I like the slim band on this one. It's simple, nothing fancy, just the basic ring. However, I worry about it being too thin. Not that I've ever had a band to a ring break, but I'd always be worrying if the band could support a lot of wear and tear.

29 September 2008

Weekly Peace

Checkbook Cover





I love Vera Bradley everything, especially the peacock print checkbook cover. But I'm not paying $18 for one. Today after I got home from school I gathered up some ribbon and left over fabric and made myself a checkbook cover.

It isn't Vera Bradley but it's cute and it was free. I'm thinking of sewing some buttons on it to give it some pop.

Thoughts?

Great Pumpkin


Yesterday as I was driving to work I noticed that the leaves are starting to change color. Oh boy! It's always the best time of year when the mountains turn to gold and the air starts to smell like smoke and snow.

It is going to be October this Wednesday and I'm feeling the itch to get ready for Halloween. I've already got my costume together for work and all I need is a PUMPKIN! Cause this year I actually have a place to put one, or two, or three.

Some weekend in October I need to grab my camera, kidnap Steven, throw them both in the car, and head out to Sinkland Farms, the local pumpkin patch, complete with hayrides, corn-mazes, face-paints, and you know bright orange globes of Fall fun!

28 September 2008

Just Go Yearbook Yourself


at yearbookyourself.com

Laughs. 1960. I like it.

SNL Skit #2



SNL is rocking my socks with these Palin skits. They're funny, but the whole situation scares me.

If you haven't seen the original you can find it here

27 September 2008

Change is Healthy

So yeah... big changes to the layout here at Ms. Domestique.

I mean...what are boyfriends with computer science majors good for but to vamp your blog? I jest, but he did me a major solid and helped me make this website fit more with my personality. Steven is the best!

I've also got some things in the works to add to what I've been doing, including ways to get my blog out there in the open a little more. Maybe I'll even sell my soul for some advertising. Either way, we're working on making this the best experience for writer and audience alike.

So-Much love babettes!

26 September 2008

Fall Fashion Picks:

1. The Vest. I love the tailored male look. A vest is a great way for me to mix and match for work since I can't wear any color.


2. The "riding" boot. I love the height of them as well as the fact that they are a flat; I don't wear heels. However, I'm finding it impossible to find a tall/flat boot locally. I'm excited to pair these with a knee-length dress and a scarf and head off to class--so I better find some soon.
3. The Turleneck. I've discovered I look horribly sophisticated in a turtleneck and I think I might need one in every color. Just maybe.
4. Some sort of yarn beret, or a beret in general. I really want a comfy, floppy hat since I look down right horrible in beanies.

National Hug A Vegetarian Day!


Have you hugged all your Vegetarian buddies yet?

How about all your non-Vegetarian buddies?

Either way, spread some hugs and kisses and good ole' lovin' around today--and every day.

25 September 2008

Line Rider



Line Rider
is such an addictive game. If you haven't played around with it I highly suggest it. Making a poor guy on a sled build up momentum and crash into things is a great way to end a stressful day. Some people get very creative with the slopes they create. If you're interested in looking at artful designs do some youtube searching. There are some really great ones.

In My Tummy, Yummy-Yummy!


Last night Steven and I tried a recipe from the October issue of Real Simple that I wanted to pass along. Doesn't it look amazing? It was so good that I woke up this morning thinking about it. Maybe I dreamed about it all night. Oh yeah, this stuff is that good. It's also easy enough that we could get through it--amateurs that we are.

It's also the first time I've ever broiled anything--I've kind of always just stared at that setting on the stove with an inquisitive look. That's normally how I look at my stove anyway. However, unlike Carrie Bradshaw, I don't store sweaters in my stove; it does occasionally get put to use.

Anyways! Recipe! Click HERE

23 September 2008

Can I be a Slam Poet?

My Technical Editing teacher showed these videos in class today. They are of Taylor Mali, a slam poet. He's my new favorite comedian/poet.



22 September 2008

Top 10 David Bowie Songs:


1. Fashion
2. Suffragette City
3. China Girl
4. Ziggy Stardust
5. Under Pressure w/ Queen
6. Golden Years
7. Changes
8. Heroes
9. Nature Boy
10. Space Oddity

Enough with the reminders already....


