Wednesday, January 13, 2010
All I want for Christmas is a pair of pants that fit....
I really don't have any complaints about pregnancy. I haven't been sick and now that I've moved onto the second trimester, I'm not as tired. That was my first clue that something was awry...when bedtime shifted from 10pm to about 7:30pm. I've always gone to bed a little on the early side, but usually I could stay awake through Wheel of Fortune.
My biggest complaint about the current stage is the lack of pants that fit. My regular pants are too tight. As in, leave indents from the button on my belly tight. Maternity pants are still a little big and equally as annoying as button indents is having to hike my too big pants every 3 minutes. Nick finds it all rather funny. We were watching tv the other night when the Subway commercial came on - you know the one where the lady sits down to eat her hamburger and the button flies off her pants and several others have related problems- and my loving husband starts to snicker. Yes, he was laughing at me...
Now, I realize that this won't be the problem for long. I'm sure in a few weeks, I'll remember this time fondly as a time when I could still see my feet (sort of). And the end result will be worth it... but it would really help me out if Purdue would allow me to wear sweatpants or pajama pants to work for the next couple weeks.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Christmas in Santa Claus
Nick spent several days getting the decorations just right. While I did help with the decorating, Nick is the master Christmas decoration coordinator- all credit goes to him for how wonderful everything looked! He also impressed my family with his skills in the kitchen...from herbed bread to stuffing to turkey Nick can do it all. I may be biased, but he makes the BEST egg nog from scratch (thanks to Grandma Held's recipe). Yes, I am spoiled and lucky and I know it...and I'm going to keep him forever and ever.
No holiday would be complete without a game or two and many hours of Christmas Eve were spent at the kitchen table with Granny and Grandpa's custom Sequence game board. If you haven't played Sequence, I must caution you, it's addicting!!
Another note to brag on my husband...
We took my Aunt Chris to the Christmas Store (also addicting) and while I was there, I found this cute log centerpiece (fake). It was only $15 and I was going to buy it...but Nick promised he'd make me one. So I didn't buy the one at the Christmas store, and reminded him at lunch on Christmas Eve that he'd promised me a centerpiece. While the Sequence tourney was underway, Nick slipped outdoors and went to work. Christmas eve, after mass, I came home to find this waiting for me.
It was perfect- and way better than the one in the Christmas Store!!
Thanks everyone for joining us for Christmas in our home! It was a wonderful week filled with happy memories! We hope you'll come visit us again!!
Way Behind
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Poor Boots
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Nikki's Christmas Tea
I love anything that sparkles...and her table had it all!
If the table doesn't have you in awe...the program always gets you in the Christmas spirit!! A keynote speaker helps remind us of the reason why we are all celebrating (it's not the gifts), and this year's Charles Dickens themed program filled with Christmas carols sung by characters in hoop skirts and top hats was wonderful!
I had a great time at the tea with my dear Corydon friends!! I miss you more than you know!
A, Nikki, and Carolyn - decked out in our Christmas sparkles.
Sarah and Nancy also joined me but won't let me post the picture... Although it's a very lovely picture of the Held ladies and I'm incredibly tempted to include it anyways, I don't want coal for Christmas.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Who, Who, Who Goes There?
Then, this morning, when I let Pepper out before I left for work...a red-tail hawk flew from the tree next to the barn and ambushed a flock of unsuspecting sparrows in one of our bushes. I just stood there and watched with my mouth hanging open as the birds went nuts trying to flee. I'm not sure if he got a bird or not- he eventually flew back up into the tree. Pepper, busy with other things, was completely oblivious to the mayhem taking place right behind her. One of the barn cats was laying in our driveway just feet from the scene and seemed frozen in place, sort of like I was.
Wonder what tonight will bring? (Hopefully no more coyotes!)