Okay, well a baby and no, I'm not having one.
Last night D and I went to a birthday party for Poppy (his dad). It was mostly old friends of his and second cousins and such, but all three of D's brothers were there and the wives of the two married ones.
I hung out with D, his oldest brother, and one of the wives of another brother. Apparently, that's what usually happens at these shindigs. Those three hang out while the others mingle.
Oh, one of the brothers had brought a tv and set it up so we could watch the rest of the football game. The Vols won by three points. Yay!!
So anyway, Lisa, the wife we were hanging out with had her neice for the weekend. She's like 8 months old or something I think. And she is such a chubby cheeked cutie! Pretty much once I had a hold of her there was no gettin' her away from me. We were out by the field for the party and it was a little chilly out so she was bundled up in her onesie (sp?), with her little Vols jacket on and a snowman lap throw wrapped around her. I swear she had her weight doubled by all the clothing.
The other wife ended up coming over (magnet to babies) so I gave the kid up for a bit. Then, after the party, we went over to Lisa's for a bit and I got to hold the baby again, feed her, and play with her. I'd bounce my leg a bit and she'd go nuts wigglin' around and hopping up and down on my leg. She'd have the strangest expression on her face when she'd look at D. I think it might've been the facial hair. ;-) But not too long later he was getting grins and giggles out of her.
So, yay for me, I've gotten my baby fix for a while. :-)
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Thursday, October 12, 2006
me = domestic (surprisingly enough)
D commented yesterday that he was very pleased with my new-found domestication. In the past week I've made two loaves of banana bread, made an improvised chicken parmesean (made with chicken patties) that was oh so delish, and we got a crock pot the other day and I cooked roast in it with potatoes, onions, tomatoes, and carrots.
In addition to that, I'm doing all the laundry, sweeping, mopping, making the bed, dishes, vacuuming, and general cleaning. Up until I moved here with D, the most I'd ever done is the dishwasher, an occasional meal (mostly boxed, but some crock pot stuff), and maybe some vacuuming once in a while.I'm pretty darn proud of myself. :)
Sunday, October 08, 2006
camping
I just got back a little bit ago from my first camping trip in about 10 years. It was so incredibly awesome! D and I left yesterday afternoon, planning on just staying the night even though we did debate for a while today whether we wanted to stay an extra night. We decided that his brother's hot tub, a comfy bed, tv, computer, and a warm house were plenty of reasons to come back as planned. I definitely wouldn't have minded staying the extra night, but it's all good and he said we can go back any time as long as we have the money for food and gas.
So, a brief (or maybe not so brief) summary.
We left here around 2:00ish after spending a few hours that morning target shooting at his parent's with a couple of his brother's and his nephew. It was so cool! I liked pretty much all the pistols we shot, but D's was my favorite and then his brother's .357 revolver was a REALLY close second. We need to get more ammo before we can go shoot D's pistol again, but he has a ton for one of his rifles so we'll probably go shoot that soon. We've also talked about me eventually getting a carry permit.
Anyway, back to camping. It took about an hour and forty-five minutes to get to the site and set up. It's the best site there by far because it's not incredibly close to the road and there's a hill blocking most of it so it's really private. Also, it was right on the creek so, although it was cold, it was very relaxing and picture perfect in the daylight.
We mostly drank and sat around the campfire last night, but today we hiked upstream a bit with his puppy and one of his brother's puppies. D's puppy is an Akita so she's big and was just tromping all over the place. The other puppy is a Pug so he was a little chicken, not wanting to get his tiny little paws even a little damp.
I swear, the first night of sleep during camping always sucks. The ground was harder than I'm used to sleeping on while camping since I'm used to having an air matress...and it was really cold with the naturally cold air and the breeze coming off the creek, but it was still awesome. D had a one person tent so it was nice and cozy. His brother's puppy slept in his crate in the back of the truck and his puppy slept outside. I was a bit worried about the cold getting to her, but she's got a thick coat so she was just fine. She really perked up when she heard the zipper on the tent open in the morning.
The best thing we ate all weekend was hobo dinners. (Don't flame me, that's what they're called.) D had 'em when he was in cub scouts and they're a required meal on all camping trips. You cut up an onion, a potato, and an apple, wrap it up in foil and throw it on the fire for about a half hour. Oh...it's so tasty!
Anyway, I've rambled on enough.
So, a brief (or maybe not so brief) summary.
We left here around 2:00ish after spending a few hours that morning target shooting at his parent's with a couple of his brother's and his nephew. It was so cool! I liked pretty much all the pistols we shot, but D's was my favorite and then his brother's .357 revolver was a REALLY close second. We need to get more ammo before we can go shoot D's pistol again, but he has a ton for one of his rifles so we'll probably go shoot that soon. We've also talked about me eventually getting a carry permit.
Anyway, back to camping. It took about an hour and forty-five minutes to get to the site and set up. It's the best site there by far because it's not incredibly close to the road and there's a hill blocking most of it so it's really private. Also, it was right on the creek so, although it was cold, it was very relaxing and picture perfect in the daylight.
We mostly drank and sat around the campfire last night, but today we hiked upstream a bit with his puppy and one of his brother's puppies. D's puppy is an Akita so she's big and was just tromping all over the place. The other puppy is a Pug so he was a little chicken, not wanting to get his tiny little paws even a little damp.
I swear, the first night of sleep during camping always sucks. The ground was harder than I'm used to sleeping on while camping since I'm used to having an air matress...and it was really cold with the naturally cold air and the breeze coming off the creek, but it was still awesome. D had a one person tent so it was nice and cozy. His brother's puppy slept in his crate in the back of the truck and his puppy slept outside. I was a bit worried about the cold getting to her, but she's got a thick coat so she was just fine. She really perked up when she heard the zipper on the tent open in the morning.
The best thing we ate all weekend was hobo dinners. (Don't flame me, that's what they're called.) D had 'em when he was in cub scouts and they're a required meal on all camping trips. You cut up an onion, a potato, and an apple, wrap it up in foil and throw it on the fire for about a half hour. Oh...it's so tasty!
Anyway, I've rambled on enough.
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