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12/28: Game Night!!!

12/28/07, we had Game Night & Christmas Ornament Exchange @ Susan & David's!

Susan & I have known each other since we were eleven years old.
Megan too.
In fact, Me, Megan, & Susan have all been friends since 6th grade when we all attended Austin Academy together. We then all went to high school together too. Susan's husband, David, also went to school w/ us. He's a little older than we are, so we were in high school together, but he graduated before us. He & Susan went to UT together.

Susan & David have to fur-babies: Charlie & Oscar. They are awesome. Destructo-dogs, but awesome & sweet at the same time.


David & Susan's tree...


Playing "Scene It".


Charlie, David, & Oscar (Charlie is larger, and sitting in David's lap. Oscar is smaller & lighter in color)


Super Susan...and the only people who don't like her are stupid, b/c she's always right. (that's a joke from our game night---we played "Loaded Questions")


Damon says, "Well, first you get the flashlight...or tape, as Dr.Susan suggested."


Stephen loves playing "Loaded Questions". In fact, I think he just may buy everyone their own game next year for Christmas. I mean, really, can you ever get to know others TOO WELL????
No, Stephen, you cannot. We absolutely agree w/ you. It's the best-game-evah! We knew you boys would love it!

....yes, I am laying on the sarcasm pretty thick. The guys completely HATED that game. I liked it....but, I may have been in the minority.
David ended up winning the game.
The gals team won "Scene It".

Good times!!!!

Score...

Yesterday....
Total # of diapers used: 3
Total # of accidents: 1
The rest of the day....spent in big boy underwear & many, many, many trips to the bathroom.

GOOD JOB, GAGE!

12/29

Dance Your Cares Away....

So...12/26 started out as a mega-fabulous-mommy-&-baby-stay-at-home day.
There was much dancing.
There was much singing.
There we were. Just me & him, and it was perfect and enough.


And weeeeeeeee....watched this:

Seriously, how long has it been since you watched "Fraggle Rock"?

Well....I remember it being such a great show.
Santa brought us a Fraggle Rock DVD.
Um...now that I'm a grown up...I can honestly say that the best thing about Fraggle Rock is the theme song. Gage wasn't all that into it, and after playing the theme song about 50 times & dancing & singing like crazy...we were both kind of over it.
So long, Suckahs!

Moving on:
The weather was yucky that day, but eventually.....we ventured out to the mall.
Preface: (1) Gage slept in late that morning. (2) Gage took a long & late nap.

Onto the story, which actually has a couple of funny parts:
(1) At one point, Gage was out of his stroller, walking. We walked by Victoria's Secret, and he THROWS A FIT at the entrance because I don't want to go in there. There is nothing I need in there. No. Well, he's pointing at scantily clad mannequins. He wants them.
....yes, Gage, I know. You want VS Models, you want hookers....you officially have a penis & you enjoy things that are visually appealing. Yes. I got it. The answer is still no, now get your a$$ up.

Moving on...
(2) In the play area, Gage & this one little girl, Christina, played uninterrupted for about 20 minutes. They played chase. They looked at ducks & turtles together. It was just the two of them (not really, but to them, it probably seemed that way). THEN....another little girl showed up. She was about 2. Christina was probably about 3 & a half.... Anyway....the other little girl showed up. A beautiful child, and very outgoing. She went right up to Gage, took his little hand, and off they went to play chase. Well, Christina was heartbroken. To the point of big ol' tears. She even came to talk to ME about it. She finally decided that she would not share Gage, and yet, she could NOT bring herself to just walk away. She approached Gage, who of course was gallivanting with this newer, younger, girl. She would force him to choose. With her hands on her hips, she exclaimed, "If you are going to play with Me, then you can't play with HER!" He was silent & still for a moment. He took off with the younger, cuter, more outgoing girl. After some time, he went back to Christina. And, she took him back. The younger, cuter, more outgoing girl was off doing her own thing. But, Gage & Christina laid on the floor studying the turtles...laughing---about something.... And shortly thereafter, it was time for all of us to go our separate ways. Gage cried. They said their good-byes....