One more! Heroes is back on tonight! And The Big Bang Theory! I'm so mad I don't have cable, satellite, or anything that brings moving pictures to my TV.

I'll watch them when they're up on surfthechannel.com. So please, no spoilers!

21 September 2008

Another Reminder:


International 'Hug a Vegetarian' Day Friday, September 26, 2008

My favorite holiday is coming up this Friday! That's right folks, it's National Hug a Vegetarian day! So get ready to grab all your veggie buddies and give um a big ole' squeeze!

I'll be waiting here for hugs from you all. I love hugs all year round and not just for my diet, but Vegetarianism was a way for me to spread the love to all living creatures.

How cool would it be if you all tried to be veggie for a day? If I get any pledges from my meat-eating friends I'll make a pledge to go vegan for a day.

Cross-my-heart.

Don't Forget to Register to Vote!


Just a reminder babettes, you all need to register to vote by October 6th in order to vote in the November election. That will be here before you know it, so hop-to-it. This might be a basic fact to point out but you can't vote without registering. If you're already registered to vote and need to sign up for your absentee ballots then go ahead and do that soon too.

Even if you aren't going to vote for my home-boy Obama--and that's ok--I still want you all to get involved with the democratic process. This election is pivotal to both sides. If nothing else you need to neutralize my vote, as well as all the votes of my friends.

20 September 2008



1. I love this song.
2. I always think of it when Steven goes out of town.
3. The drummers face is so priceless... check out that action.

Nightgowns


A week ago I got a nightgown on sale at Target that has "hoot-hoots" all over it. I love it! I also went into work wearing it this morning. I kid you not. I woke up 6 minutes before I had to be at work so I grabbed my toothbrush and a pile of clothes and ran out the door. I changed half of my clothes at a stoplight and did the rest in the bathroom at work. I don't like it when alarms don't go off... Ugh. So bad.

Today I found a Ralph Lauren nightgown in baby blue for $10 at Ross. We all know I love the Ross and the Ralph.

And I know it's so sad I went in looking for sexy night-time outfits and came out with mom nightgowns. Don't judge, laughs. Really they just didn't have anything and I need jim-jams.

19 September 2008


How come no one told home-girl that One Tree Hill was back on?

We're already 4 episodes in people!

Everything is oh so the drama:
1. Nanny Carrie is back, ugh. I hate her. And how am I feeling bad for Dan. Can that be possible? Last season I was wishing him dead. However is mind manipulation skills are going to come in handy with the Carrie situation.
2. Victoria is also back and sending people to attack her own daughter... yeah but we've learned that messing with B. Davis is always a bad idea.
3. And most exciting of all: LUCAS CHOSE PEYTON! All I can say is I knew it, knew it, knew it.
4. I think Quentin might be cheating on his Les Mes papers...we will see.
5. Jaimie is the cutest kid ever.

18 September 2008

Oliver Linux the Teenager


I wanted to give you all an updated picture of my fluffball! He has grown so much, hasn't he?

Oui


Today I did a cute little french braid on the top-side of my head. I love it!

It makes me think I should be a little French girl named Sophie or something skipping off to school in the morning.

PS- I know I'm totally obsessed by the name Sophie right now. It's what I want to call every baby girl I meet. My fixation isn't helped by the fact that I'm reading The History of Tom Jones, A Foundling with a great character named Sophia who is pretty much perfection. I'm also falling in love with "Beauty and the Beast."

Literature is love right now.

16 September 2008




I give you my new favorite nail polish: Candy Corn by Cover Girl.

I'm so excited for Halloween!

This Made My Week:

15 September 2008

Things I Learned During My First Tennis Lesson:

  1. My tennis instructor is a complete babe. Don't worry, that hottie with a body is Steven.
  2. Steven and I are developing hobbies together. Love.
  3. Tennis skirts are both cute and comfortable and should be a wardrobe staple.
  4. There is actually a correct way to hold a tennis racket. Who knew... Amanda definitely didn't.
  5. Tennis is a sideways--not up and down--sport.
  6. Backhands should be angled so they create a top-spin on the ball.
  7. I suck at tennis.
  8. I do really like tennis and I want to work on improving.
Oh! And Steven and I totally got pink tennis balls. Not only is a percentage donated to breast cancer, but we're going to look so chic playing with them. I'm such a dork sometimes.

