Starting Now.

I am done with cookies and candies. I may partake in a piece of chocolate now and again because I may just overload myself if I am too strict. BUT I can most certainly avoid the things that are easily stuffed down my gullet. No more cookies.

A Christmas Surprise!

Eric and I got a Wii Fit for Christmas from our moms! Oh happy day! I was completely surprised. I am giddy as a school girl! Or, I was giddy until the damn thing announced in big fat letters "OBESE" to everyone in the room. I realize that my BMI and weight are in the obese category but gah! So along with the the fitness video game I am going to try to bring a healthy lunch to work everyday in my new Zojirushi Mr. Bento Stainless Steel lined Lunch Jar. My lunches will have to be made the night before. My hopes are to not pass out at 8pm with the baby and actually get my shit together. One half hour to play my Wii Fit and make my lunch shouldn't be too much to hope for.

Baby's First Christmas

Here is the cutest shot of Alexander opening his gifts at (Great?) Uncle Jimmy's house! Alex had several days of gifts to open. He loves them all!

Alexander's new hat

I made a hat with the most wonderful yarn ever! Shannon gave me some yarn and oh boy am I hooked! I will never again go to Michaels or AC Moore for yarn. Never ever! Me and my cheapness are going to be overruled by just fabulous stuff to work with! I am so glad that he finally has a winter hat... Its been killing me to use his hood only - it falls off and it way to tight to snap. And I realize how interesting that must be to everyone!

Thanksgiving!

For Thanksgiving we gave Alexander sweet potatoes and he couldn't get enough of them!

Oh bittersweet day!

After the merger of Sirius and XM radio both classic hip-hop stations were canceled! Oh happy dagger! I miss my backspin! What other channel will play Heavy D and the Boys? Where can I hear Positive K's I got a man?! Ugh!

My BoBo!

This little sucker is just too much.

She's back!

Alright... looks like the Borman (sans :( Petrillo) Brews are back! Today Eric and I are brewing an Ale Mead and a Honey Porter. Now these might very well completely suck because the ingredients were purchased pre-Alex. But whatever, it'll be fine for us! Now I think I need to buy another carboy! KP - You are missed!

Hopefully another day in the park..

Let's hope that today gets warmer. I want to take the baby to the park again. It was so beautiful!

Baby Alex

On the way to work...

Sweetness

Baby Alexander

Baby Talk

A friend of mine suggested I look up the Five Sounds a baby makes. I will try it out to see if it works... I bet most mothers already know some of the sounds but were never able to write it out for others to see.

Am I a dork?

x365.org looks interesting, and I might try it.

GDiaper

Here is a shot of my little baby wearing the eco-friendly gdiaper. It seems to work nicely but Eric is completely freaked out by the whole thing... Poop on the loose is not easy to deal with. A down side to the diaper is that yesterday when changing him we noticed that he was RED where the diaper was. Now I don't think it was diaper rash - perhaps he was just hot? Perhaps it was the orange dye? I don't know but we put a bunch of A&D on him and stuck him in a disposable.

He is nearly out of the small gdiapers. I am not sure if I should get just the large? Or a medium? Is it realistic? Will I be the only one to use them? Will I use them once I go back to work? These are a few good questions that I am not sure making a huge purchase will answer. These gdiapers are nearly twenty bucks a pop. Ugh.

On a happier note, I think the baby blues might be gone finally. I am not going to deny having them and I am thankful that my fears of having a full postpartum attack have not been realized. And while I am typing this my baby is sleeping in a snuggley carrier that I am wearing and the music is blaring from my computer! I am so glad that I don't have to be quiet for baby to sleep.

Please note that the damn diaper is on backwards... what a pain in the ass it will be to put it on the "correct" way!