...and then....we went shopping.
(3) which leads me to story #3 from one mall outing. I went into this store. I selected a sweater for purchase. I was at the checkout, and I admit, did not pay much attention to Gage in the stroller. APPARENTLY, I parked the stroller a little too close to this display of lip gloss things. Pay for my sweater & we leave. It's about 10 minutes until 9 by this point (for those not down w/ the shopping lingo, or mall operating times---the mall closes at 9 per normal operating hours, or at least the major dept. stores close at 9 M-Sat, when there are no special sales going on....) Anyway...I look at Gage, and realize---he's taken 4 tubes of lip gloss. WTF? So, I have to go through the whole thing about stealing & why it's not nice & how we pay for items that we'd like to take home from the store, yada, yada. I turn the stroller around & take the lip glosses back. No biggie according to the store employees (which, surprised me a little...I mean, I expected them to be understanding, but seriously---the "no biggie"/"whatever" attitude I got....um....if I actually owned the store, it would be a little concerning. I'd expect them to pay a little more attention to the store inventory....but again---I'm off on a tangent).
So, we return the lip gloss. Get back over to Dillard's 3 minutes past 9. No they won't open the door for me. Yes, I asked through the glass. They pointed me in the direction of a side door. The security guard over there points me down a hallway & tells me that there is a door to the outside, as well as an elevator. Okay. Guess what? the elevator only goes UP. I need to go down. No elevator for that. So, three women, (a mom & her two young adult daughters) helped me w/ my stroller & super-clingy 2 year old to get down a spiral staircase. TONS OF FUN.

But hey---to the three strangers who helped me: THANK YOU!
Seriously---me alone in a parking garage at 9:10 pm, in the dark with just my baby, my stroller & the seemingly ginormous task of getting down a spiral staircase....Prior to them offering to help me---I looked at my stroller & assessed how much I really like & need it.

Anyway....that was our day.
It involved singing, dancing, & a trip to the mall. Clearly, I had the perfect day.
For Gage....well, he got a cookie at the mall & got to play all day long. Of course, he did throw one fit & get a talking to for stealing....but, nonetheless....I'd say he had a good day too.

I HEART BBB!

I HEART BAILEY, BANKS, & BIDDLE.

:)

I got....


And...


And...


....Life is good!

...and if I ever win the lottery, I'm going to buy a bunch of stuff from there.
:)

Christmas....

2005: (Gage @ 3 months old)


2006: (Gage @ 1 yr. 3 months old)


2007: (Gage @ 2 yrs. 3 months old)

(yes, he's fascinated with his own nose!)


....my goodness! How much he has grown & changed....

Christmas Morning....

Santa came!
Santa came!

You'd think that is a good thing, right?
Well...Baby Gage has been so afraid of Santa, that he refused to get out of his crib until we PROMISED that Santa was not still in the den.
We told Gage that Santa was tired from all of the toy deliveries during the night, and that he must be asleep. He decided that Santa was sleeping "Backside". "Backside" means---outSIDE in our BACKyard. It's his own little word. We love it.

Anyway...he got up, & we went into the den.


He got a chalkboard table with two little stools. It's so cute in his room.


He got all kinds of things....his favorites: matchbox cars & a train set.






The popcorn tin was also a big hit. "Pa-corn" is one of his favorite snacks!
"Pa-corn" & "Suckies"....& M&Ms. He has his own little word for M&Ms...but I have no idea how to spell it. It's weird. Anyway....those are his favorite snacks.
:)

After that....it was over the Mother In Law's for Beef Wellington!
YUUUUUUUM!


...and, LUNCH!


All in all, it was a very good day.
:)

I'd just like a little ASS for Christmas....

On Sunday, 12/23, we went to my Mom's house in Tyler for our big Christmas gift exchange.

Mom cooks a ton of food, and does stockings for all the kids, and they order a Greenberg smoked turkey that is soooooo good. Good times.

We'll start with my favorite pic of the day. DO YOU READ WHAT I READ????

The stockings have the initials of the grandkids. It should read: Z M A S S T G.
Of course, for our picture---all we got was the ASS.
When I went back & looked at the pictures from the day....I just laughed & laughed.
:)

....now, back to the start of the day.....
My Mamasita, cookin' it uuuuuuup!







(Trystan was playing a Transformers game....Gage wasn't really playing....but he really THOUGHT he was!)




(horrible picture of me....but, whatever....)


