Thursday, November 29, 2012


Good news at the baby doctor today, everything's ok with his/her heart. Check out that noggin! Looks just like Boots' big head!

Tuesday, November 27, 2012


Yesterday was the Novemberest day so far this November.

I've always had a hate/no love relationship with November. It's just so......November. Cold and stark, really depressing. Even the name sucks. NO-vim-burrrrrrrrr.

Up until yesterday I felt very October this November, maybe because of the baby. October always surprises me how much I like it. I always expect it to be a mini-November but, every year it's my mini-September. Today feels October again.

Are you confused yet?

Anyways, I'm weird.

I'm in a very Christmasy mood this year. Maybe it's because of the baby?

24 Weeks

The baby is as tall as two juice boxes this week. My mama and one of my sisters got to feel it (he? she?) kick on Thanksgiving. Thursday we go to the baby doctor for the monthly appointment and get to see it again on ultrasound. I hope they get a good view of the heart this time and that everything turns out ok.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

23 Weeks

Today is the first day of week twenty-three and as I type this I'm laid out on the couch with my feet propped up watching Duck Dynasty. (That show is hilarious! Have ya'll seen it?)

There's some weird stuff going on with my baby cooking body. Weird like I'm itchy. More specifically my arms are itchy. More specifically my armpits are itchy. I'm talking so itchy I don't wanna wear deodorant! (TMI? Yes? Ok, I won't tell you sometimes I don't shave. For a week.)

On a positive note, I'm having the best hair week of my life. I don't know if it's the cooler weather (humidity ain't my hair's friend), the fact I've been three days without conditioner, or maybe the cold-as-ice rinse I've been finishing my shower with. Who knows? I like it.

I've gained 10.4 pounds during this operation so far and this little critter is now the size of an ear of corn or a cantaloupe. Corn/cantaloupe got the hiccups Sunday night so that was pretty fun.

In the "this really sucks" category I have had some pretty intense round ligament pain today. Like, hurting so bad I couldn't get myself out of bed this morning, Boots had to push me out of the bed so I could get up. The pain finally eased up a few hours later and in a moment of stupidity I went up the stairs at the funeral home and that sure fired it up again. Fun, real fun.

Monday, November 19, 2012

Buying for Thanksgiving

Let's talk irony. I love irony, don't you? Jumbo shrimp, baby grand, blahdee blah...... Tonight, I had a little food irony at the Publix.

I bought a ham and a kosher turkey breast.

I'm hoping the cashier wasn't paying very much attention or either doesn't know that "kosher" and "ham" don't belong in the same sentence. I felt a little weird about the situation, but I'm hardheaded so I forged ahead.

On a side note, here's what cooked for supper: Medium shell pasta, (jarred) Alfredo sauce with English peas (ball bearin's as my dad says) and broccoli. Not gonna win any culinary awards, but that's what I wanted and it was pretty good.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Reintroduction to the Wild!

Lately, Boots and I have been in the undomestication business. For one reason or another, not sure if it's the furniture scratching, Boots' disdain for cleaning out the litter box, or his own interest in the outdoors, Frank has been spending little bits of increasing amount of time outside.

When we bring him back inside he cries and cries, "MEOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW! MEEEOOOWWWWOOOOWWWOOOOOWWWWWW!" He's quite the kitty yodeler.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Surprise for Me!

Just when you've finally accepted that it's never ever going to happen, decide to be content with what you have the way you have it, and as a final step delete all the pictures in your Houzz ideabook that are inspirational for what it was you originally wanted......

You come home to this!!!

Wednesday, November 14, 2012


Big news this week!


Boots felt the baby kick for the first time!

It was such a monumental event, to me, because everything I'd read said he wouldn't be able to feel it for at least another two weeks.  I was sitting on the couch, with my legs sort of folded up and I guess things started getting a little cramped in there because the kid went wild for a few minutes.  I think I was probably more excited than Boots was that he felt the baby.

My apps say that the baby is probably papaya-sized and weighs close to a pound.  Two more weeks until we go back to the doctor for another sonogram (or is it an ultrasound?  I don't know).

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Kitchen and Bathroom Floors!

As I promised Monday before last, I am finally back with an update to our kitchen and bathroom floor.

Check it out. 

  Wowza!  Every time I walk in there and turn on the light, I'm like, "Whoa!  I forgot you were here!"  Such a nice surprise for the absent-minded.

 The swag lights are still there, we haven't touched the ceiling or painted a lick on the walls yet.  We have no sink, there was a mix-up at Lowe's and it didn't get ordered when we originally ordered it.

*  Note to anyone that might order from Lowe's:  Pay for it!  They can't not order it if you throw money at them!  Even if they say you will pay for it when you pick it up, no!  Force them to take your money!  *

  Since that mistake, we have ordered the sink again and paid for it, it has arrived at the store but, the night we were supposed to pick it up was rainy and we didn't want to risk getting the cabinet wet so we're picking it up this afternoon after Boots' dentist appointment. 