Alexander

I am learning to type all over again. I have one hand and one eye free from the baby sometimes... the rest of the times I have no hands. I am still pretty sore from the whole giving birth thing. On the other hand, I am pretty okay with the whole breast feeding thing. I have to admit that I am using nipple shields. I have tried to not use them and he just gets frustrated so we go back to using them. If that is what it takes to get him to have breast milk then that is what it takes. I will deal with having to clean the damn things all the freaking time.

I realize that nipple shields are not the most interesting thing to most people in this universe but let me tell you - they are lifesavers! Alright. Baby Alex just fell asleep at the boob and now its time for me to get an hour of shuteye as well.

Baby Alexander

LOVE. Now its time for me to try to get some sleep too!

Hugs

Aren't those little bastard kittens just too cute? Now is the time when I should be sleeping, watching movies, reading books, and just doing nothing... off I go..

Restless....

I am drained yet I have the desire to get rid of everything in this house. I don't use half the junk I have cluttering up my brain. Perhaps I want to move and don't want many boxes. Perhaps I am happier with less material things collecting dust. Perhaps I am crazy. Perhaps I am nesting. Any which way you put it I am too tired to really do anything about it...

Yesterday we had a scare. Our cute little cow looking cat managed to sneak her way out and some how landed in a tree and perched herself just out of reach from our porch roof. Eric had to go across town to get a ladder and grab her up. Poor little bastard!

Mooby sleeping under Cleo

This silly kitten doesn't seem to mind that Cleo is laying on her. They crack me up.

Addie at the Gala

Here is my self portrait at the Gala last night. I am thinking this photo was snagged at around midnight or so... I am 37 weeks pregnant and partying it up with the girls at work!

36.6 Weeks Pregnant Smiles

Alright. I am 37 weeks pregnant. If this child is born now it will not be considered pre-term but will be a full-term baby! On Tuesday I went to the doctor and she believes this baby will be around 7 pounds or so... not much bigger than that. I have started to pack a bag but haven't really had the energy to do it. I am tired again but not like the first trimester - all I did was work and then come home and get in bed.

It was really hot today, the first really hot day this year - thank goodness! I believe we are going to have a week of 90 degree days - I hope I have enough clothes to wear!!

Fuck you government.

Amazon.com is now required to charge sales tax for orders shipping to New York. Fuck. Fucker. Fuckity. That really pisses me off and now messes up all sorts of shit. Part of the fantastic-ness of Amazon.com was no tax... and Amazon prime to get "free" two day overnight shipping. My Amazon prime membership just renewed and now I am not sure if the $80 is worth it. I might discontinue ordering from Amazon because of this newly required tax charging bullshit. That just crushes me. What other websites will now be charging tax? This is how to stop spending you fucking government! I will have to buy my toilet paper at the fucking grocery store now - what a pain in the ass. This just fucked up my morning. Fuck.

Huge belly...

So my fabulous friends threw me a Jack and Jill baby shower. Boys, girls and beer! I of course didn't partake but I am glad that everyone else did! The food was fantastic and there were no frilly storks and chickadees.

We even had a little after party at the house and fried chicken and mac and cheese for breakfast! All in all it was just fantastic. The crib is set up. The sheet and blankets are washed. Most of the clothes and towels are clean too. The room is almost put together... just a few more finishing touches. Hopefully by next weekend we will be set!

Get ready for some cheese...

I wanted to sit in the recliner and play Mario Kart. The recliner is off to the side and messes up the game somewhat... so Eric moved it right in front of the tv for me. He then filled my glass, got my cell phone, threw a blanket on me and handed me the remote. He then started giggling and was running around the room in a crazy fashion. He found a book of matches and lit a bunch of candles around the room. He turned out the light and gave me a kiss and ran away.

I can't seem to get out of bed.

My co-workers and I have a big two days ahead of us. Ron White is scheduled for UPAC today and tomorrow. Both shows are sold out so that should be nice as far as worrying about shuffling in patrons but it is going to be a long day - er two days. Here I sit in my bed and I should be getting in the shower. I am just not ready to start this day... I may be late for work.

I just don't know what to do with myself...

