Friday, November 18, 2005

Topless Friday

Today is Topless Friday.

I have decided to include this picture for your viewing pleasure. I tried to insert it, but freaking blogger hates me. I tried to make it a link, but freaking blogger hates me. Unfortunately you will have to copy & paste it and hit enter - you know, do it the old fashioned way.

You may all make fun of me for having Marky Mark on my laminated list of hotties, but this is the reason why my obsession with him started. Ladies (and any of my gays out there), please enjoy:

http://www.davidtoc.com/ck/ckad.cfm?Ad_ID=31

Friday, November 11, 2005

Hamburger Helper

So last night for dinner my hubby made Hamburger Helper. I cannot remember the last time I had Hamburger Helper! It got me to thinking about my childhood. Remember that slogan:

"Hamburger Helper Helped Her Hamburger Help Her... Make A Great Meal!"

There were so many catchy jingles from when we were kids. Which ones do you remember? It doesn't even have to be a song. It can be a catch phrase like:

"Ancient Chinese Secret, Huh?"

"Ring Around the Collar!"

"Where's the Beef?"

Come on. Wax nostalgic with me!

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

"It was a complete and total Barf-O-Rama"

So last night I put the baby down in his bed. As I was walking out of the room, I heard an all too familiar gurgling sound. And then it happened. He puked EVERYWHERE.

We had lasagna for dinner, and there was Ricotta cheese coming out of his nose. It was so gross. And stinky!

He kept reaching up for me from his crib, wanting me to pick him up. But I had to wash him off first. I yelled to my husband to get a washcloth so I could wipe off his face since Boo Boo had vomited. My husband, always a pillar of strength in a crisis, comes running into the bedroom with a roll of toilet paper.

After I talked him down, he finally got me a soapy washcloth and I undressed the baby and gave him a "bath." I was suctioning out cheese from his nose for the next 20 or so minutes. That was sooooooo much fun.

Anywho, after we stripped the crib, threw everything into the washing machine, and remade the bed, I was nervous to leave Boo Boo alone in his room for fear that he would hurl again. I stayed with him for a while. The minute I put him back in his crib, he rolled over and fell asleep. After about 30 minutes, I went into our bedroom and continued to watch the baby on our new video monitor.

I know my husband thought I was crazy for recently buying the video monitor (with night vision!), but to me it was the best investment I ever made. You can't put a price on piece of mind. But $79.00 works for me! Watching the baby sleep may seem a bit voyeuristic or somewhat overkill, but I have to say that it made me feel so much better to know that he wasn't choking to death in his sleep.

Plus, when he gets older, I'm TOTALLY keeping it in the basement when he has co-ed parties. I think I'll hide it on the mantle ala "Meet the Parents."

No, no. I'm kidding. I really don't think I'll WANT to know what REALLY happens. I was a teenager once. I think my mom would have had multiple strokes if she ever truly saw me in action.

Anywho, that was my evening. I could have been at the Bon Jovi concert. But nooooooooo....