14 September 2008

Crate and Barrel=Love

Every now and then I torture Steven by making him look at furniture. It's something that we are definitely going to need in the next 6-9 months when college furniture just won't do anymore. I know, that was 4 years ago for me, but now we will have money to get nice things. I want to look at as much as we can now while we're in the same locale and can test things out together.

I really love this bed, well the whole series really, from Crate and Barrel. It's the Loop series; how sleek and fabulous can you get? Imagine it in a gray and white room....oh yeah.

Oh! Steven has an interview with Microsoft this week! Cross your fingers for us! Microsoft...while being the devil to my mac-loving self will pay to move us--including Oliver--and I love that.

13 September 2008

I made Sales Associate of the Quarter for a second time!

I'm kind of awesome like that. ;)

Think I can make it the whole year?

12 September 2008

Pandora:


No, not the proverbial box, but the website for the Music Genome Project. I love it!

My favorite station:

Led Zeppelin. Type it in, try it out.

It plays all the old favorites that I love. It's a truth universally acknowledged that I wasn't exposed to modern music until the 3rd grade when I figured out how to use a radio and then I could only listen to oldies around my parents. The music stuck.

In fact I will never forget the first time I heard Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polkadot Bikini (in case you haven't noticed it's the namesake of my blog, but it is also a great song from 1960). My dad had to take me to work with him on a cold fall day, I'm pretty sure it was Thanksgiving. It was the same time I was allowed to climb the woodchopper (I'm I wasn't serious injured growing up around farm life I will never understand). As we were driving home in my great uncle's big work truck that song came on the radio. That was such a cold day, almost as cold as the day I watched Dad and Eric redo the paint on his bug. Memories. And Steven wonders why I want a VW so bad. My life has been riddled with them. I was brought home from the hospital in a hunter green Bug, My parents had an orange Bus for their greenhouse, my brother (who I thought was the absolute coolest growing up had and amazing orange bug. It was so awesome because he always used to take it apart and put it back together. Pop-pop, my dad's father, had a cream Bug. Mom had a Rabbit. Memories.

Wear Some Flowers in Your Hair.



I've had this song stuck in my head today. Maybe it's because we hope to move to San Fran when we graduate. What a childhood dream.

How ironic is it that this song is also on our new cd at work... I found that out after I originally posted this morning. Of course I freaked out. How very like me.

09 September 2008

Personal Things and Such

Well a whole heap of stuff has been going on and I thought it was time to address some of it.

1) To the Nichols family- My heart genuinely breaks for you all. You are all so amazing and you do not deserve such tragedy. If any of you need anything at all you just let me know. I never met Josh and I regret not having the chance to. Things will be bleak for a while but try to focus on the positive when you can. I love you all.

There is a fund set up for the victim's families you can access it: here.

2) My great-uncle Buck died last Friday. He and my father were not on the best of terms, so I found out about it after the funeral had already taken place.

3) My cousin Carrie is pregnant with a boy and is due in January. I haven't seen her in like 8 years so it isn't that big of a deal. It just needed to be added to my list of people who are having babies. And wouldn't you know it, my childhood rival beat me to it?

4) Ames found out she is having a baby girl. I'm SO excited! I took my baby name book to work so that we can look at it when things are slow. So far we have made it to the B's.

Aschenputtel


Today I read the Brothers Grim version of Cinderella called "Aschenputtel." I found it to be very charming. I loved the tree taking the place of the godmother. Some parts are graphic, but I really loved the tree and the birds.

I wanted to pass it along to you, so please enjoy an old tale told in a new way, at least a new way to me.

The wife of a rich man fell sick, and as she felt that her end was drawing near, she called her only daughter to her bedside and said, "Dear child, be good and pious, and then the good God will always protect you, and I will look down on you from heaven and be near you."

Thereupon she closed her eyes and departed. Every day the maiden went out to her mother's grave, and wept, and she remained pious and good. When winter came the snow spread a white sheet over the grave, and by the time the spring sun had drawn it off again, the man had taken another wife.

The woman had brought with her into the house two daughters, who were beautiful and fair of face, but vile and black of heart. Now began a bad time for the poor step-child. "Is the stupid goose to sit in the parlor with us," they said. "He who wants to eat bread must earn it. Out with the kitchen-wench." They took her pretty clothes away from her, put an old grey bedgown on her, and gave her wooden shoes.