Gage, getting his great-grandmother to smell his orange.

And...then it was time to get jammies on for the car trip home....


:)

Gage's Christmas Lunch Date

Gage has a little friend named Aubri.
We had a lunch date for their Christmas gift exchange...
We ate at Souper Salad, and then exchanged gifts. Gage got a very cute felt tic-tac-toe game, and Gage gave Aubri a cute little pink light up duckie.

Gage & Aubri


They had a ton of fun playing near the Casa Linda Christmas tree....


And then it was time to go....


Gage loves Aubri. When they are together, he always wants to hold her hand & feed her cheerios. He always wants her to sit by him. He just adores her.
:)

Holiday Celebration 12/22

So, on 12/22, we celebrated Christmas at hubby's mom's house.

Pre-story: I had to work that day. I work in an ER, but I don't wear scrubs.
So, I'm in one of the area nurse's stations, and I'm talking to the clerk, and then...from the ceiling....comes a gush of water. If it looks like shit, smells like shit, and feels like shit---it's probably shit!
Yes, maintenance tried to say that a pan from an ice machine overflowed. No, it was the "hopper" where they empty bedside commodes & bed pans & basically---it's a big fucking toilet. It overflowed & part of the ceiling fell in, and it poured down my left arm & left leg. So gross.
I could NOT move fast enough to get to Radiology to get some scrubs & then go wash off & change.
So, that's what I did.
Of course, I was still due at the in-laws at 5.

So, I was washed & was then in scrubs for the evening.


Gage & Poppa...


Gage got mad when some of the other grandkids called Memaw THEIR Memaw. Wheeeew....


So...that was our 12/22 celebration...

Not AGAIN!

I am so tired of people asking me, "So when are you guys going to try for Number Two?" As in---baby #2.

What do I say to that?

What I want to say, "We had a number two. We lost 'number 2'. but, thanks for asking."

...and then, just the other day, I got that question from someone who KNEW that we were pregnant & lost Masyn. She's a nurse that I work with. I guess she just forgot. Because....before I had barely finished my "blowing off your question" response, she was looking panicked & walking away!

So...the other day, I get the question...
Me: "Oh, I don't know...." (picture me, still walking, not stopping to talk.)
The other person: "Well, we're trying again!"
Me: "Good luck with that" (yelling back, b/c I was about 15 feet down the hall by now!)

I sounded like a total b*tch. I know. But you know what----I don't want to talk about it with this person. Maybe some others around at the time clued him in. As I was walking by the nurse's station, they had that "Oh My God, I can't believe he just asked that" look.
Everyone shouldn't have to live on eggshells around me....and certainly someone who didn't know what we've been through... But, I still don't want to deal with that question.

So...what do I say?
"We lost a baby, so mind your own business. The next time we get pregnant we probably won't even tell anyone until we're like 6 months along...so, even if I'm pregnant RIGHT NOW I'm not going to tell you. Mind your own f*cking business. I wish you rainbows & sunshine---good luck with TTC again, but keep your nose out of our sh*t."

That sounds...um, harsh, and sadly, it's how I feel about it with people that I don't feel particularly close to.
What I want to tell this guy: if I'm not asking about your testicles, then don't ask about my uterus &/o its inhabitants. Thanks.

Dear Santa....

Um...Santa, I don't want to seem like an ungrateful b*tch, but I think we need to clear a few things up....

1) You know that empty bag from the jewelry store? Well, I got my gifts a little early from my husband & son. I put the bag back under the tree, fully expecting you to refill the bag. WTF?

2) In the future....bring batteries for the things that require batteries. What are you---new at this? Luckily I had some AAA & AA batteries on hand....but part of the train set required 3 funky sized cell batteries. Who has those on hand?

3) ...and speaking of the future...next year, when you bring a big video-gaming LeapFrog system that has to run through the DVD player...why don't you make sure that it is compatible with the current DVD players in our home...or bring a new DVD player too. It kind of sucks that we can't find the product codes anywhere for the DVD players that we currently own....and Gage really wants to play with his "big" gift.

Yeah....that's about it for now. I reserve the right to send additional correspondence as needed.

Thanks,
Lainey-Paney

For My Mamasita...

Happy Birthday, Mom!

This is my mom...and it's her birthday!


