Angry Lawn Gnome

I went to the OB yesterday. She measured my belly several times and then decided I needed an ultrasound. Ok. I like ultrasounds. Melody doesn't, but then she still doesn't get too much of a say in the situation. I found out that the reason for this is that my belly got really big in the last two weeks and she was concerned as to why. So I went in and laid on the table and got all gooped-up. And low and behold I got a good look at Melody. She is head down and ready to come out... and huge! Right now she is approx 7.5 pounds and we still have three and a half weeks to go. So the good news is she is ready and waiting to come out, the not so good news is that if she chooses to say inside much longer she is going to be too big for a natural birth. So I am scheduled for an inducement on the 12th of Nov. (And yes, that does mean they have moved up the due date, again)

My favorite part of this whole thing is I have more pictures of her. I have two beautiful shots of her little face...and she looks adorable and pissed. In fact she looks like an angry little lawn gnome. And who wouldn't be angry upside down and squished into a little space all the time. She looks a lot like her daddy. Especially when he has his grumpy face going on.

So the good news is that everything is well and good...Melody is healthy and very happy and very big. Now if only she will come out and play.

It's over... now what?

Faire is over for the season for me. As is baby class. After this weekend the baby shower will be over. And in three weeks I will be on maternity leave. Now what?

Baby class last night was a pleasant surprise. Although I couldn't stop yawning, it was minimal torture and maximum talking to the other students. And, strangely enough, I am the only new mom in the group who is going back to work directly after the 6 weeks is up (except for one couple who lives and works at the same place so the baby will always be at work). But I like the way we live now and I don't want to give up being able to go out and do things as well as pay the bills. So there you are.

Closing parade was great! My girls were awesome. All of them dressed up like they were pregnant, including the seven year old girl. The downside to me being in the parade was the gap between the pregnant girls and everyone else... we were walking sloooooooooooooooooooooow. Oh but it was fun. And I am very glad it is over for the season. I don't have the ability to do much more of this always getting up and camping over the weekend stuff.

And for now that is all you get. I have to be at work early for a conference today. Tah.

How a crib can change your life

This week has been very eventful. Not quite as fun packed as last week, but lots of things are falling into place. To start with I went to my normal doctor this week to check into all the bloody noses. She took the test sheet that my OB gave me and added more blood tests and then demanded I have a flu shot. I have never had a flu shot in my life and was very hesitant... I mean seriously, if I have the shot I will not build up the antibodies from getting sick and it will make if worse in the future, but she bullied me into it. And now I am sitting here with sore arm from giving up three vials of blood plus being shot with the plague.

In baby class we were given handfuls of ice and told to ignore them while doing the counting/breathing thing. I still disbelieve that a handfull of ice (or clothespins on my ears) feels anything like contractions... but with one class left I'm pretty much game for anything. We also watched a video on how to make a newborn quiet (which had a section on shaken baby syndrome, for those of you who know about my baby games...and I realize that sounds very bad, doesn't it?)

Meanwhile back to the crib issue. The crib that Mr. C's mom bought us came yesterday. I almost made it through the night without demanding that it be put together. So the last thing Mr. C and I did last night was make a beautiful crib for our baby. And let me tell you... babies seem much more real when you have their bed taking up a good section of you bedroom space. I put one of the quilts I have been given on it and all the stuffed animals in it and wow... I'm really having a baby. And that baby will turn into a little girl who will grow up into a big girl... and OMG I'm having a baby.

A month? What do you mean?

I turned in all of the paperwork for my maternity leave yesterday. And then I came to the jarring reality that I was making plans not for the far future, but for about a month from now! Woah! Which of course started a flurry of activity including me cleaning out the dresser that I had stuffed all of Melody's stuff into and cleaning out a closet and several other baby related moments.

I went to see the OB yesterday and she said Melody is getting fat and seems to be very happy. (Her mom isn't too happy, but the baby is) I also get to see my regular Dr. next week to look into the bloody noses I keep getting. Yes, we are back to those. Mostly because they are not going away and I don't have any other odd things going on. But on the plus side it means that I get to go through another battery of blood work. I am going to be so light headed... Did you know that the closer you get to your due date the more you have to see the OB? I have now officially moved from once a month to every two weeks. I wonder when I get to see her every week?