"Just look at the proud princess, how decked out she is," they cried, and laughed, and led her into the kitchen. There she had to do hard work from morning till night, get up before daybreak, carry water, light fires, cook and wash. Besides this, the sisters did her every imaginable injury - they mocked her and emptied her peas and lentils into the ashes, so that she was forced to sit and pick them out again. In the evening when she had worked till she was weary she had no bed to go to, but had to sleep by the hearth in the cinders. And as on that account she always looked dusty and dirty, they called her Cinderella.

It happened that the father was once going to the fair, and he asked his two step-daughters what he should bring back for them.

"Beautiful dresses," said one, "Pearls and jewels," said the second.

"And you, Cinderella," said he, "what will you have?"

"Father break off for me the first branch which knocks against your hat on your way home."

So he bought beautiful dresses, pearls and jewels for his two step-daughters, and on his way home, as he was riding through a green thicket, a hazel twig brushed against him and knocked off his hat. Then he broke off the branch and took it with him. When he reached home he gave his step-daughters the things which they had wished for, and to Cinderella he gave the branch from the hazel-bush. Cinderella thanked him, went to her mother's grave and planted the branch on it, and wept so much that the tears fell down on it and watered it. And it grew and became a handsome tree. Thrice a day Cinderella went and sat beneath it, and wept and prayed, and a little white bird always came on the tree, and if Cinderella expressed a wish, the bird threw down to her what she had wished for.

It happened, however, that the king gave orders for a festival which was to last three days, and to which all the beautiful young girls in the country were invited, in order that his son might choose himself a bride. When the two step-sisters heard that they too were to appear among the number, they were delighted, called Cinderella and said, "comb our hair for us, brush our shoes and fasten our buckles, for we are going to the wedding at the king's palace."

Cinderella obeyed, but wept, because she too would have liked to go with them to the dance, and begged her step-mother to allow her to do so.

"You go, Cinderella," said she, "covered in dust and dirt as you are, and would go to the festival. You have no clothes and shoes, and yet would dance." As, however, Cinderella went on asking, the step-mother said at last, "I have emptied a dish of lentils into the ashes for you, if you have picked them out again in two hours, you shall go with us."

The maiden went through the back-door into the garden, and called, "You tame pigeons, you turtle-doves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me to pick

    the good into the pot,
    the bad into the crop."
Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen window, and afterwards the turtle-doves, and at last all the birds beneath the sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the ashes. And the pigeons nodded with their heads and began pick, pick, pick, pick, and the rest began also pick, pick, pick, pick, and gathered all the good grains into the dish. Hardly had one hour passed before they had finished, and all flew out again.

Then the girl took the dish to her step-mother, and was glad, and believed that now she would be allowed to go with them to the festival.

But the step-mother said, "No, Cinderella, you have no clothes and you can not dance. You would only be laughed at." And as Cinderella wept at this, the step-mother said, if you can pick two dishes of lentils out of the ashes for me in one hour, you shall go with us. And she thought to herself, that she most certainly cannot do again.

When the step-mother had emptied the two dishes of lentils amongst the ashes, the maiden went through the back-door into the garden and cried, "You tame pigeons, you turtle-doves, and all you birds beneath the sky, come and help me to pick

    the good into the pot,
    the bad into the crop."
Then two white pigeons came in by the kitchen-window, and afterwards the turtle-doves, and at length all the birds beneath the sky, came whirring and crowding in, and alighted amongst the ashes. And the doves nodded with their heads and began pick, pick, pick, pick, and the others began also pick, pick, pick, pick, and gathered all the good seeds into the dishes, and before half an hour was over they had already finished, and all flew out again. Then the maiden was delighted, and believed that she might now go with them to the wedding.

But the step-mother said, "All this will not help. You cannot go with us, for you have no clothes and can not dance. We should be ashamed of you." On this she turned her back on Cinderella, and hurried away with her two proud daughters.

