The Craziness That is Me...Megan

Frequently moving perfectionist often driven to Crazyville by moving, motherhood, and...myself. Lover of music, homemade things, and Oklahoma.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

My Favorite Things - My James Avery Jewelry

Because I'm certain you will thoroughly enjoy hearing about some of my favorite things...I'm going to start telling you about them. 

The first group that I am sharing with you today are gifts that Farm Boy has given me over the past 5 years. 

First up...my wedding ring. 


Now I love diamonds as much as any girl and I really love things to be blingy.  But it's kind of a funny thing...I didn't really want a blingy wedding ring.  My engagement ring is a princess cut diamond that Farm Boy picked out all by himself...with not much direction from me.  He did AWESOME!  But he let me pick out my wedding ring and I knew that this was the one I wanted.

It is a James Avery ring.  If you are unfamiliar with James Avery you can check it out here

It is called the Scripture of Ruth Band.  It has a scripture from the Bible written in Hebrew all the way around.  It is Ruth 1:16, "Whither thou goest, I will follow". 

I felt that scripture was fitting in many ways.  Farm Boy was moving us out of our home state away from everyone we have ever known.  And as scary as that was...I felt very safe and at peace with our decision.  I also felt it was fitting because I knew that God had brought Farm Boy into my life and therefore I also knew I was following Him and His plan for me.

The next thing on my favorites list for today is this...


Farm Boy got a pendant like this one for me for our anniversary one year with our wedding date engraved on it.  It is also from James Avery.  I wear it 24/7 and only take it off every now and then to wear an outfit related necklace.  I'm sure you understand.

One more thing for today.


Another gift from my Farm Boy.  He gave this charm bracelet to me the day our little Q-Tip was born.  It was so sweet and wonderful.  I think he was a little teary...I was bawling...even my nurse teared up a little.  And it has become another one of my staple pieces.  I wear it everywhere I go.  I need to have Q-Tip's birth date engraved on the solid silver heart...I keep procrastinating.  There isn't a James Avery store anywhere close to us right now.  I guess I could leave it when we go back to Oklahoma for a visit and have it shipped to me...but I don't know if I want to be away from it that long. 

That is all for today.  If you are in to jewelry...check out James Avery.  And if you aren't in to Silver...they have gold stuff too. 

P.S. Today is June 29th...Q-Tip is 20 months old today.  She's almost 2 people...I'm not sure I can bear it!! 

AND...James Avery doesn't know who the heck I am and he's not paying me to love his jewelry...although he should be!!


Monday, June 28, 2010

P-Dub and Her Giveaways

I am a positive person.

A glass half FULL person.

A person that knows what she wants and can visualize it in my hands type person.

So tell me people...what the crap am I doing wrong?

P-Dub is over there at her place giving away pretty mixers and dutch ovens and don't even get me started on the amount of Kindle's I've tried to win wracking my brain on those EXTREMELY difficult quizzes. 

NOT to mention the fancy schmancy camera she gave away the other day.  I had that sucker hanging around my neck with a cutsie schmutzie camera strap like Katie's.  Check it out here.  By the way...I didn't win THAT giveaway either.

You know Katie right...from Confessions of a Young Married Couple.  Well if you don't...you must get to know her!  Her blog is uplifting, inspiring, and a wealth of information for mom's and really just women in general.  

So anyway...back to my predicament.  The camera...the beautiful, beautiful camera that I so desperately need!  You see...I just know I am a master photographer somewhere deep down inside.  I just haven't had the opportunity to develop my skills because I am limited to a point and shoot that drives me crazy!  

And the iPad's...the beautiful, beautiful iPad's.  I'm certain that my blog reading would expand by leaps and bounds giving me ample opportunity to read more blogs and of course leave some comment love with the arrival of an iPad on my doorstep.   

*loong deep sigh*

*inhale*...*chin up*...

Enough whining.   

I have to get back to visualizing that iPad in my lap.  And just so ya know...I've already got the next fancy schmancy camera she gives away hanging around my neck and as a matter of fact...it's already got some rather remarkable photos of Q-Tip on it! 

Don't ya just love awesome giveaways?! 

Ree...*visualize her reading, visualize her reading*...thanks for always giving away cool stuff!!  You are a significantly significant person and a bright shiny spot and I love ya! 