Alright, it's that time again...
I'll talk to myself more later.

Tah.

A Bug Bomb in my Bung Hole

This weekend I learned just how much fun some things are to say. And if it weren't for this nifty little catch phrase, I would be a whole lot more grumpy...

Everything was going pretty good at faire this weekend. We were running a little late both days (one because of a meeting the other because Sunday was tired day for everyone). But besides that, they pumped my well on Saturday night !!! I was so excited!!! We were ready when opening parade came by both days it was great! We gigged and had fun and then it was Sunday afternoon... and the ants came out.

Yes, you heard me. A huge colony of ants decided to live in the well between the wood and the plastic coating. So I pulled all the girls off the well and grabbed my handy bottle of bleach and started to perform mass insecticide. Thousands of the little buggers died by my bleach covered hands!! Muhahahaha!

Then I walked up to the Entertainment trailer and said: I'm so excited that the well was pumped last night! Thank you so much. The new problem is ants. The well needs to be tented and someone needs to put a bug bomb in my bung hole. Then I realized what I said and promptly fell over laughing.

I did end up going home early, by the way... but I made sure the well was in good hands.

heh, a bug bomb in my bung hole.

Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit...

So I have been debating if I should write about this or not. I have come to the conclusion it is worth the telling but needs to come with a little preface. OK everyone, I went to the hospital last Friday because I was having trouble breathing and was very dizzy...but there was nothing wrong with me other than a panic attack. Get it? Nothing wrong! So you don't need to sit there and worry. The end of the story is boring. But here is the beginning...

So on Friday morning I was being run around at work during a meeting, I didn't have everything ready for faire, and I still needed to go to Costco. So I was feeling a little bit overworked. And then I started to get dizzy. As most of you know, this has been a common complaint since I got pregnant. So I decided to lay on the floor as a precaution.

However laying on the floor of your cubical in the middle of the office of education means that people walk by and panic for you. So to stop the madness (and make sure they didn't call an ambulance) I voluntarily had a co-worker drive me to the hospital. And at the front desk the nurse told me I was having a panic attack and to knock it the hell off. Which I promptly did and felt much better. Then they admitted me...

And I called Mr. C.

They hooked me up to an IV, to a fetal monitor, to a heart monitor, got me an EKG and took blood samples for anemia (again). And the whole time I was thinking (and sometimes saying) If I had been at home, I would not have come in here. I would have laid on the flood until I felt better.

Four hours later (and I'm sure hundreds of dollars later) I found out several things... Melody is reacting to just about everything I do (which is a great sign), she has a very strong heartbeat (and you can dance to it), it's fun to watch your mounters when they stick you with things and make you bleed because they go all screwie, IV bag really make you have to pee, I am having little tiny contractions (which are too small for me to feel) and am right on target for where I should be in my pregnancy, and because I'm preggers, I have to wear the fat people gown.

So much for the hospital. But don't worry, we'll be back there in a month or so.

Rain faire

You know I think it has been years since I have been at a faire that has been forced to close because of rain. And there we were... sitting in the middle of the biggest mud pit with no wrestling going on. Oh wait, was that my outside voice?

Actually Saturday was lots of fun. I sat (laid) in my tent while people visited with me. I got a two hour nap and woke up just in time to have dinner and go back to bed. So it was lovely and my tent was totally dry even though the heavens were trying their best to wash us all away.

Sunday was good too. The weather was beautiful, the temperature was nice and I was really well rested. Except for the traffic on the way home, life was good. And here I am in the last week of September.

All of the baby shower invitations have been sent out (check you mailboxes). All of my sewing is done. All I need right now is breakfast... And possibly some chocolate. Life is slowing down and that is perfect.

And that is my weekly check in. I have baby class tonight. An eyeball appointment on Friday and not very much to get from Costco. Life is good.

Tah.

Moving along...

The shower invitations arrived on Saturday and I was sitting in bed last night addressing them to various people. I realized that I might now have ordered enough and might have to do a quick re-order... *sigh* But that are beautiful. And, hopefully, will be in the mail shortly.

