Good Going

I really need to redo my title page. Not only is our baby girl here now, she's been here for 3 months and, oh, just woke up. I really thought I had a chance at completing a post. Silly me.

Okay, well she's content to chew on her lovey and her fingers so I'm going to try to write as much as I can. I'm grateful to God for my baby's fingers. She finds them endlessly fascinating (and tasty, too) which has saved us a lot of money on toys at this age.

Don't you love my lame attempt to keep this thing updated? Really, it's completely ridiculous but here's the thing. I could write every day, I really could. But every day it would be about my kid and it would be a snore to most of you. Not, as I've said before, that I really do this blog only for you (the 5 people who read this). But poor writing bugs me, especially when it's coming from me and I noticed that when I would write every other day my writing started sounding monotonous and boring. Kinda like right now so...onward.

Yesterday was D's and my 3rd wedding anniversary. The day itself was nothing to write about since we celebrated on Tuesday. Tuesday, however, was fun. It was wonderful to fiddle with my hair, get mad at it, then fiddle with it again until every piece was in place. I also enjoyed spending approximately 15 minutes on my makeup, especially since most days I only apply a bit of powder and mascara. Rarely, even, on the powder since my goal is to, at the end of the day, climb into bed with the minimum amount of hassle necessary. Since Amelia has regressed in her sleeping habits, I try to catch every ounce of shut-eye I can squeeze in. Obviously if I'm going somewhere I make an effort. But, if I'm staying home I mostly just make sure I get a shower and look halfway decent so my husband doesn't come home to a frumpy dumpy wife.

Anyway, D got home and took me to dinner at The Melting Pot. His parents graciously offered to watch the baby for us while we were gone and my parents generously "contributed" to our anniversary dinner. Totally unexpected but very appreciated. The Melting Pot is having some Oktoberfest special so their "Big Night Out" is centered around German foods like sausages and pickles and mustards and, of course, cheese. I'd tell you more about it but I'm hungry and talking about it would just make me more hungry so I'll refrain. I have a couple of pictures, just of the two of us and not of us together because that would require the embarassing "Uh, waitress, could you get a picture of us together?" Not that it's that embarassing, we just happened to be satisfied with the individual shots. Since our baby girl came along pictures of ourselves have become significantly less important.

This is D's "no more pictures" face:


Well, tonight is Ladies Bible Class and my baby has now been fed and is laying on her playgym mat "talking" but it's more like "whining" since she's upset. So, more later...

Well, I'm back but now Blogger won't let me upload any pictures. The one of D is the only one I can upload right now so I'll have to write more later...trip to the pumpkin patch, my own recipe, and more coming.

Hey, it's an update!