As no one was now at home, Cinderella went to her mother's grave beneath the hazel-tree, and cried,

    "Shiver and quiver, little tree,
    Silver and gold throw down over me."
Then the bird threw a gold and silver dress down to her, and slippers embroidered with silk and silver. She put on the dress with all speed, and went to the wedding. Her step-sisters and the step-mother however did not know her, and thought she must be a foreign princess, for she looked so beautiful in the golden dress. They never once thought of Cinderella, and believed that she was sitting at home in the dirt, picking lentils out of the ashes. The prince approached her, took her by the hand and danced with her. He would dance with no other maiden, and never let loose of her hand, and if any one else came to invite her, he said, "This is my partner."

She danced till it was evening, and then she wanted to go home. But the king's son said, "I will go with you and bear you company," for he wished to see to whom the beautiful maiden belonged. She escaped from him, however, and sprang into the pigeon-house. The king's son waited until her father came, and then he told him that the unknown maiden had leapt into the pigeon-house. The old man thought, "Can it be Cinderella." And they had to bring him an axe and a pickaxe that he might hew the pigeon-house to pieces, but no one was inside it. And when they got home Cinderella lay in her dirty clothes among the ashes, and a dim little oil-lamp was burning on the mantle-piece, for Cinderella had jumped quickly down from the back of the pigeon-house and had run to the little hazel-tree, and there she had taken off her beautiful clothes and laid them on the grave, and the bird had taken them away again, and then she had seated herself in the kitchen amongst the ashes in her grey gown.

Next day when the festival began afresh, and her parents and the step-sisters had gone once more, Cinderella went to the hazel-tree and said,

    "Shiver and quiver, my little tree,
    Silver and gold throw down over me."
Then the bird threw down a much more beautiful dress than on the preceding day. And when Cinderella appeared at the wedding in this dress, every one was astonished at her beauty. The king's son had waited until she came, and instantly took her by the hand and danced with no one but her. When others came and invited her, he said, "This is my partner." When evening came she wished to leave, and the king's son followed her and wanted to see into which house she went. But she sprang away from him, and into the garden behind the house. Therein stood a beautiful tall tree on which hung the most magnificent pears. She clambered so nimbly between the branches like a squirrel that the king's son did not know where she was gone. He waited until her father came, and said to him, "The unknown maiden has escaped from me, and I believe she has climbed up the pear-tree." The father thought, "Can it be Cinderella." And had an axe brought and cut the tree down, but no one was on it. And when they got into the kitchen, Cinderella lay there among the ashes, as usual, for she had jumped down on the other side of the tree, had taken the beautiful dress to the bird on the little hazel-tree, and put on her grey gown.

On the third day, when the parents and sisters had gone away, Cinderella went once more to her mother's grave and said to the little tree,

    "Shiver and quiver, my little tree,
    silver and gold throw down over me."
And now the bird threw down to her a dress which was more splendid and magnificent than any she had yet had, and the slippers were golden. And when she went to the festival in the dress, no one knew how to speak for astonishment. The king's son danced with her only, and if any one invited her to dance, he said this is my partner.

When evening came, Cinderella wished to leave, and the king's son was anxious to go with her, but she escaped from him so quickly that he could not follow her. The king's son, however, had employed a ruse, and had caused the whole staircase to be smeared with pitch, and there, when she ran down, had the maiden's left slipper remained stuck. The king's son picked it up, and it was small and dainty, and all golden.

Next morning, he went with it to the father, and said to him, no one shall be my wife but she whose foot this golden slipper fits. Then were the two sisters glad, for they had pretty feet. The eldest went with the shoe into her room and wanted to try it on, and her mother stood by. But she could not get her big toe into it, and the shoe was too small for her. Then her mother gave her a knife and said, "Cut the toe off, when you are queen you will have no more need to go on foot." The maiden cut the toe off, forced the foot into the shoe, swallowed the pain, and went out to the king's son. Then he took her on his his horse as his bride and rode away with her. They were obliged, however, to pass the grave, and there, on the hazel-tree, sat the two pigeons and cried,

    "Turn and peep, turn and peep,
    there's blood within the shoe,
    the shoe it is too small for her,
    the true bride waits for you."