Friday, June 25, 2010

Five Years Ago On This Very Day

Five years ago on this very day...
someone drove a tractor to a church.


Someone...my sister-in-law...
made some really beautiful cakes.





Farm Boy and I got all dressed up.


We pledged our eternal love.


We prayed.


And...in the blink of an eye...
I had married my very best friend.


I have never been so grateful in all my life!

Thank you Farmer Boy for always
loving me in spite of my sometimes
craziness, my sometimes air headedness,
and my sometimes forgetfulness.

Thank you for being the husband of my dreams and 
the kind of father to my babies that I have always prayed for.

I love you more than life itself.

Happy 5th Anniversary!

Love,
Meg

P.S. I'm very sorry that I forgot. 
Even if it was only until you said it this morning.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

A Ton of Bricks


I had a hard time making the decision to simply send out an email to our friends and family or write a blog post about our morning yesterday.  But after thinking about it and seeking advice from friends, family, and a veteran blogger I respect and admire, I have decided to share it. 

I am praying that only good will come from it.  Support from family, friends, and moms in the same situation.  As well as more prayers, and more love coming our direction.
Q-Tip had her 18 month check-up yesterday.  Yes...we are a couple months behind.  I wasn't too concerned about getting her in the day she turned 18 months old.  She looks fine, she acts fine, developmentally she is great...etc.

My main concerns were about her recent ear infections and starting swimming lessons...things of that nature.  But not really anything major.

Her weight and height are great.  Developmentally she is above and beyond her age group.  And as far as her ears go...she does have some problems with fluid but the doctor doesn't want to talk about tubes yet.  So...all in all everything is fine and dandy...except one thing.

The doctor found a heart murmur in Q-Tip's heart today.

I really don't want to overly dramatize things but I can't act like this is no big deal either.  So needless to say...yesterday morning...Farm Boy and I felt like we had been hit with a ton of bricks. 

The doctor said that it is more than likely a Ventricular Septal Defect (VSD). A VSD is a hole in the wall between the right and left ventricles of the heart.  He said if it is a small VSD it will more than likely close on it's own as she grows.  However, he wanted us to make an appointment with a pediatric cardiologist.  Her appointment is a July 21st. 

I wondered how it could be that they are just now finding it.  Apparently it has a lot to do with body size, body fat percentage, and simply her age.  The younger a person is the faster the heart beats making it harder to detect other noises.  She has also had a bit of a growth spurt lately and has grown taller causing her body fat percentage to go down.

Her pediatrician is not concerned and told us not to be...YEAH RIGHT.  But we are working on it.  He said she has no restrictions and can do whatever she wants to do.  And that is what we are going to do...carry on with life.

We are working hard to not dwell on the negative or worry about things we don't know.  There is no benefit to that for her or us.  So we have made the decision not to do it.  

But with that...we are praying our hiney's off that this was all a fluke thing and the cardiologist will find her little heart to be 100% normal.  And we appreciate your prayers as well. 

Much love to you all and thank you for your love, prayers, and support!

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Bad Angel

Music is a passion for both Farm Boy and I.

We generally stick with the countrier side of things but have all sorts of stuff in our iTunes library. 

We have been music lovers from day one.  Listening to live music was one thing we did on a REGULAR basis when we were dating. 

Someday I'll share pictures from those days but I'm not sure if anyone would be prepared for them on a Tuesday. 

So for today...I am going to share a new song we discovered last night.

It is on Dierks Bentley's new CD entitled Up On The Ridge.  It's sort of Bluegrassy...which we love...but not all people do. 

My BFF Miranda Lambert as well as Jamey Johnson are backing up Dierks on this one...even better.  Cause you know with Miranda singing on it...it's gonna be dang good.  And it is.

The name of the song is Bad Angel.  It was written by Verlon Thompson and Suzi Ragsdale. 

Here are the lyrics...