This weekend was incredibly stressful. So everyone knows that I am in charge of the washing well at Northern this year...I had this suspicion that there would be issues... And here is my new one. The didn't bother to drain the well from last weekend. So when I arrived on Saturday morning ti was a sludge pit full of mosquito larva. Yummy. It smelled awful and looked even worse. So I told the girls to keep it's lid on and not to get near it. Then I went t looking for people in charge. I told everyone I could find how disgusting it was and how my girls were not getting anywhere near it. The ended up mostly pumping it on Saturday night. Which did a lot for the smell but not for the mosquitoes. Then I poured bleach into it and the girls put salt into it and together I think we killed just about everything.

I am so mad about this. I was promised so much and given nothing. In fact I was so stressed out that I made myself unable to continue being at the well all day on Sunday. And after being yelled at by the EMTs I was sent home by Ent staff. Which was probably for the best as I was not feeling so hot and allowed me to go to bed really early.

Now here it is Monday morning again...

Just for Fluffy

Fluffy... you asked for a picture of me and Melly at faire... Here you go.

Belly

Many of you have been wondering exactily what does an 8 month pregnant Adie look like... Well, here you go. Not the best of pictures but it gets the point across.

Moving so fast now...

Hello and welcome to September!
All of the waiting has finally come to an end and now it's suddenly...busy time!!! The costumes I was working on are finished enough to wear and be worn. There are minor details still to be worked on, but nothing that will kill me in the next three days. My online classes started yesterday. And I will hopefully be able to keep on top of those. Still not sure how I feel about accounting, but here I am, about to find out. Faire opens this weekend and our 'guild yard' was in no way, shape, or form anywhere near ready for us last weekend. So it's a mad dash to get it ready for opening on Saturday morning. However I am more worried about the shopping I have to do on Friday after work and making it all get up to site. I think I will be leaving here way too early on Saturday morning to make sure everything is set up before we have an all cast meeting. *Sheesh*

On the big positive side I ordered the shower invitations yesterday and they should be arriving in a week. Which means that we should have plenty of time to get them addressed and sent in the next three weeks.


Isn't it great?!?! I'm very excited about this.

And more excited about finally using a gift certificate that I have been hording for almost three years... I am getting a massage on Thursday night. *sigh* Hopefully it will have a positive impact on the rest of my weekend.

And now I am late for work.

Tah!

On the weekeknd...

So this past weekend I was getting ready to celebrate Mr. C's birthday. I decided that since the people around me have been giving me all kinds of faboo kitchen toys I should probably bake the cake from scratch. So on Thursday night after work I went to the store and bought everything I needed (except the lemon extract, which for some reason was sold out!!!) and took it home. On Friday night when I got home from work I started working on the cake. It involved all kinds of fun steps like separating eggs and sifting flour. And at some point in the middle of the whole thing I realized something... I was barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen. Not only that but I was also baking my man a cake when he was out with his buddies. And after ten min of laughing, I went right back to baking.

And that was Friday night. I hope everyone appreciated how silly that really was.

Cheers!

Hey look...

It's the end of Aug and I haven't posted anything. Sorry about that. Everything is really busy right now. Unfortunately it's busy in that not exciting to post about way.

My new job is pretty cool. I finally have stuff to do all the time. (I think this might be a first.) And I am getting used to the people I am working with. (As we all know there is always a transition time.) I have managed to switch my schedule once again so that getting up in the early morning is normal... And strangely enough I don't really have a problem getting up at 6. It will probably get harder for me as the weather gets colder and it gets darker... But I can deal. I really like being off work at 5. It's like a little present.

Melody is getting bigger and more active. And well she should be at 7 months. She enjoys kicking me when I am trying to concentrate on things (How does she know?) We went tot he doctor yesterday who said I finally looked pregnant. Well good, I would hate to think I just looked fat. *grin* I am still very healthy, just in case you were wondering. I refuse to admit how much I weigh right now and truly believe I will be having a 40 pound baby. The first of the major baby presents arrived this week. We now have a beautiful stroller/car seat. It's all green and pretty. We put it together and I showed it to Melody... but she apparently has no opinions about it yet.