Then he looked at her foot and saw how the blood was trickling from it. He turned his horse round and took the false bride home again, and said she was not the true one, and that the other sister was to put the shoe on. Then this one went into her chamber and got her toes safely into the shoe, but her heel was too large. So her mother gave her a knife and said, "Cut a bit off your heel, when you are queen you will have no more need to go on foot." The maiden cut a bit off her heel, forced her foot into the shoe, swallowed the pain, and went out to the king's son. He took her on his horse as his bride, and rode away with her, but when they passed by the hazel-tree, the two pigeons sat on it and cried,

    "Turn and peep, turn and peep,
    there's blood within the shoe,
    the shoe it is too small for her,
    the true bride waits for you."

He looked down at her foot and saw how the blood was running out of her shoe, and how it had stained her white stocking quite red. Then he turned his horse and took the false bride home again. "This also is not the right one," said he, "have you no other daughter." "No," said the man, "there is still a little stunted kitchen-wench which my late wife left behind her, but she cannot possibly be the bride." The king's son said he was to send her up to him, but the mother answered, oh, no, she is much too dirty, she cannot show herself. But he absolutely insisted on it, and Cinderella had to be called.

She first washed her hands and face clean, and then went and bowed down before the king's son, who gave her the golden shoe. Then she seated herself on a stool, drew her foot out of the heavy wooden shoe, and put it into the slipper, which fitted like a glove. And when she rose up and the king's son looked at her face he recognized the beautiful maiden who had danced with him and cried, "That is the true bride." The step-mother and the two sisters were horrified and became pale with rage, he, however, took Cinderella on his horse and rode away with her. As they passed by the hazel-tree, the two white doves cried,

    "Turn and peep, turn and peep,
    no blood is in the shoe,
    the shoe is not too small for her,
    the true bride rides with you."

And when they had cried that, the two came flying down and placed themselves on Cinderella's shoulders, one on the right, the other on the left, and remained sitting there.

When the wedding with the king's son was to be celebrated, the two false sisters came and wanted to get into favor with Cinderella and share her good fortune. When the betrothed couple went to church, the elder was at the right side and the younger at the left, and the pigeons pecked out one eye from each of them. Afterwards as they came back the elder was at the left, and the younger at the right, and then the pigeons pecked out the other eye from each. And thus, for their wickedness and falsehood, they were punished with blindness all their days.

05 September 2008


I may or may not have ranted about the new dress code at work, but in case I haven't let me tell you how much it sucks.

We can only wear the following colors: White, Black, Gray, Brown, Khaki, Olive, and Navy.
We can no longer wear sneakers and we also cannot wear any patterns-- that includes polka-dots people!

Kill me now.

However, I went to the Goodwill today (I'm not buying brand spanking new clothes for work) looking for old man vests. I found no vests (odd), but I did find this gray sweater-vest for $3.50 in great condition and originally from Target. I thought it was a steal. I will have to go back to find other slightly used finds.

I still have a stigma about second hand stuff... that was all of my childhood right there. We couldn't even afford jeans until I was in middle school. So now I have this horrible prejudice about behavior I think of as "poor." Ok, I know, I'm an elitist, but I want better out of life than what I came from and that's a trailer. True story.

04 September 2008

Cosmos Are So Out


Since I turned 21 in May I have not ordered a drink while out and about, among other things like not having been to the ABC store or out to a bar. Tonight Steven and I went to Applebee's and I ordered my first mixed drink: a pomegranate martini. It was so delicious! As of now, it is my drink of choice.

I found a recipe on Oprah's website that calls for:

  • 1 1/2 cups pomegranate juice
  • 2 ounces Absolute Citron vodka or white tequila
  • 1 ounce Cointreau liquor
  • Cup of ice
  • Splash of sparkling water (optional)
  • Squeeze of lemon (optional)
Shake ingredients in a shaker and put in chilled martini glasses. Put pomegranate fruit into glass as garnish. (Serves 2)

I'll have to make them up at my next get together... or first get together at my new apartment.... how have I not had an apartment warming party? That needs to happen soon.

Cuteness:

Picture from www.themommymarketplace.com

I've been noticing a trend lately on facebook with people so fortunate as to be pregnant, and that is taking pictures of their bellies. Granted, mothers have always taken sideways pictures of their tummies but that's usually once they get really big.

Lately, I've seen people doing week by week shots in an album devoted entirely to their stomachs and I love the idea! You can really notice how much the bump grows and I think it is a great way to track your pregnancy with side-by-side pictures of your tummy.

