Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I'm back!

Oh did I mention I was gone?
We spent Christmas week in BC! Had a lovely Christmas as usual. And I'm sure broke a visiting record! Other then short periods of sleep, no word of a lie, there was someone stopping by my parents house for a visit or us popping out for a visit every few hours or so seven days straight!
But that's what Christmas is all about! Oh and of course Dad performing a necessary cattle task while his children are there to suffer the repercussions. (But really what Father wouldn't when certain children still own a combined half of the herd from some long ago innocent little birthday gift... a heifer each! Some of us had a deep desire for brand name clothes and sold out right away... and others had their eye on long term investment... and for some reason one got a steer, I think as a child he wanted a boy as he was a boy... and that is why men get the bad rap of never using their brains, because they seldom do... or maybe he was just the least favorite child! wink wink That otta get Mom going!)
So while some people spend Boxing Day shopping... at Gooch Farms we like to spend it doing an outside family activity... ear tagging and weaning yearling calves. Really... What says Christmas more then spending those long winter holiday nights listening to cattle bawling right outside your bedroom window?!

But now we are back in snow covered (yeah!) Southern Alberta and back to work... for a short while anyhow! Clayton took charge and booked our winter trip... one week in Mexico on the Mayan Riviera! Not quite what I had envisioned us doing... but who knows, the pregnant me can be rather lazy... so maybe I'll prefer to do nothing else other then lay on a beach and get pampered all day! And Scott and Christine are coming with us... I think Clayton twisted their arms or used cheap threats... in such fear that he would end up spending his holiday listening to his pregnant wife scold him for drinking so much and making him get up early and go snorkeling, sight seeing and taking in all the tours... when all he really wanted to do was drink without guilt and lay on a beach all day and relax! So he's bringing along back up. Smart man! Chalk one up to men using their brains! Oh well if the men want to spend their days hung over on the beach... at least us girls can ditch their sorry asses! There's only one hitch to this plan... Christine is one of the very few ladies in the circle of friends who has somehow avoided the pregnancy virus... maybe she'll be laying on the beach sipping strawberry daiquiris with 'em!

Anyhow have a HAPPY NEW YEARS!

See you back on here sometime in 2009!!!

Friday, December 19, 2008

A, B, C, D, DD, E, F...

As you may have guessed... I went bra shopping... and expensive bra shopping at that!
You see I've been having some rather vain thoughts about what the poor girls are going to look like after four kids have got done with them! And I know... I know... there's not a whole lot going to help their post nursing appearance. (But anything has got to be better then the 3 year old lasenza bra I currently wear... everyday signal day.)
Also I actually picked up the Pregnancy Bible the other day and the page fell open right to the breast care section. And when that happens you kind of get the feeling that someone is trying to tell you something! So I read the section and then sat back in my chair ashamed of my current breast care!
So, on the next trip into town, I left the comfort of the mall and found a real bra store downtown. I explained my situation to the lady that greeted me and she ordered me directly into a dressing room and told me to strip.
So I did.
She entered, took one look at my extremely well used blue bra with little white flamingos on it and I'm sure made a silent pray to the breast care gods.
She was only in there for a moment and left muttering... no support, no support what-so-ever.
When she re-entered she held in her hand, what I can only describe as an old ladies bra... and a gigantic one to boot. "Now this might be a little big but give it a try and we'll go from there."
She left and I put the darn thing on. Surprisingly it fit... well it covered ever inch of my chest... but maybe that is how actual none animal decorated bras are suppose to fit?
She re-entered again. "Oh that fits quite nicely." She said as she snugged up the straps. "What do you think?"
"Well it feels like my boobs are way up under my chin and this cup size CANNOT be right... I'm a C cup."
She smiled at me and I swear she almost patted me on the head, "Honey that bra you had on was MUCH too small and your breasts are suppose to sit at your arm pit level."
She left and I honestly thought no way I am paying THAT ridiculous price for THAT old ladies bra.
And then I put my blue flamingo bra back on... and watched my boobs fall about 3 inches towards my waist and all I could think was at this rate even after one kid they'll be down to my belly button!
I was sold!
And I hope the girls are happy because it was the most expensive bra... well piece of clothing for that matter... I have ever bought! (OK that is a bit of an exaggeration... my wedding dress cost slightly more!)

And I have to laugh because I thought Clayton would have a fit when he saw the price tag on my newly acquired undergarment. Thankfully the price was written under the cup size on the tag...
Clayton's eye did almost pop out of his head but instead of what I was expecting he said...
"IS THIS THE CUP SIZE???" And then he did a happy dance.
"Oh honey all bras fit differently." I said as I grabbed the incriminating tag back from him.

But apparently size does matter because the next morning he rolled over in bed and before even rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, inquired...
"So how are my two Es doing this fine morning?!"

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

So who's YOUR Role Model?