Anything else? Well it's faire season so I am in the middle of costumes, practice, and drama. Yes, that's right as a new guild mistress I apparently get to fill up on drama before the season starts. I am sure I will be ranting and raving about the whole situation soon, but first I need to get it under control. Oh, and before you start freaking out and thinking this is my drama, no. I am only involved because it involves some of the girls I am working with. *Sigh* And I am expected to clean it up. Great. Why did I agree to this?


Mr. C's birthday is on Saturday. So that should be fun. We're going out to dinner and I am making him a cake. I'm pulling out the new mixer and making it from scratch. I hope it turns out as well as I want it to.

Well, it's getting to that time when I have to actually get ready for work and can no longer pretend that I have all day to goof off... No matter how tempting that is. I'll catch everyone later.

Tah.

Wacky weekend

This past weekend I had company... Not your normal, friends showing up company, but relatives from out of town. Which is excellent...Except they there were two rather large men coming and I have a rather small house. So to make room for everyone I got them a hotel room. Which was big, had air conditioning, and had a reasonable sized shower.

Meanwhile, back to my story... So My brother came into town on Thursday night, which was just perfect as I could pick him up from the airport and home without having to take time off work (and in my last week that just looks bad). Then we went home, after getting a little lost in San Jose because I was forced to go downtown after a brief stop at Target. I filled the living room with my princess and the pea air mattress and we were good. The next day I made him do all of the errands that I had been holding off and that night my dad came into town too. We had a wonderful sushi dinner and went to bed quite late.

On Saturday we all went (all being Mr. C, dad, bro, and myself) to Monterrey were we looked at all the really big fish in the aquarium and learned all about Jelly-fish. It was great. I love the aquarium. I love the penguins too! After a brief stop for lunch we then rented a four person bike and took off on a hair raising adventure.

What's that, never heard of a four person bike? It seats up to six in a two by to arrangement and looks like a golf cart with pedals. The biggest issue was that I was forced to steer. Normally I would be amused greatly by this but the men folk decided to make my life more interesting my going as fast as they could towards intersections where I had to fit this huge bike/surrey thing through a small opening between two metal posts... And so there I was with my feet lifted off the pedals (which were moving too fast for me to help with) and trying not to crash us into anything with a breaking lever that didn't work very well... We managed to scare a good lot of people but I can proudly say that I didn't hit anything stationary or human! Go me!

After an hour of fearing for my personal safety we returned the bike and headed back to SC for an early night and a little down time. Which was very nice. Sunday morning we headed out once more to breakfast. (There is nothing quite like Sunday brunch) and we were off to Carmel. Unfortunately so was everyone else and we hit a huge traffic jam. After a while we arrived though and had fascinating conversations about conspicuous consumption and how pretty jewelry was. Then it was back home to drop off my brother and I and dad went back to the central valley.

My bro and I then went off to a nice deli dinner and the Simpson's Movie. Ah, a weekend with family.

And now I am sitting here with two days left of this old job and I have nothing left to do. I have cleaned up all the files, I have finished everything I can and now I just have to sit here and wait...bored. Why isn't it Wednesday yet?

You know what makes me mad?

When you are asked by someone from another site to go over to their site and 'help' them move one of the tutorial rooms. Wanna know why it makes me mad? Because 'help' was code for do it all yourself. I walked into the other place right when I said I would be there... the person I was 'helping' was in the middle of a meeting. She sent me to the room to start. Start what? I wasn't actually told what we were doing. I went over to the other room. Nothing had been touched since the last time I had been there a month earlier. SO I started sorting out what was needed and what could be gotten rid of.

The other woman showed up half an hour later and said, so let me show you what we are going to do. She showed me cabinets that were full of other junk and sitting in the opposite side of the building from the room that everything was being moved into. Then she said she had some more meeting and I should just 'finish'. Finish? I can't lift and carry heavy things!!! I can't climb on chairs and tables to get stuff off walls!!! I'm frickin six months pregnant!!!

Ahem.