Here I sit, staring at my computer screen and listening to my television. I don't know what website to visit... I am hungry but have no desire to get myself anything to eat. I know I should be enjoying this time alone because in just a few short weeks my time alone will end. When I start to think about everything I get a little overwhelmed. I should just shut this laptop and zone out to some mindless television show while I can...

Kitty & Puppy

Aren't they too cute?

Can't breathe.

After over five years and countless numbers of vacuums I finally succumbed to the Dyson . I just blew $450 at Target for the new dog/cat/people hair sucker, paper towels, dorritos and cheetos. Let me tell you that I had every intention of getting myself the Roomba 530. I got the last one and put it in my cart and continued down the aisle. Then I saw the mini compact fantastic Dyson Ball DC24. Then I thought, hmmm.... this is really cute and can fit nicely in my closet. Then my brain switched back to the Roomba - it will have to stay plugged in and will be waiting to clean and that will suck the electricity all the time. Then my brain continued - the Roomba will make countless passes along the floor, skipping and repeating sections. That could take hours. You can swoop through a room in five to ten minutes with the regular push 'em vacuums.

Now I might be having a heart attack because this damn thing sucks away several days of my salary but at the same time I am so happy to know that I can finally have a floor that makes me smile. Eric and I have had several $100 vacuums just take a shit after a year of use. Hopefully this one will last for a while.

On to a random thought - my baby is not going to play Grand Theft Auto until his is a teenager. Well, sixteen. Ha! I don't plan on being a mother that has no idea what the damn kid is doing and let my tell you I just played a bit of the new GTA and it is seriously fucked up. Fun as shit but fucked up.

Just for the record...

I am completely petrified about giving birth. And in addition, I am freaked out about having postpartum depression. In happier news, it was nice to have a weekend off and even nicer to be able to bbq with a few good close friends.

Yesterday's Bank Robbery

The poor man who robbed the bank yesterday only got away with $2,000. The Pok Journal has photos of the day and explains everything! You would have had better luck with the lottery and wouldn't be in jail now...

Life and bombs

So thanks to my mother, I was able to DVR The Human Footprint on the National Geographic channel. Now some of the stuff was enlightening but most was just silly in my eyes. A trillon pints of milk? I drink from gallons and recycle them. I recycle most of the stuff I use... the diaper stuff was shocking but I have already bought gDiapers - which are way too cute by the way! And, I don't use hair gel so I won't be throwing that out... I guess the stats they used are just the averages for the typical US human. I guess I am happy to say I don't want to be typical.

Now on to more interesting things. Mr. Thompson was scheduled to perform tonight at the Bardavon but his gig was postponed because he was bite by a scorpion while on vacation in Mexico. So KP is staying late to let the few stragglers know that he won't be performing tonight, but rather will be rocking out on October 23rd. I guess its a good thing that the show is rescheduled because there is a bank robbing / bombing happening in the building next door. I can see all the cops and they just brought in police dogs.

Tuesday Should Have Been Jinxday

Wow. What a freaking week and its only Thursday. I cannot even explain what the freakiness was all about Tuesday. Everything seemed fine and dandy on the way to work. Hell, I even got good news that Katie was going to come in to help with the load of shit that was piled on this week. I say hello to everyone that has already been there for a bit because there is a show at 10am. I sit down at my desk and try to turn on my computer. There is a horrible circle of hell that brings me through safe mode, yada yada mode, and NOTHING WORKS. Its just the same hell-ish cycle. Okay... I can use KP's computer but she sort of needs it too. I try to print my time sheet but the printer doesn't seem to answer anymore... Busted thing number two?

Okay... so I let reported my fun computer deal to the appropriate parties. I figure I could get a jump start on the 180 item mailing that needed to go out thaat day. I test two copies to see if I really know how to make the copier sort. Perfect... good to go and make the other 178. I fiddle around upstairs waiting for my copies. I finally grab them and they are BLANK.