(Chorus)
Bad angel get off my shoulder
Bad angel let me be
I’m standing at the crossroads
Of temptation and salvation street

I woke up bound and determined
That I would not light it up today                    SUNG BY DIERKS
But one drag would stop my shaking
Right now I could go either way

(Chorus)

Well the cap is on the bottle
And the bottle is on the shelf                   SUNG BY MIRANDA
Should I take it or leave it
Honey how am I gonna help myself

(Chorus)

Well I know I should not gamble
Cause I can’t afford to lose                            SUNG BY JAMEY
She’d hang me from the rafters
With the laces in my old workin’ shoes

(Chorus)

Yes I’m standing at the crossroads
Of temptation and salvation
Temptation and salvation
Temptation and salvation street

You can listen to 29 seconds of it by clicking here...which will take you to Dierks' website.  Click on the music tab and there are little snipits of some of the songs from the album there. 

But just so ya know...the 29 seconds doesn't do it justice. 

And just in case you could care less about country music or this song...here is one picture of Farm Boy and I at a Reckless Kelly concert...one of our favorite bands.  This particular picture was taken at Tumbleweeds Dance Hall in Stillwater, Oklahoma.  Ohhh how we miss it! 

This was quite a long time ago but for some reason it feels like yesterday. 


We were doing what we did best in those days...having a great time and singing along with every song.

And drinking a beer or two...or three.  But absolutely no more than five! 

And maybe a shot or two. 

But that's it I swear!

Monday, June 21, 2010

In The Name of All That Is Random....

It's Monday once again folks...not sure if I should be happy or cry. 

1. The weather app on my phone says that is it 87 degrees...it's lying...I know it's lying.  It's just trying to sucker me in to going to the playground or something...NOT HAPPENIN!  It's got to be at least 99.6 out there.

2. I met with a personal trainer this morning for the first time ever.  I'm nervously excited about getting myself on track and taking control of my hiney!  I will keep you apprised of the situation that is Operation Hiney Control 2010.

3. Friday afternoon Q-Tip cut her nap short...really short.  Which meant I didn't get to post.  And...I've totally forgotten what I wanted to say.  Largely due to the fact that she was crying her poor baby eyes out.  Somewhere in the day she had developed ANOTHER ear infection.  If you will recall she just had one 2 weeks ago!  Either we have a serious problem or amoxicillin doesn't work for her.  She's only had it twice...WEIRD!  We are going to the doctor tomorrow for her check-up...I've got about a million questions.  Get ready Doc...I'm comin at ya!

4. Is it weird to wear Spanx to the gym?  Cause I really want to wear Spanx to the gym.

5. Our pest control people came out today to renew our contract.  We don't have termites...that's a plus. 

6. We are going to Oklahoma for a family reunion in August.  I've already got anxiety over packing.  Plus Farm Boy sprang it on me that he wants to drive.  He's got a couple of reasons that are valid.  But does anyone else remember the 25 Hour Tour???  Cause it seems like it was just yesterday for me!!!  I SAID I WOULD NEVER DO IT AGAIN!  I'm going to start having severe flashbacks any moment...someone send help fast.

7. It took me almost all day to clean house on Saturday and it really sucked.  Have I mentioned lately that I want a housekeeper?  Cause I really, really, really want a housekeeper. 

That is all for today.  I'm going to go hide under my bed now until October so I don't have to worry about traveling by air or car to Oklahoma in August.

Ta Ta

Thursday, June 17, 2010

There's No Turning Back Now

It's not much of a secret that I started Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred a couple of weeks ago.

I've missed a day or two here and there.  I figured out after about a week of doing it that I needed to do it earlier in the day.  Turns out 8 PM isn't the smartest time to do it unless you don't mind being up until 1 or 2 AM.  I however have a Q-Tip to get up with in the morning and chase all day.  Not such a good idea. 

Aside from the fact that I feel like I'm dying after I finish and the fact that I am CERTAIN my entire body is giving me the finger every morning when I wake up...I've felt pretty good.  Or maybe it's just that I have felt better mentally.  Who knows...who cares?!  I've felt better and that's what counts. 

Apparently all of this "feeling better" has caused a complete revolution inside my soul.  Or maybe it's the sound of Jillian Michael's voice screaming in my ear telling me not to give her any crappy excuses.

Whatever the case...It is official y'all...I am stepping WAY outside my comfort zone now. 

Oprah & Jillian would be so pleased.

But more importantly...my waistline will be so pleased.  Or I will be pleased with my waistline...whatever.

