Thursday, July 29, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Groceries
I love to people watch. I really wish being a mom allowed more time for it. But unfortunately, any time sans kids is set aside for a much needed date night, hair appointment or gynecological exam, and not much time allotted for people watching.
Any time I'm at a doctor appointment I try to people watch, but everyone is seated, all kind of looking around or reading. And any conversations are whispered.
Every now and then you'll get the people afflicted with voice immodulation syndrome and an interesting story, but it's pretty rare.
People watching at the BX is pointless, because it's the same stereotypical 10 people every time. Single enlisted guy, stay at home mom with three kids hanging off the side of the buggy, old person wandering around checking the prices, all the while ticking their tongue about how things used to be cheaper when THEY were in the Air Force. There's also the group of 4 emo high school students who live on base and have nothing to do after school.
You know the ones. They're all somehow wearing ipod earphones, and simultaneously having a conversation while their dyed black hair hangs in their face, their tight jeans or leggings are bunching around their lack of a rear end and their purple and blue eyeliner reflects the fluorescent light of the store right into your cornea. There's not quite as many of these here at Edwards, but Osan was CRAWLING with them. Emo wasn't cool when I was in high school, so I'm not really sure what the deal is there...but I'm sure it's just as painful for their parents to watch as it was for my mom to buy $75 GIRL Jncos.
There is one place that I do get a quick chance to size up people in a relatively short amount of time...the commissary.
(Or well, the grocery store to your normal folk)
I love to see what other people buy to eat, I think it's a very intimate thing, and you can tell a lot about a person or family by what's placed in their buggy.
Is it a single 2 striper with just a hand carried basket full of Healthy Choice, Gatorade and a 3 lb bag of gummy worms?
What do you expect a single Major to put into his buggy? Probably something a little more nutritious than the airman, but if you look close I bet they have those slim jims hiding under those bags of produce and lunch meat.
How about that mom of 6 in the next aisle? Is is big boxes of Rice-a-roni and Mac N Cheese? Or that mama of 4 boys with more than half of her buggy filled with 2% milk?
There's usually the old couple and their buggy full of batteries, cat litter and diet rite. And behind them is the couple with no kids, just from the gym with their cart full of produce, whey protein, eggs and a bag of tortilla chips.
But if you look really close, those people will all have a little 'something' in there you wouldn't have expected. I love to find that 'treasure' when watching them unload their groceries!
If you think about it, it's kind of like they let a fart out and thought no one heard it, but YOU WERE TOTALLY STANDING RIGHT THERE.
Any time I'm at a doctor appointment I try to people watch, but everyone is seated, all kind of looking around or reading. And any conversations are whispered.
Every now and then you'll get the people afflicted with voice immodulation syndrome and an interesting story, but it's pretty rare.
People watching at the BX is pointless, because it's the same stereotypical 10 people every time. Single enlisted guy, stay at home mom with three kids hanging off the side of the buggy, old person wandering around checking the prices, all the while ticking their tongue about how things used to be cheaper when THEY were in the Air Force. There's also the group of 4 emo high school students who live on base and have nothing to do after school.
You know the ones. They're all somehow wearing ipod earphones, and simultaneously having a conversation while their dyed black hair hangs in their face, their tight jeans or leggings are bunching around their lack of a rear end and their purple and blue eyeliner reflects the fluorescent light of the store right into your cornea. There's not quite as many of these here at Edwards, but Osan was CRAWLING with them. Emo wasn't cool when I was in high school, so I'm not really sure what the deal is there...but I'm sure it's just as painful for their parents to watch as it was for my mom to buy $75 GIRL Jncos.
There is one place that I do get a quick chance to size up people in a relatively short amount of time...the commissary.
(Or well, the grocery store to your normal folk)
I love to see what other people buy to eat, I think it's a very intimate thing, and you can tell a lot about a person or family by what's placed in their buggy.
Is it a single 2 striper with just a hand carried basket full of Healthy Choice, Gatorade and a 3 lb bag of gummy worms?
What do you expect a single Major to put into his buggy? Probably something a little more nutritious than the airman, but if you look close I bet they have those slim jims hiding under those bags of produce and lunch meat.
How about that mom of 6 in the next aisle? Is is big boxes of Rice-a-roni and Mac N Cheese? Or that mama of 4 boys with more than half of her buggy filled with 2% milk?