I go to the bank to get change and return to the box office to tell everyone of the great blank news. No worries, Katie will take care of it when she gets in. Alright. I sit at KP's computer to open the box and her phone only works half the time and the first call I get is an asshole that wants to give the least and get the most. Then I jam the ticket printer. Yep, that was the second printer that told me to fuck off.

Now I have to move to the last dummy ticketmaster only terminal. I have to answer the phone at my desk because sometimes KP's phone cuts out. I am in complete freak out mode as of now. KP finished letting in the first show and comes to my rescue. She fixes the ticket printer so I can move back to her desk. Blah Blah some crazy calls and customers continue for the afternoon. There is another show and Katie arrives to make the copies and stuff the envelopes.

And we still haven't done anything about the Richard Thompson show because we still don't have any answers. We are able to take care of the 150+ Richard Thompson letters yesterday by some insane miracle, could have been Maria. Anyway... back to Tuesday's hellish events. Okay so five o'clock finally hits and Katie walks out with me. I call my mother who is hanging out with my puppy and kittens. She tells me to stop at the store if I need to she is in no hurry to leave my house (it rocks!).

I wasn't going to stop but I figured we could always use another half gallon of milk. I sort of want some strawberries and as a pregnant lady that sort of could turn into a real NEED. And I have to pee anyway. I get milk, strawberries, kitten food, and frozen pizzas for Eric this weekend. I get to the car and run my toe over with the mini-cart. OUCH. I get into my car and turn the key. NOTHING. nothing. NOTHING!!! What the hell. Its been a really long fucking day and I can't get my car to start.

I call my mom and ask her to get me. I call Eric, who is in Washingtonville, and beg for something. I call Mary to waste time while I wait for my mom. I call Julie, she is at work. I call Kathy & Katie to tell them of my continued fucked up day. I call Jesi to see how she is because its been a fucking year since I have talked to her. I sit in my car doing nothing but knowing my milk is not in the fridge and its finally 65 degrees outside.

I get home and start bringing in the laundry before the dew hits it. Eric walks in the front door and I cry. I have tried to not be the crazy crying prego but what the fuck!? This was the day from hell. Three minutes later George arrives. George and Eric head out to Hannaford where my car sits. After peeing again and changing my shoes I follow in Eric's truck. The boys try to jump my car. Nothing. (I had power, I could have listened to the radio, I rolled the windows down and up.) George then grabs a hammer and crawls under the car. After a whack or two Eric starts the car with no problem. FINALLY, a good thing - sort of. The jeep started but it might not start next time. I need a new starter and thank George, he will be putting in a new one for me today.

Tuesday continues: So after much drama, my mother drops me off at my grandparents house around 8:30pm to obtain a car for Wednesday. This 6.5 month prego doesn't want to risk taking the jeep again. I tell my grandparents about the day I have had and my grandpa insists I take his car because it will be easier for me to get in and out of. I get back home close to 9pm and start to make dinner. FOOD.

While cooking I text Katie & KP to let them know I have a car. KP calls the house and Eric starts yelling. He was just about to hop in the shower and realized that there was a floating mini kitty turd. The perfect end to the perfect day. My husband - buck naked - yelling for help to get the mini kitty turd floating around in his hot shower.

Green or not be be Green?

What is with all the books you can purchase about raising a "green" baby? Okay, I realize that everyone needs to make a buck. And I also realize that I have not put forth an extensive amount of time searching for information on this topic. But seriously, why would I buy a book made of paper about being "green"? In my eyes, its sort of like the whole jumbo shrimp thing. Maybe I will turn baby Borman's blog into a resource for raising a emerald baby. I have already purchased two starter kits of gDiapers. I also picked up an omop and really love it. Its sort of like a swiffer, but has a really neat washable pad on the bottom and the cleaner is easy to use... just squirt and mop! No more buckets of dirty water. No more getting on my hands and knees and using paper towels and spray. No more clorox wipes on the floor for the dog and my bare feet to walk all over.