Q-Tip and I joined a gym today.  Yes, yes...pick your jaws up off the floor people.  We did it!

Q-Tip is going to take swimming lessons and play in the childcare center with all her new friends.  I on the other hand am going to exercise my ass off...quite literally.

And in all seriousness...this is my motivation.


The truth is I want so much more for her in life than to be faced with the kinds of feelings I have about my body. 

I don't want her to feel the need to wear a t-shirt to the pool at 12 years old.  I don't want her to always worry about her pudgy belly or chubby legs as a teenager.  I don't want her to be physically miserable during pregnancy.  And I don't want her to be completely exhausted from taking her child to one little gym class once a week.

I want her to feel good about herself and her body.  I want her to want to go and do and be active.  I want her to be healthy and physically fit. 

And I know the only way for those things to happen is for me to make a change in my life.  I can't make sure she is eating healthy all the time and sit right beside her eating crap.  That isn't going to work.  And I can't take her to a gym class once a week and then come home and sit on my hiney.  That isn't going to work either. 

I can't be a mom blob and expect different for her when she is a mom.

I need to change.  I want to change.  But more importantly...I have to change.  Not just for me...but for her.


I have never felt more motivated in all my life.  And I know that she is 99.8% of the driving force behind it.  And the other .2%...well .1 is simply because I am sick of feeling like I feel and the other .1 is because...Farm Boy and I are taking a little trip to a very tropical place before the end of the year.

I'll share more on that later.

This post is about her...my little Q-Tip.  And a little about me but mostly her. 

She is my motivation here.  She is what is causing me to get off my hiney and quit making excuses and thinking up reasons why not to do it NOW. 

So...from here on out if you can't reach me on the phone or by email...I'm at the gym.  Look for me there.

I'll be the one with the red face, panting, grunting and groaning on the elliptical.

More thank likely I'll think I'm dying...just pass me a water bottle and tell me that Jillian is around the corner and she's comin for ME!

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

It is ENTIRELY Not My Fault!

We have a little debate going on in this house.

Farm Boy is at his wits end over it.

I have my theories and have decided that it is out of my hands.

This...is the situation.


Every morning the covers on our bed are a bit...disheveled.

This does not bother me in the slightest. 


Farm Boy on the other hand has had it...he SAYS he wakes up in the night with no covers and is cold.  But I am awake after he falls asleep and I see with my own two eyes that he has kicked the covers off onto me. 

He claims that it is me...that I am steeling the covers.  Nonsense I say...nonsense!

He pushes them off of himself...onto me and they just fall off my side of the bed I tell you...they simply fall.

He claims that THIS is his proof...


Yes my friends...my husband took a picture of me sleeping.  And I'm not sure I'm over that in itself. 

But proof?  This is his proof?

Poppy-cock I say...poppy-cock!! 

Anyone can see from looking at this picture that he has kicked those covers onto me.  I have no control over what happens to them once they are put onto my side of the bed! 

Right?!  RIGHT!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for helping me put an end to this debate.  I am eternally grateful!




Tuesday, June 15, 2010

My Friend...The Farmer's Wife

Because I consider y'all to be my friends...I feel the need to tell you about awesomely cool stuff that you might not otherwise hear about.

Simply so you will know about the latest and greatest stuff out there on the net.

I'm a giver like that.

That being said...my dear, dear friends I have something that needs to be shared.

My friend Joannie...aka, The Farmer's Wife has decided to start sharing her awesomely cool photography with the rest of us...photographically challenged folks like myself. 

Now...you may be handy dandy with the camera but you may not have the opportunities to take such great shots like she does living in Oklahoma and having a farm.  She also spends a lot of time in Colorado and captures a lot of pretty stuff there.  They are all just beautiful!

And when I say beautiful...I mean breathtakingly BEA-U-tiful.

I personally like the Summertime in Colorado pictures the best.  Ahhh...makes me feel like I'm there!

Her website is...The Farmer's Wife Photography.

Take a minute and go get lost on the Oklahoma prairie with some cattle.  Or burry yourself amongst the spring flowers.

You know you need a picture of the Colorado Rockies in your living room!

Enjoy....

Monday, June 14, 2010

I Blame The Orange Juice

I just went back and looked at my previous post and it has got to be the lamest post ever.  I totally blame the orange juice I spilled all over myself, the floor, and the kitchen cabinets first thing this morning.  It wasn't pretty.