So I pulled down everything I could reach. Piled all the stuff that needed to be moved on the table. And sat down and waiting a while. Nothing happened for another half an hour. So I locked the door and went looking for the woman I was 'helping'. She was in another meeting. I told her there was nothing else I could do. She said, but I need you to help me decorate and such. I said: I need to get to my own office sometime today and I can't do anything else until everything is moved. She sighed and gave me a sad look. I told her I was leaving.

So, three hours later, with nothing done, I ended up back at my own desk.

The moral of the story... Don't offer to help!

What's that? You want to give me more money?

So I got a phone call from my new employer this morning. (Ok, well it was the HR guy)and
He said: I was looking at your resume and it says here you have a BA.

I said: Yes.

He said: Can you prove you have a BA?

I said: Like with my transcripts?

He said: Yes.

I said: Yes.

He said: The reason I'm asking is we give a stipend for that.

I said: Really?

He said: Yes, it's 700 bucks more.

I said: Really?

He said: Bring your transcripts with you on Monday and we'll get that settled.

I said: Definitely. I'll see you Monday.

Then what did I do? A little dance of joy!!!

Goodness gracious

So a while ago I told you all of the trials and tribulations of taking secretary tests. How I was all worried and stressed because I can't spell and did not so hot on that portion. Well... last week I received a call saying that they wanted me to come in for the third interview (because someone who can spell better than me dropped out). So on Monday, with no actual hope of getting this job, I walked back into their office and had another interview. I felt it went pretty well. But I also thought that the woman who would be my direct supervisor didn't like me. *sigh* So I wasn't holding my breath.

That was until I got a call from Ms. B saying that she had received a call from this nice lady asking all kinds of questions about me... Hmmmm.... Then my boss got one. Very interesting.

And what does this mean for our heroine? This afternoon I received a call from the HR guy offering me the job!!! I am going to be working in the same city I live in!!! I am going to be making more money!!! No more commute!!! And they already know about Melody and don't seem to be over worried about maternity leave!!! OMG!!!

I go in on Monday for finger printing and all of that goodness and then on the 2nd of Aug, I will start my new job. *sigh* Happy noises.

As always, the right thing comes along when it needs to come and never before, no matter how much I push for it.

What's going on here?

Honestly I just feel as if I should post and say nothing exciting is going on. I have a third interview on Monday (but don't hold your breath, a 5 1/2 month pregnant belly don't scream hire this girl). I haven't been laid off from my job yet (Again, to my great disappointment). I am quite ready to be doing sewing and getting ready for baby, but no, I have to keep going to a job that I am not going to have in another three months. The classes I'm signed up for don't start until September. I'm teaching a sewing weekend this weekend, next weekend is SLO and following that Mr. W will be visiting from the frozen north! See everything good is truly worth waiting for. Next week I'm going to see the OB again. And as that is always entertaining I will tell everyone about that. But until I have something worth writing...

Tah.

Mystery

Last night Chris and I went to see Transformers. It was wonderful and I highly recommend it for everyone! We locked the front door on the way out but left several of the windows open to keep the air flow moving. When we returned home several hours later we discovered that a plate of cookies (shortbread with a chocolate chip on the top) had been stripped of their chocolate chips. The cookies were all still whole and sitting exactily where we left them onthe plate in the living room. Feeling insecure both Mr. C and I looked in every possible place for a person to hide and closed and locked all the windows and doors. But it was really bizaar as there was nothing else moved, touched, or taken. I had a digital camera sitting right next to the cookies and it was just fine and Mr. C has all of his computer stuff in the living room and it wasn't touched...

So the big question is... what happened to the chocolate chips?

Nosebleeds

In the close to thirty years of my life, I have never had a nose bleed... until a few days ago. All of a sudden, I stood up and realized that there was quite a lot of snot moving out of my nose. I grabbed a tissue and swiped at it. And to my great astonishment, it was bright red. What?!?! I sat in stunned astonishment as it continued to gush for a little while and then finally slowed. All I could think of was, what would Ms. B do?

A few day later, to my shock and surprise, it happened again. But this time I had several people giving me advice (which I promptly ignored) about how to make it better.

Bloody noses.

Who would have guessed?