Tag. I am it!

I've been tagged by Stephanie.

1. Link back to the person who tagged you.

2. Post these rules on your blog.

3. Share six unimportant things about yourself.

4. Tag six random people at the end of your entry

UNIMPORTANT THING NUMBER ONE ABOUT ADDIE: I really, really need some new work shoes. Like, desperately. I'm kind of embarrassed to show up to work in the shoes I wear every day. (Actually, I don't show up to work in them because I keep them in my desk drawer like most other office-dwelling women I know, but you get my point.) But I'm procrastinating buying a new pair because it just seems like so much money to plunk down about $100 (to get a comfy yet stylish pair) on ONE thing... even though I wear them 5 out of 7 days of the week. (<--- that was all Stephanie and I will add to it.) AND I am pregnant and already have the exact pair I love right now but they are too new and tight and I can't wear them and have no desire to go searching for a pair of pregnant shoes.

UNIMPORTANT THING NUMBER TWO ABOUT ADDIE: I hate sleeping with a top sheet on the bed. Duvet/comforter only for me. Sheets are EVIL. You will not be able to convince me otherwise. <---- All Stephanie... its getting weird. Top sheets bunch up and fall off and are a pain in the ass. Unless its summer, in that case all I use is a top sheet.

UNIMPORTANT THING NUMBER THREE ABOUT ADDIE: I would love to go to grad school but will not right now because I still have to pay off school loans. In addition to the lack of funds, I have no idea what the hell I would study! My college degree was obtained for me - not for a career... I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.

UNIMPORTANT THING NUMBER FOUR ABOUT ADDIE: I love to crochet and to knit but haven't really done much of that lately... maybe because I was really tired for the first 3 or 4 months of my pregnancy and I just haven't gotten around to it again.

UNIMPORTANT THING NUMBER FIVE ABOUT ADDIE: I have a problem with books. I start twelve of them at once and rarely finish all of them in any sort of timely manner.

UNIMPORTANT THING NUMBER SIX ABOUT ADDIE: I brew my own beer and I fucking love it.

1. KP of Kathleenpetrillo.com
2. Colleen of Furboa Jerboa
3. Mary of Mycrack/mary
4. Julie of crack
5. Jesi of Doll Face Punk.
6. Katie of No Good Ba

Honey and the kitty

Its almost spring! Jesi and I were able to take a walk outside today and not freeze our thighs off. We were also able to bottle our Black Ale and Chocolate Stout. Now we need to order more! Eric definitely wants to brew outside using a burner, instead of doing it in our new kitchen. Let me just say that I am willing to brew any time, any place. Austin Homebrew has a flat $6.99 shipping fee!

Hello!

The kittens are getting mobile. This is going to be fun! And for some damn reason we seem to be totally willing to keep all of the bastards. I know, I know... Mary you definitely get one. I know, I know... I hate cats and have adverse nasal responses to them. But these stupid kittens are so damn adorable. I could sit for hours and just watch them fall over each other and slip on the bathroom floor. Who needs tv? This is real life.

Eric and I visited my grandparents on Easter. I feel for my grandfather and grandmother. She endured a difficult life while he drank. Now he is enduring her in her poor health and old age. They must have had some happy times at some point? Either way, it gives me something to work for with Eric. Although, I don't think "work for" is exactly the correct way to put it. Yes, you do need to "work" at a relationship - but in my eyes, its not really "work." It is all about fucking communication. Bitch at each other. Make fun of each other. Laugh at and with each other. Care for each other. And most importantly, talk to each other. Everything else should fall into place. Don't be a fucking martyr and and bottle it up. Speak! These rules apply to all relationships, damnit.

I am fucking pregnant! It is really starting to show and freak me out. I need to get health care for baby Alex. I need to pack my bags for the hospital. I need to fill out paperwork for the hospital. I need to take a Lamaze class. I need to stop eating ice cream.

G!