Of course it could be the third degree burn I sustained when I pulled a bowl of boiling water out of the microwave a little too...aggressively.  Which directly followed the orange juice spill.  That in many ways resembled the oil spill in the gulf.  It was ginormous...and a ridiculous mess that just nearly sent me over the edge.

I'm not a morning person...like at all.

So...considering my North Carolina Aquarium post was completely lame...I'm going to throw a few more pictures from our vacation at ya.  They are all sorts of random so beware....

1.  First and foremost...Farm Boy found these at the Food Lion out there.  I'm not sure if this is just something that the nearest Food Lion to Waves, North Carolina sales or if they all do.  But...they were good.  Surprisingly good!


2. These are some lovely fish that adorned the walls of our beach house.  They almost came home with us due to the fact that we were a little disgruntled over the lack of air conditioning for 2 1/2 days and no microwave all week.


3. This is a picture of the view from our deck...looking towards the sound.  For those that don't know what a sound is...I didn't either...it's the body of water between the outer banks and the rest of the state of North Carolina.  It was pretty...and gave us a beautiful view of the sunset.


4. This my dear friends is a picture of our pool.  Whose temperature hovered somewhere around 70 degrees.  Which might as well have been 20 for all I care...



5. This is a picture of Q-Tip and I getting ready to go to the Aquarium.  We were waiting on Farm Boy to finish getting ready.  He would never admit to that though so don't ask.  He would probably say that he had been waiting for me to finish getting ready before he could get ready.  To that I say...pashaw.  Q-Tip was mad because I wouldn't let her look at pictures of herself on the camera. And for some reason my frosty eye shadow looks extra frosty...I'm not sure how I feel about that.

6. This is a picture of one of the bridges out there that connects the islands.  The Chesapeake Bay Bridge dwarfs it.  But for some reason I have a fascination with taking pictures of bridges over bodies of water.  Maybe it's because there aren't so many of those in Oklahoma...who knows. 
 

7. And last but not least.  Have you ever seen the movie The Birds?  Cause I have.  And I could not help but see my life flash before my eyes as we sat in the car waiting for our cokes...and by coke you know I mean Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr Pepper...to arrive at Sonic.  Yes...my dear friends I got to go to Sonic...it was more than wonderful.  Anyway...so we were waiting for our cokes to arrive and my life flashed before my eyes because of this....


I'm sure you can't see the devilish look in his eyes as he inched his way closer and closer.  He was after my eyeballs...I'm sure of it!


Q-Tip The Marine Biologist

If my child doesn't end up to be a marine biologist I will be shocked.  Well...I will be even more shocked if she doesn't end up a veterinarian.  Which is what I wanted to be.

While on our trip to the outer banks we took Q-Tip to the North Carolina Aquarium.  And unfortunately...being the amateur photographer that I am...I had the settings on my camera wrong so the first few shots are blurry.  Go me!

Anyway so here we go...


She was quite nervous to touch this EXTREMELY lifelike alligator...I nearly lost it when I saw it...but after a second or two she became one with her tough girl side and reached out with a teeny tiny finger.


She couldn't get enough of the otters.  Although she kept calling them fish.  Or "pish" in Q-Tip language.


Speaking of pish....


She loved them...


Every single one of them...


We had to peel her out of there.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Another "Milestone" Reached Today...And One I Wish We Hadn't

Today has been a busy day. 

Carter's is having a 70% off sale and y'all...I just had to go.  I like to shop the end of season sales for Q-Tip's clothes for the next year.  I missed out this past winter on getting next winter's stuff.  And I'm gonna be cussing when it rolls around...mark my words.

Anyway...so I got her some really cute...CHEAP...stuff and I was happy.  We got home just in time for a good nap before our MOPS end of the year picnic this evening.

While she napped I fiddled on the computer awhile and then I got myself all ready to go.  Laid out our chairs...got a fruit plate ready...etc.  I heard her waking up and she almost immediately started whining.  Or at least I thought she had just woke up. 

So I go into her room and I'm immediately greeted with that all too familiar after nap smell of a poopy diaper. 