I also LOVE the crafty idea of making plaster casts of your tummy and then painting them. I saw it on Oprah when I was in middle school and I thought it was so great. Many people decorate the insides of the tummy too and I think it's such a great way to remember the beautiful shape of pregnancy. Such a great keepsake to hang in a nursery.

I have a lot of experience with making molds and posing for them. I mean I've had my whole head plastered and that's about as tricky as it gets. So I'm ready for this project in a few years once I get a bun in the oven.

01 September 2008

Steven LOVED the poem. I'm glad of it because I was really worried...really, it isn't my forte. Don't be fooled. But he loved it and that's all that matters. He even made me read it to him. That alone was ground breaking!

And apparently he has a surprise for me tomorrow morning, bright and early... basically I'm not going to sleep because I'm so excited... oh so excited...

One year tomorrow... I really can't believe it. I'm in shock to be honest.

It has been such a great year. Probably the best year I've ever had on the emotional front.

The only bad thing about tomorrow is that I have to close at work... but that's kind of the story of my life. Hopefully we will still have time for a romantic evening... got to love those romantic evenings. I've thoroughly missed them!

Ugh! I'm just too happy.

Quiz to Distract You From Horrible Attempts At Poetry

I've come to realize that my legs are...
going to be hurting after work tonight.

I've come to realize that my job...
is pretty great most of the time... some of the time... basically I want it to be Christmas.

I've come to realize that I need...
less than I think that I do.

I've come to realize that I have lost...
a lot of great friends to distance.

I've come to realize that I hate...
how horrible people can be to one another.

I've come to realize that money..
tends to control my life and I really wish I had the luxury of having money just be money.

I've come to realize that people...
always have way more going on then you realize at any particular time.

I've come to realize that I'll always be...
a hopeless believer that we can be better.

I've come to realize that I have a crush...
on my man, Steven. It's way more than a crush though.

I've come to realize that my mom...
tried her best.

I've come to realize that my cell phone is....
lacking in ring tones...

I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning...
I was way more exhausted then I thought I would be. I had trouble sleeping last night.

I've come to realize that last night before I went to sleep...
I really needed to get to bed because I had a 9:30 class and that I really missed Steven this weekend and I wish he could have stayed over. Big bed= lonely.

I've come to realize I'm thinking about...
the future a lot. Tons. Almost every second.

I've come to realize that my dad...
tried his best too.

I've come to realize that I get on MySpace...
never

I've come to realize that today...
might very well end fabulously. I'm feeling very optimistic about it.

I've come to realize that tomorrow...
IS MY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY WITH STEVEN! I really can't believe it... I mean... 1 year? It feels like we just started dating. So much has happened, but it has only made us grow...

I've come to realize that I really want to...
get done with this last year of school so that I can get an adult job and live with Steven and have adult experiences. And other adultness, laughs.

I've come to realize that I'm....
really almost done with school...and that I'm horribly jealous of all our friends who are having kids... I know 3 couples prego right now... and I honestly wish it was me. But that isn't a secret.

I've come to realize that if you want to be with me...
you gotta get with my friends, make it last forever, friendship never ends... sorry...spice girls quote moment... had to take it.

I've come to realize that right now...
I have 20 pages left to read for a class I have to go to in 30 minutes... basically, I need to go read.
I finished my sonnet! Since I'm in the library right now, and won't get home until much later, and I have tons of homework, I need to write the sonnet down in a place I can access later and just copy and paste it... so that means that all my lovely blog readers get to read my sonnet first. It turned out pretty well. I had to revise a lot of it quite a few times. There are only a few things in there that are specific to us. A lot of it has to do with love in general so I feel a lot of people can relate to it.... yeah. So, please no criticism. I feel that everything I write is always rubbish so this was an attempt to be more laid back about the whole thing in general...

So enjoy my rubbish:

It Has Been Said:
Lovers find each other within their selves.
Though separate hearts, their bond makes them one.
Through the depths of Us we have fought and delved;
The hunt for you within myself is done.

For my orphaned heart found shelter in you;
You are the home for which I think and plan.
I gladly uproot: our dreams to pursue.
Newly family: together we band.

Whateve' the distance is never too far.
With mutual affection so binding,
Many would envy a true love like ours.
For our love's high as Heav'n's height. Where shining

Orion, in the stars high up above,
Silently watches and protects our love.
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