So I got this forward via email the other day and I have to say it is amazing!
(Hopefully you haven't seen it yet... or it just won't be as cool!)
Sometimes you wonder how these things work... it's like they can read your brain!
Make sure to follow the instructions and use a calculator you math illiterate people... otherwise you won't be shocked and amazed such as you should be!


Try it without looking at answers

1) Pick your Favorite number between 1-9

2) Multiply by 3 then

3) Add 3, then again multiply by 3

4) You'll get a 2 or 3 digit number….

5) Add the digits together

Now Scroll down..............

Now with that number see who your ROLE MODEL is from the list below :

1. Einstein

2. Nelson Mandela

3. Maya Angelou

4. Tom Cruise

5. Bill Gates

6. Gandhi

7. Mother Teresa

8. Brad Pitt

9. Kimberly Hodgson

10. Barack Obama

I know....I just have that effect on people....one day you too can be like me.... :)

Believe it!

P.S. Stop picking different numbers. I am your idol, just deal with it!!!!

NOTE: The best part about this fun forward was: When I sent it to Clayton his role model was... Mother Teresa and he was all like ok... better than Brad Pitt I suppose... hey what's Kimberly's name doing on there! Apparently he can't do math... and niether can I... our poor poor future children!

Sunday, December 14, 2008

You know you're a Redneck when...

So I got around to decorating for Christmas... of course Clayton had to add his finishing touches!
It's a Redneck Christmas in Alberta!

Monday, December 8, 2008

Suggestions anyone?

So Clayton and I are thinking about going somewhere in January.
There's just one problem... we can't decide where!

I would prefer to go somewhere different like South America or Africa... but as we all know in my condition these might not be the safest of choices. And the only place overseas Clayton has an interest in going is France... to check out Normandy. But he doesn't want to go in the winter and well January is the best time to go with work and well that whole baby thing. Plus we are now limited to 2 weeks and if I'm going somewhere like that... I'd like some more time to see the place!

So it seems our choices are limited to somewhere more typical... like Hawaii or Mexico... damn.
And I have the whole hang up with going to an all inclusive...
And we keep trying to think and research other places... other touristy places it seems and I keep thinking what if they're all day package specials, busy busy and jam packed with other tourists... just like Mexico and we paid 3 times the price!

So I'm begging you for any suggestions you may have...
We need all the help we can get!
And time is running out...

Friday, December 5, 2008

Post 100!

Wow I started my blog at the end of 2006... and it took me this long to write 100 posts! I'm such a bad blogger I know. Let's see... that's a little over 4 posts a month... so on average I post once a week. Hey that's not too bad... right???
OK for all those bloggers out there who post at least something everyday... you're sick, addicted and need to get a life! And NO those previous comments are NOT because I am extremely JEALOUS that you have something interesting to post about every day... NO. NOT. AT. ALL. JEALOUS! ;)

So POST 100... I bet you're thinking... it's gotta be spectacular! If so... sorry to disappoint... I already posted this week... my interesting file is empty!

Wait! I have a quote Vanessa sent me via the email:
"Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So, if you give her any crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit."

Oh and while I'm copying and pasting here's an email I received at work the other day:


Corinna would like to treat, for Christmas lunch, her wonderful, hardworking, smart, skilled, fabulous staff and Kimberly.

What are your schedules like before Christmas??

It's great to feel special... I mean no one else got their name personally mentioned!
I read it to Clayton and he laughed and then his face got solemn and he said, "What if they REALLY do feel that way?"

I was like shut up Clayton, "If I'm not bugged, I'm not loved." RIGHT? They love me right? RIGHT??? ;)


Monday, December 1, 2008

Our lil' Cheeky Monkey!

On the weekend Clayton and I went up to Duchess to watch our nephew play hockey.
He's 4... absolutely adorable... and couldn't give a rat's ass about hockey!
He spent most of his time shuffle skating over to the stands waving at us... posing for my pictures... and talking to the coach on the other bench about his hiccups and sneezes!
He's a real social butterfly!
And the happiest little guy you could ever meet...

"Do you like hockey?" We asked him after the game.
"Oh yes," he said with the perma smile still on his face.
Then he noticed the concession...
"Mom look there's treats," he smiled.
"Go ask your Dad to buy you one," she said.
"Dad can I have a treat?" he smiled.
"Sure," and as they're walking to the till I hear his Dad say, "How would you like a banana?"
I thought... there's no way his Dad's gonna get away with that!
Then I hear a very enthusiastic "SURE!" come from my nephew.
No way! I think when they get to the front and he sees all the chips and chocolate bars... he won't be getting a banana!

For the first time in my life I WAS WRONG! ;)

There comes my nephew bounding back to us, banana in hand, so excited about his treat!
He runs up to me, "Look Auntie I got a banana cause I'm a Cheeky Monkey!!!"
I've never seen anyone so excited about a banana...

I hope his parents realize when my kids need some tried, tested and true parenting... I'll be sending them their way!