Now in a mother's mind...at least in mine...when you smell a poopy diaper you think...well, she pooped, everything is working correctly. 

So I pick her up, lay her on the changing table, flip on her lamp, look down....

NO DIAPER!!!!!!!!!


I stand there for a second...and contemplate hyper-ventilating....and then I contemplate putting her clothes on and pretending that I had not been presented with this situation.

Then I seriously contemplate not looking at the bed.  Because...

POOPY SMELL = POOP

NO DIAPER = POOP IS NOT CONTAINED

But with out another thought I made a tragic mistake and turned around.

DEAR GOD...THERE WAS POOP IN MY BABY'S BED!!!!

OHHH THE HORROR!!!

And then I ever so calmly...FREAKED OUT!

It was a crisis of epic proportions I tell you!

I don't have time for this!  We need to be leaving now. 

Do I put her in the tub?  Do I give her a sponge bath?  Dear Lord in heaven is it on her hands?  Is it in her hair?  Dare I say...is it on her face or mouth?  I would die...just die.  What do I do?  What the hell do I do?  Do I change her sheets now?  Oh my heavens is it on her favorite blanket? 

THE HORROR...THE FREAKING HORROR!!

I cleaned it up the best I could at the moment.  There wasn't really any evidence of it on her body anywhere so I just washed her down as quickly as possible.  I changed her clothes and headed out the door for the picnic.  Stressed out and ready for an adult beverage.  Yet knowing there would be none at the picnic.

I successsfully get out the door without a blanket...or our chairs...or the fruit plate.

I forgot everything but Q-Tip and the diaper bag.  Which is a plus I guess.

Oh yes and we arrived at the picnic a fashionably...40 minutes late.

And then I proceeded to chase her around for the next hour and half or so. 

We end up getting home just in time to be 20 minutes late for bedtime.  I still had to change her sheets and blankets.  Needless to say she didn't get in bed until 9 or so...making bath time especially pleasant. 

So my dear friends...this all leaves me exhausted, semi-stressed out, and ready to go to bed.  And I know I'm going to suffer extreme guilt and frustration but there ain't no way in H-E-double hockey sticks I'm going to do the Shred tonight.  

Call me a loser...call me a wimp...  I. DON'T. CARE.

Nighty Night

P.S.  Important lesson learned today...CHECK. 

Q-Tip will NEVER...I repeat NEVER go to bed for ANY amount of time without pants on.  And I'm seriously considering onesies from here on out.

I don't do poop outside of diapers.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

I'm Not Convinced We Are Beach People

The thought of going to the beach is appealing right...with the soft sand and the sound of the waves crashing and the warm sun.


But you know how there are people that prefer skiing in the mountains or relaxing on the beach or riding ATV's in the dessert or in the woods...


Well...I have now come to question if we are beach people.


I won't completely say that we are not.  I have only been to the beaches in North Carolina.  I've never been to a west coast beach or a gulf coast beach.  So until I do...I will not commit to my decision either way. 

 
However I will say...the Atlantic is freakin cold.  And I can't see to the bottom even in shallow water.  And the sand isn't exactly soft like I imagine it to be.  And walking a mile toting all our beach stuff past all the dunes in the sand to get to the water...isn't appealing to any of us. 

I don't know why but I LOVE this picture. 
So Scarlett O'Hara don't ya think?
Ohhh...woe is me...the sand it sticking
to my toes and I don't like it...ohhh.

Now if I could walk out my beach house and have it right there...out the back door...and the water be a little warmer...and clearer...that might be different.  And we do love the atmosphere at the beach and we love the sun and the cute clothes and the beach hats.  So I'm not sure it would take a whole lot more to convince me we are beach people.


But...Q-Tip wasn't digging the sand much.  She wanted it off her feet.  And she wasn't digging the 20 degree water temp either.  Okay so it was really like 70...but she still wasn't impressed.

I have no idea how my camera did this but I wish I knew.

So her first trip to the beach wasn't really something to write home about I don't think.  She didn't last long.

But I got some pretty cute pictures I think.  One more...


And due to the water temp...and her not liking the sand all that much...that was our only trip to the beach the whole time we were there. 

We'll have to try again when she is a little older.

Ta Ta

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Don't Tell Me I Can't Have It!

