Inlaw Insanity*

*No, the inlaws are not insane, nor do they drive me insane, its more of overall life insanity due to family vacations and routine upheaval.  

This week we got a pleasant surprise visit from Jason's sister Heather and her family. Yes, Heather was "that person" to announce that they were coming to visit a mere 24 hours before they arrived (HAHA HEATHER. Told you I was going to make fun of you forever for that one!). Their trip out to CA was planned months ago, and this year a trip to San Diego was not on the agenda at first. I offered, I begged, and I enticed with thoughts of trips to the warm beach and yummy Mexican food. But alas, they did not bite. That was until last Monday when they realized how much they really couldn't live a day longer without seeing us.  :-)

OF COURSE we welcomed them with open arms and an action packed week of kid friendly activities. We did Sea World. We did beach. We did beach again. And we ate. OH, HOW WE ATE.

The kids played and played and played. They ran amok about the house until they could just not muster the energy to run anymore. It's unfortunate that 6 or so states separate us from them, making these visits a bi-annual thing rather than a regular occasion like a lot of families. I just hope that they have sweet memories of their summer vacations together.

Obession Du Jour

As you know from previous rants, I hate pregnancy jeans. I hate the panels - demi, roll, whatever. They are not cute or comfortable and the fact that the majority of major denim labels out there continue to use them and sell their maternity jeans that you wear for possibly 5-6 months for $180 makes me want to yak in a bag. You know, I am ALL FOR spending $ on jeans, but I see them as an investment, something you will own and love for years, not months.

When I was pregnant with Lucas, I pretty much sustained on pizza, hamburgers and my need for chocolate cake. While I gained about 30 lbs total, within the weight gain "standard", I looked it. I gained it ALL OVER. My face, arms and lets not even talk about how nasty my thighs looked. Luckily, I started this pregnancy off right, 12 lbs down thanks to Weight Watchers, then another few my first trimester from general iciness. And I've really only put on about 8lbs so far - and really, its all in the belly (with a little in the love handle area). I'm not dieting, but armed with some good habits gained from WW, working out (when I can REMEMBER TO GO) and giddy over my cravings for FRUIT instead of chocolate cake, I feel pretty good and am happy with the pregnant belly this time around. GASP - I even have been seen wearing a bikini to the beach (F it, my problem area has always been my belly, and since this year I have an excuse for the protruding belly..)

Wow, I just talked a mile to get to a point.. back to the lecture at hand..

What I have been getting at here, is that I have not bought maternity jeans but have continued to wear my Paiges, just under long shirts where you can't see the lame-o little rubber band holding the top together. That's why I INSTANTLY fell in love with the B Buckles. It covers your open-toped jeans and allows you some wiggle room in your jeans. SUCH a great invention and definitely one of those "D'OH! Why didn't I think of that?!"

Some people love the Bella Bands, but pretty much it's like adding the dreaded panel to your regular jeans and you know how I feel about panels.

Since apparently the B Buckles have not made their way down to San Diego stores (yes, I called most of them), my wonderful Mom is picking one up for me from the hipster maternity store NOM today. I will have a full review later and let you know if its as cool as I'm really hoping it will be.

Let's play "where in the world is Beth's brain!"

Today I missed yoga for the second time in recent history for no apparent reason other than I simply forgot to go. I thought about it at 10:30, when I had 30 minutes until I had to leave the house. I thought about it again at 11:40, 25 minutes after the class had started. {{bangs head on wall}}

Where is my brain?

a) buried in a 4th of July alcoholess hung-over state?

b) hidden in the 3ft verticle hole that the dog (who, by the way,  was doped-up on 2 different anti-anxiety meds for the holiday of way too many loud noises) left in the drywall as a special 4th of July party favor?

c) the baby ate it

d) all of the above

I sure hope that this little girl inside me is going to be BRILLIANT one day, because right now she's sucking the life and brain power right out of me.

Oh, and totally off topic, but if you live within 5 miles of my house, and you are the jackass who is STILL setting off firecrackers even though today is the FIFTH of July?? Keep it up, because this hormonal, on the edge from the dog's continuous barking and cleaning up bits of DRYWALL your momentary stupidity and illegal activity has brought upon me, bitch is about to hunt you down and shove that firecracker up your ass.

Attack of the Potato Bugs

Last week on our way out the door, Lucas and I went out back to feed Mick when Lucas exclaimed "MOMMY! LOOK! An 'ant-bee'!"

Not being able to really see what he was looking at, I just said, "Well, don't touch it!" and continued on my morning chores. Then I turned around. And right there, blocking the door to the laundry room was the biggest, nastiest, most horrific bug I have personally ever encountered.

WHAT THE F&$K?!

Trying to remain calm in front of Lucas, I kicked it aside and we left the house. From the car I called Jason and told him he must come home immediately and deal with it. I don't think he believed the nastiness of the situation, so I took pictures to email and horrify him with.

See, I'm not sure who's the bigger bug weenie in the house, Jason or I. If we ever walked into our bedroom and a big black spider was perched on our bed, we would grab Lucas and the dog and spend the night at a hotel. Really. You think I jest?

I then became obsessed with figuring out what the hell that bug was, and would it eat through the screen door to get inside to gnaw on my leg or climb inside my ear. See, when I was a child I had an unfortunate accident with a moth who thought a great place to fly into would be MY EAR. The sound of the flapping wings on my eardrum is something that will haunt me until my DYING DAY.

In my search of namethatbug.com and bugothemonth.com, I came across a reference to a beetley looking thing with stripes like a bee - a Potato Bug, or formally known as a Jerusalem cricket. Whatever it is, I am just happy that it was not the alien from Mars I was fearing that it may be but still a tad bit horrified that they like crawl into your shoes and DIE. The mental image of slipping on a shoe, feeling a wiggly crunch, pulling back your foot and having THAT slide out of your shoe is enough to make me only wear flip flops for the rest of my life. And it would be totally justified too. Can't you see being at work, your boss comes over and explains yet again the company's footwear decorum,  to which you pull up a picture of this lovely little creature and tell the story of the time one was half dead and stuck in between your toes? Crap, it may be enough to change company dress code. And if not, you could always bombard said Boss with this eCard every 10 minutes until they truly understand the horror of this bug.

So back to the bug.

I managed to push it out the gate and onto the open driveway. I then left for Yoga. Upon my return the monstrosity was GONE. Vanished. Disappeared. That initially freaked me out until Jason pointed out that a bird probably swooped down to gobble it up and even if that's not the case, that's what I'm telling myself.

Unfortunately, since this dreaded day last week, two more of these creatures have showed up at our house. One, my friend Kelly had to dispose of (I pulled the pregnancy card on that one..really, I thought I may puke from the crunching sound it was making as I was trying to scoop it into a bucket to throw outside the gate.) and there is also currently a dead one that Lucas pointed out lodged between my washer and dryer. Guess what? I'm on a laundry strike until Jason gets rid of that one.

Oh, and yeah. The bug man with the very harmful chemicals is coming next week to hopefully ensure that we never see one again.

Egh... Hello?

Hey there, how are you?

Actually just doing  bit of a technical survey here, what do you all think of the new site? Is it easy? Can you see it? Is it pulling up okay? Any issues?

Just wondering because there have only been 2 comments since the switch and I don't know if people are having issues..

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