I love you, Mamasita!

Better late than never...right?

Well...the Christmas spirit hit....better late than never, right?

Having a good Christmas day around here....
....had a mid-day nap after about 5 mimosas earlier....ahhhh, life is good.
Since then---did a load of dishes, gave the cat his Christmas treat...the dog got his new big-ol'-bone this morning....called my Pop & Gammy....& we've plaaaaaaaaaaayed! Biggest hit this year: the train set & Matchbox cars. Biggest hit for Mommy: Beef Wellington with red wine sauce...Oh.My.Goodness...it was so good!
And now....movie time! A Christmas Story was earlier...now we're watching Home Alone. Good times!!!

Will blog more about it soon....
Merry Christmas!!!!

12.25.07

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

From The Unborn Lost Child....

There is this who lost her son, Kristopher. Anyway....when I was so confused and sad after our miscarriage with Masyn, she really helped me out by saying, "me too." It helped so much.

Anyway....she just sent me the lyrics to this song that was very touching to me. It's something I'd never heard....

George Canyon's "My Name"

It’s cold in here feels like everything’s upside down
I can feel you talking but I can barely make out the sound
I been kicking around these parts, feels like a year
I’m gonna change this world if I ever get out of here
She wants to dress me in pink, but paints my bedroom blue
And I just laugh to myself, cause only I know the truth
This love is my only emotion
Haven’t learned any fear any pain
It’s kind of funny with all this commotion
I guess they’ve got me, to blame
They don’t even know my name
They don’t even know my name

Well I’ve never felt so ready, think it’s finally time
Cause that big old world is waiting, and it’s mine all mine
Just then everything got real quiet, it got real bright
And a man took my hand said don’t worry, your mom is gonna be alright
Then he opened the gate, & I followed him in
Said you can wait right, here till it’s your turn again
And his love is the one true emotion
Heaven knows no fear no pain
I never got to set my wheels in motion
They loved me just the same
And they didn't even know my name
Didn’t even know my name
You loved me just the same
And you didn’t even know my name


...the little video is about a mom & dad who are expecting their first child....and everything seems so great.They don't know if it's a boy or a girl...and they go to the hospital to have the baby.... But, they find out that their baby is dead....and the baby goes to heaven. And then, at the end of the video....you see the mom as an old lady. She's in a hospital, and dies. Her little angel daughter comes to get her. And it's sweet, and sad, and they meet....and it's just like how I want it all to be someday.

Odds & Ends...

Lots of random news to report....

Hubby is sick. Kidney Stone & an infection. Not good.

I got an A in my class for Fall 2007 semester, so I'm still rockin' the 4.0!

I got my digital camera back. It's all fixed & perfect again. Yippy! But now---I can't find the freaking cord to upload pics onto the computer! UGH. I have to find that. ...soon.

My hair is falling out....again. 2 new spots found last night. Still have one big one that's growing in white. What a nightmare. So tempted to pull a Britney & be done w/ the hair thing for good.

Christmas is right around the corner!
Today is 12/22. I have to work until 4:30. After that---over to my in-law's for Christmas on hubby's side of the family.
Tomorrow: going to my mom's in Tyler.
Monday----another work day.
Monday night---Christmas eve!
Tuesday: Christmas! Finally, a day off....and a holiday at that!

This year....never got the Christmas lights up on the house.
This year...never got the deer out in the yard.
This year...didn't even get a real Christmas tree (this is a first since my husband & I have even known each other).
This year....hardly decorated at all. In fact, we pulled all of the tubs of stuff out of the attic....and there are some in my room....a couple in the hall....a few in the living room....
Where's my Christmas spirit, right?

I don't know...
Everything just feels so weird about this Christmas. Certainly I've been hyped about my gifts so far! But, it just doesn't seem like I'm in the Christmas mood...
Maybe it will hit me on Christmas Eve when I'm helping Santa put toys together....or maybe Christmas morning when I see Baby Gage all excited....

Gage LOVES the camera!

Look....Gage took this picture himself!



:)

Sick of this Sh*t.

Yesterday, I had such a horrible day @ work....that I told my boss that I was fed up....hated my day/week to the point that I felt like quitting.

And you know what?
She blew me off. Said we could talk about it next week when she gets back from vacation.