I don't know about y'all but I am the type of person that does not like to be told...

No...

You can't do that...

You'll never find it...

You've had enough...

Or just in general be bossed around.  It simply becomes a challenge to me.  A challenge to do it, or get it, or have it if I darn well please.

So yesterday I went to Toys R Us to get this...
(Sorry for the fuzziness but you get the picture)

But when I got there I saw this...
And I thought to myself...

Self...that looks a whole lot cooler than the little one with one bucket, a polar bear, walrus, and a penguin.  I think Q-Tip would like that a whole lot better. 

I pondered this for a few minutes because...hold onto yourself...the pirate ship was twice as much as the little one. 

But it was SO much bigger.  And it has a cannon that shoots water and a shark that shoots water and all these little wheels and do-dads and anchors that go up and down and the mast goes up and down and cups and slides and pirates AND...a running water fountain!

I mean really...the fountain alone is worth it.  Don't ya think? 

So...I call Farm Boy.  He's like whatever.  So I ponder and I ponder and finally I picked up that little piece of paper and said to heck with it...she's gonna love this thing dad-gummit!

So I march up to the check-out counter all happy and excited to take that puppy home and start sailing the seven seas.  The cashier tells me she needs to take the slip to the customer service counter to have them pull it from the back.  Okay cool...hurry it up...times a'wastin. 

And I'm watching...and their calling people...and their shaking their heads...and I start thinking...

HELLS BELLS...their out of them.  How long is it gonna take to get one.  Grrrrr....

The poor little girl comes back and tells me...we're out.  We can't even order it.  The warehouse doesn't even have them.

And then I proceed to get a little...pissed off. 

Now it wasn't the girls fault I know and I told her I understood that it wasn't her fault but dad-gum...someone needs to take the 1000 little slips of paper off the display that says they are in the back.  It just ain't right getting a parents hopes up about the hours and hours of endless joy and entertainment that their child is going to get from the super cool pirate ship water table!

And I wanted to try that water shooting cannon out for pete's sake! 

Not to mention the fact I spent 20 minutes over there talking myself into the dang thing.

Now this just ain't right I'm tellin ya.

So I told her I was sorry for being bitchy and she said she totally understood.  And then I told her if I find a pirate ship somewhere else I'm bringing the crappy little one back.  She said that was fine.

So we left with the little one and I came straight home...put Q-Tip down for her nap and proceeded to scour the internet looking for the super cool water shooting pirate ship. 

Well...there ain't none to be found people!  NONE! 


You can't even get them from Little Tikes.  They are sold OUT. 

Well guess what that does to me...it just makes it a challenge.  It just makes me spend hours and hours looking in every nook and cranny of every website out there and calling every store within a hundred miles looking for that damn water shooting pirate ship. 

It has consumed me...I'm on a freakin mission I tell you. 

I don't know what I'm gonna do with the little crappy one I bought when I do find the pirate ship.  Cause I will ya know...eventually.  I have to open the one I did get and let her play with it.  I don't want half the summer to go by without her having any kind of water table.  That just wouldn't be right.

In the mean-time...until I find one...I'm sure Q-Tip will have a glorious time with the little crappy one.  She won't even know she's missing the water shooting cannon and fountain.  Yes, yes I know all this.  And I know it's not good that such things consume me and I don't like to be told that I can't have something.  And I know it's not good that I am consumed with my child having ANOTHER material possession. 

But DANG y'all...it has a fountain and everything!!


*UPDATE*

I opened the little crappy one this morning and filled it with water so it would be nice for after naptime.  There's no taking it back now.

I decided to go to Little Tikes website last night and sign up for the "notify me when it becomes available" service.  Of course thinking that it would never happen. 

They sent me an email TODAY!  TODAY people.  I've already opened the little crappy one...can't take it back...and I want that damn water shooting, flowing fountain, pirate ship!

Grrrr.....

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

First Things First

I just finished loading the pictures from our trip onto the computer.  And the first thing I felt I just had to share was this...


I don't know if it was the humidity...


Being dipped in sunscreen like a chocolate dip cone...

(We're all gonna dance a jig when all her teeth are in)

Or a combination of both.


But Q-Tip's hair had little cork screw curls in it all week. 


And lemme just tell ya...I loved it!



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