I am so excited! I think I found the best thing in the universe. It solves all my problems with the universe! Thanks to KP for the Parents magazine subscription or I might not have found it. Its the G Diaper! Yes. The G! It will satisfy my need to not use those plastic diapers that take 500 years to bio-degrade. It will satisfy Eric's need to not have to deal with cloth diapers. I really think it could work! I might just buy the starter kit now...

Bratty little kittens...

Alright... so the little ratty kitten things are able to lift themselves up on all fours. Any moment now and they will be running around the room. The have some sort of cold type thing. We have meds to give them and all sorts of fun stuff! Thank goodness for the damn holiday this weekend, I need a break.

Little Actions...

So I finally got Jen's updated information for her site, Jennuinehairdesigns.com. There are a few things that need to be tweaked but for the most part its all up and running, er, webbing.

I found the mystery charge at work for a woman who gave us her mother's first name and we misspelled the last name. That was a fun time because the woman just kept calling and it was during the "hell week" we all loved so much.

The kittens are finally starting to open their eyes. Those cute little asshole bastards.

The most important little action this week is my baby. He has been kicking up a storm in my belly ever since the Indian food. He was definitely moving before that but now he is just rambunctious. For the first time last night Eric finally felt one of his kicks. He also started talking to him to encourage more movement.

What a crazy week...

I drilled a famous Mr. Sadler about the address on his id not matching the address on his ticket order. I also met BB King's drummer by some crazy chance - he got to see the fun part of Pok when a naked man sitting on a bench was taken away by the police.

Six day old kittens

Wow. This has been a crazy week. Here are the kittens almost a week old. They should open their eyes within a week. I really hate cats but I am finding myself really loving these little bastards. I could sit for hours and watch them wiggling around.

This is one crazy week. We have thirteen shows in seven days? Or something like that? Then another show two days after that... It rained today and I wore my new birk sandals. I shaved my legs and did a shotty job of it too... I am tired. I need to take a break.

Three new editions.

After spitting the first one out before 2pm and then waiting about an hour for the second one, Mama cat relaxed for a while. Then around 10pm the third little kitty... the cow looking one arrived. Awww.... fucking stupid asshole cats.

KITTENS!

Our pregnant stray cat is having kittens right now. Let it be known that I am not a cat lover and in fact I sort of hate cats. Cats are assholes. I love dogs. I love my dog. She is my angel. She is an angel with that stupid asshole cat. Eric fell in love with this stupid stray cat and some how he managed to convince me to let it in the house. I think what might have been the final blow is when that poor cat was in heat there were at least eight other cats trying to get with this asshole cat.

Well she has had two kittens so far... which might be it because this is probably her first litter. I can't wait to go home!

Pop those kittens out already!

The stray cat that Eric adopted is pregnant. It feels like she has been pregnant longer than me - an exaggeration of course. But when the hell is this kitten birth going to happen?! I realize that the likelihood of me being home for the event is rather low but it would be awesome if happy occasion does not occur during 8am - 6pm.

I didn't have to work today and Eric took my jeep thus forcing me to stay home. I really needed a day to do nothing and go nowhere. But I somehow did a lot of things. I finished the scarf I made for Mary that matches the baby blanket I made. I did two loads of laundry. I cleaned out my desk. I cleaned out some more of the baby's room. I watched several episodes of Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. I played Call of Duty 4 with the boys. I relaxed. I cooked dinner.

Now I am going to continue to watch some exotic meals being eaten - for example Ghana looks like a really cool place to go! This baby of mine has been kicking up a storm a lot lately.

Black Ale & Chocolate Stout

Alright, in an attempt to be more organized I am going to blog today. We brewed a Black Ale and a Chocolate Stout. Yum. We started around noon and were done before 5pm. Crazy! After over a year of brewing we learned that we can make a super concentrated wort and add more water once we put it in the car boy. This cuts down on time it takes to boil the wort. KP made a wort chiller out of copper pipe and tubes - we cooled that wort down in less than twenty minutes! Holy Shit! Thats a crazy record! Hell... we did two batches in one day. I think I am going to order another kit tomorrow once the hinged bottles are in stock. Yeah, I should by paying for my taxes but beer is way more fun.