There's usually the old couple and their buggy full of batteries, cat litter and diet rite. And behind them is the couple with no kids, just from the gym with their cart full of produce, whey protein, eggs and a bag of tortilla chips.
But if you look really close, those people will all have a little 'something' in there you wouldn't have expected. I love to find that 'treasure' when watching them unload their groceries!
If you think about it, it's kind of like they let a fart out and thought no one heard it, but YOU WERE TOTALLY STANDING RIGHT THERE.
Monday, July 19, 2010
36:
the number of weeks pregnant I am
17: the number of shots I've gotten in my butt
7: the number of shots I've gotten in my arms
4: the number of sonograms I've had of 'baby girl'
19: the number of times I went to the bathroom yesterday
35: pounds I've gained with this baby so far
4: the number of shirts that fit over my belly right now
0: the number of maternity pants I can fit into right now
6: the amount of naps I've been able to take since my mom got here last week
21: the number of days 'baby girl' has until she's evicted (with a scalpel)
17: the number of shots I've gotten in my butt
7: the number of shots I've gotten in my arms
4: the number of sonograms I've had of 'baby girl'
19: the number of times I went to the bathroom yesterday
35: pounds I've gained with this baby so far
4: the number of shirts that fit over my belly right now
0: the number of maternity pants I can fit into right now
6: the amount of naps I've been able to take since my mom got here last week
21: the number of days 'baby girl' has until she's evicted (with a scalpel)
Friday, July 16, 2010
35 weeks
I am still '35 weeks' for 2 more days. If this little girl follows suit I will be a mother of three in 3 days. HOLY MOLY.
If this little one does not follow suit, I think I might be depressed. I have just expected her to make her appearance at 36 weeks, so if and when I go over that, I'm going to have "overdue depression". If I was smart, I would still be looking forward to my actual due date (Aug. 16th) and then just be pleasantly surprised when she makes her debut a little early. But no, I'm pretty sure I've set myself up for some disappointment...great.
I haven't posted much because nothings been happening. I can't drive, the kids have been healthy, Cory's been working and I've just been getting heavier by the day. I'm about 10 pounds over what I weighed the day I delivered both the boys. However, I hadn't been uncomfortable at all until Wednesday. Little girl finally 'dropped', and now I feel as if I'm going to give birth with every step I take.
My mom's in town until after the baby is born (Woohoo!) and it has been such a relief to know she's here to help. I've had some great friends to help me out here at Edwards, but there's nothing like your mom being there.
Cory and I will be going out on our last date until baby gets here (Well, unless she decides to wait awhile, then maybe we'll try to sneak another one!) I am very excited to eat in peace!
I will keep everyone posted on baby happenings. I am in AMERICA! Where I can update my FACEBOOK!
I know everyone is dying to hear the live play by play of my labor. Everyone can know exactly how many centimeters and effaced I am! Maybe I'll even set up a live web cam!
***Cory has just threatened to take away my phone if there is any live play by play of labor. bummer. So you can all yell at him if the baby is like 3 minutes old and no one knows yet! geesh.
If this little one does not follow suit, I think I might be depressed. I have just expected her to make her appearance at 36 weeks, so if and when I go over that, I'm going to have "overdue depression". If I was smart, I would still be looking forward to my actual due date (Aug. 16th) and then just be pleasantly surprised when she makes her debut a little early. But no, I'm pretty sure I've set myself up for some disappointment...great.
I haven't posted much because nothings been happening. I can't drive, the kids have been healthy, Cory's been working and I've just been getting heavier by the day. I'm about 10 pounds over what I weighed the day I delivered both the boys. However, I hadn't been uncomfortable at all until Wednesday. Little girl finally 'dropped', and now I feel as if I'm going to give birth with every step I take.
My mom's in town until after the baby is born (Woohoo!) and it has been such a relief to know she's here to help. I've had some great friends to help me out here at Edwards, but there's nothing like your mom being there.
Cory and I will be going out on our last date until baby gets here (Well, unless she decides to wait awhile, then maybe we'll try to sneak another one!) I am very excited to eat in peace!
I will keep everyone posted on baby happenings. I am in AMERICA! Where I can update my FACEBOOK!
I know everyone is dying to hear the live play by play of my labor. Everyone can know exactly how many centimeters and effaced I am! Maybe I'll even set up a live web cam!
***Cory has just threatened to take away my phone if there is any live play by play of labor. bummer. So you can all yell at him if the baby is like 3 minutes old and no one knows yet! geesh.
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