  We do have a new, white throne btw.  Like The King, it does rock a little so we've got to pull it back up and reassess that situation to save ourselves any additional heartache down the road.  Apparently, a rocky toilet is indication of a possible party just waiting to happen.

  The tub is also white, after two coats of tub paint and four days of drying time.  The box recommended three, we gave it an extra day and still had problems.  It looks great from a distance but, up close it's not so pretty.  Bubbles and paint slippage and the like. 

  We tried the cheap route and it didn't work so I'm willing to pay somebody now.  We have an appointment with a professional who we hope will give us an estimate we can live with.  More on that later.

  Here are pictures Boots emailed me (I stayed at work the night he painted) of the painting the bathtub process.

  Not looking too hot, yet.

  This is after the second coat and it's looking much better.

  Moving on to the kitchen!

  Ignore the mess, just stare at the floor.

  I'm like a bug to the zapper, "Pretty......It's so pretty!"

  The kitchen comes alive with a floor!

  Check out the tops of the cabinets.  No more space!  This is how the tops of the cabinets were when we bought the house and although I'd never thought of doing that before, I liked it.  I'm not big on decorating or dusting so losing that space was no big deal to me.  In fact, closing all that in was a very big deal to me. 

  Here's a "Boots' Phone Photo" to show you what it looked like while he was still working out the "how is this going to work?" part.  Something involving crawling around the attic and lots of hammering. 

  Once he worked out the kinks the actual process went pretty fast.  Nail gun probably helped with that part. 

  Yay, Boots, for his creativity in getting 'er done!

  We bought everything from Lowe's.  The tile is Mesa Rust, we used gray-colored mortar, 1/4" spacers, the grout is mocha (I figured mistakes would be less noticeable with a grout nearly the same color as the tile), and we returned the grout sealer after getting a pro's opinion that it really doesn't work and is pointless unless you have light colored grout. 

  I just knew the haze remover was going to be a major player in getting the grout off the tiles but, I got tired of waiting the prescribed 72 hours and took a dry, clean towel and buffed it off.  Magic!  Cheap and fast too.  So the haze remover got returned as well.

  It was a happy accident how we matched up the vein in the two tiles above.  Sadly, they won't be seen very often because the refrigerator will go right on top of them.  Oh, well.  I'll know it's there. 

  See?  Right under the fridge.

  As far as the actual work of doing all this:

  Sunday night: I was on call, I stayed at work.  Boots painted the bathtub twice.  We met up at Lowe's for the last minute "we need this" scramble.

  Monday morning:  I left work and met Boots and my uncle at the house to get started.  They marked off the floor so we'd know where to start.  Mixed up the mortar, opened the first box and got started.  The first few tiles were a little nerve-wracking but, after we got settled into "this isn't so bad" we rocked right along.

  We rented a wet saw (life-saver!) from the local Ace and that was the best $35 we spent all week.  My uncle made all the cuts for us and we just laid it down until we took a break for lunch then came back and finished up the kitchen after eating.

  There was lots of grunting and sighing going on during the laying of the tiles.  Being 20 weeks pregnant and having a little extra in the middle makes all that getting up and down off the floor more difficult than you would think.  Or maybe you already thought of that and I didn't.

  This is my "Rachel's Getting Messy" outfit.  I like to wear it when I'm painting and such.

  Monday night we put up a little plywood fence to keep the critters off the floor and peeked over it every few minutes to admire our work.  I thought all the little orange spacers looked like little grave markers but, Boots said they were little orange Armageddon men.

  Tuesday morning:  I woke Boots up at 5 AM and we went to work demolishing the blue bathroom.

  (Boots said he'd been waiting two years to get rid of that blue toilet and blue sink.)  We started throwing stuff (toilet, sink, cabinet, wallpaper) out the front door at 6:05 AM and I was sure the cops would show up at any minute to write us a noise violation.  Luckily for us, our neighbors either didn't care or were sleeping soundly.  Boots laid the tile in the bathroom (too small a space for both of us to work) and I got busy grouting the kitchen with my uncle.  Let me just say this: grouting is no picnic.  I'd rather lay tile in the whole house than to grout.  Zero fun.  After lunch, we cleaned up and declared the project mostly done.  Boots and I took a break from working Tuesday afternoon/night and ate a pizza in the park for a nice change of scenery.

  Wednesday:  I buffed the kitchen floor with a dry, clean towel and was pretty proud of myself for being so ingenious and getting the haze off the tiles.  Boots put up the tops of the cabinets and we went to another dentist appointment.

  Thursday:  Boots mixed me up some grout and I grouted the bathroom floor and regrouted a few low spots in the kitchen.

  Later than night we took our inaugural shower in the painted tub and decided maybe we should hire somebody to do it professionally.

  I'm so glad this project is over.  It wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been but, I'm still glad it's over.  Having a floor is nice, very nice.  Now I can add "laying tile" to my resume.