My feet and baby blanket

I brought a camera to work last Sunday. I only brought it out once but you can at least peek into the world of the box office. These photos were taken during the calm before the storm that was a sell out of "Lyle Hovett" during which the true wise ass appeared. A patron asked when the show would be starting and I replied "7:02". I also told someone that his seats 101 & 103 were not together and that 102 would be seated in between them.

This baby blanket is now complete. I added a blue/brown border. I am super excited that I completed it in less than a week. Now onto another project, or maybe some Super Mario Galaxy.

Coffee and Snow!

Alright, the way it looks out my window right now - I am going to have a snow day! An actual day of not leaving my house and getting snow dumped on us. I have been thinking about the last time I had an "official" snowy day that I could call a SNOW DAY. The last time might have been in high school. I never missed a class in college due to weather at SUNY Orange or at MSMC. When I worked at ETC, I was the dork in at 6:45am getting ready to answer the slew of calls from the entire United States about the (non)delivery of the Financial Times. Now at my wonderful loving fun job they told me to stay home last night because of the snow. Now I feel a little bit guilty about having the day off when others might not - but I know that I need to take advantage of the snowy day and the growing belly.

I plan on watching a movie, cleaning out more of the baby room, cleaning the bathroom, making jello, buying a coffee maker and a quilt, and bugging Eric once he gets home. Speaking of coffee makers, it seems as though ours took a shit. Yep. Clock works. Lights come on. Nothing happens. Now I am looking at a new Hamilton Beach coffee makers but at the same time I am hesitant. I truly loved the last HamBeach coffee maker we had but if it is going to just stop working one day five years later I will be unsure if I want another one. It has a removable water reservoir for easy fill up and easy cleaning. Thank goodness we had our trusty French Press so we still had the yummy nectar of the coffee gods. Anyone want to suggest a coffee pot? I will be ordering one today from Amazon.com so I can get it by Tuesday. (Brilliant feature that Amazon Prime and the "free" two day shipping...)

In all honesty, the coffee maker that I have had my eye on for a while is a bit more expensive and wasteful that I would like it to be. The Keurig one cup coffee maker seems awesome. I love the idea of no more coffee grinds to deal with and a quick and easy way to make a cup of coffee and a cup of tea in minutes. I don't love the waste it creates - you know those little pod dealies? I guess it is time for me to shop around and read customer reviews.

Gonna make some bread...

Alright, so its been at least 5 months since we brewed out last batch of beer. Let me remind you that it is a group effort. KP, Eric and myself all throw a hand in at brewing. While some of us scrub more bottles than others and some of us lift the wort into the sink more than others, it is a group effort. I have been hesitant to scrub bottles because I can't drink any! In fact, I think we will need more bottles for the batch we plan on brewing this Sunday. I realize we have time to get the bottles because I am sure we won't bottle for at least a month or so.

Hey, you are wondering, where do you get all that nifty brewing stuff? Well... I love organic beer but Austin Home Brew has a standard shipping that one cannot ignore. They also have a huge supply of all sorts of brew. I still have no desire to clean bottles but really wait to get some beer on deck. Yes I will be breast feeding and yes I will have a beer while I do it. I hear the brewer's yeast is good for breast milk production.

Winter Blues

I hope that I don't turn into the girl that can only talk about babies and pregnancy and storks and things. The topic has consumed me a little bit lately - yet I really am in the mood to hang out with friends at a summer time BBQ! Oh I am sick of these winter blues... I was so happy to run into Jen at the Newburgh Mall. I am done hibernating, Where is Spring!?

Sold out show.

We were completely sold out but some how had to deal with 100 comps... pain in the ass. More importantly, this morning Eric asked me to buy fake bacon. Yep. He said that he would like to taste something sort of like bacon since I haven't bought any in a really long time. It was adorable.

Baby Borman is a Boy!

My co-worker Donna has always known it was a boy. We went to the doctor on Friday and they confirmed the presence of a winkie!

I had watermelon. It was fantastic.

Mom playing golf

Isn't she just the best? Loving the golf on Valentine's Day. I spent the day with loved ones, not just my love. It was fantastic. My mom and I got errands done during the day, went to lunch and had time to play a game or two on the Wii.

For dinner we all ate Chinese food and had screaming debates about a cell phone and calling 911 when the person in the next room is getting chopped up into little pieces with a cleaver. Mary seemed to think that the guy trying to help the person getting chopped was stupid for not calling 911 on his cell phone right away. Which I guess could have avoided said rescuer from getting hacked. Ryan and I seemed to think that one might not have time to grab the phone and call - or did call but still got chopped.

It was a fun filled day of silliness.

Crocs, the other white meat.

I realize that Crocs are ugly. There is one gentleman who clearly has issues with the Croc. While I do see his point I can sleep well at night knowing that I would never drink Pabst Blue Ribbon.

Oh, yeah... Happy VD.

Craving.

I want watermelon.

Icky Weather.

What in the hell is wrong with Mother Nature? Why would you drop four inches of snow... then add an inch of ice then make it rain? We have piles of snow that is thick and heavy and soggy. We have puddles of water forming over the ice so there are tons of flooded streets. Hell, my parking spot had three inches of water covering it!

Thank goodness that driving in was not so horrible - but the roads were a wreck. I don't know how anyone could think otherwise...

What A Day...

Today was the member on sale day for Hairspray and while it was really busy we only sold a few tickets to the musical. My brain was so on top of things yesterday... but today? Today? Nada. My brain was on Mars or maybe at least Saturn. Hell... I think my brain could even have been up Uranus.

I would really love love love a snow day tomorrow. It will be the first day that the Bardavon closed on a weekday for weather and I wasn't already scheduled off. But given my luck as of lately, it will get twenty degrees warmer and it will rain buckets.

I finally opened an account with HVFCU and now I need to stop by to fill out a signature card to complete the process. And given that I am twenty weeks pregnant I should really start filling out paper work for the hospital and look into childbirth classes... ugh... do I really have to be there for that? Guys have all the luck... their crotches are stretched out and torn AND they can pee standing up.

Mountain Jam 2008

Alright, Mountain Jam is May 30 - June 1 this year. I will be eight months pregnant. I want to go. So, if I don't have to work and it doesn't rain and its not 100 degrees and I can get a ticket I want to waddle my prego-ass to the show. There are a bunch of "ifs" mixed in with this show. I realize that after the baby life does not end but - I can't remember the last show I went to and Eric is not going to want to take a little baby to a show. I am down as long as we get a hotel room and have a blanket and a sun shade and we sit in the back... well... in the back if its at the vibes. I don't think the Mountain Jam show is very baby friendly with that huge hill and all... damnit.

I just want to have some summer time fun! Damn you, Winter!

Thank Goodness for a Slow Day

It was really too cold this morning. I think I want to move to a warmer climate. I do love my friends and family in New York but the older I get the more I hate the winter. Don't get me wrong, I do love a good snow storm or two. I like the sort of snow that will keep you inside for the day and melt cleanly away from the roads by the next morning. Oh! And winter should only last about two months. Any cold snowy weather lasting longer than two months should go to hell.

We are finally going to brew another batch (or two) of beer. It will be the first of 2008. We haven't brewed anything since we heard we were prego. It is mostly because Eric wants to avoid that sort of thing while I want him to avoid that sort of thing... does my air-headed ramble make sense?

Speaking of being pregnant, I really need to get a few more prego shirts... and a pair of dressy black pants. Old Navy.com where are the bargains?!

Avoiding mycrack...

I have to admit that I miss having an online journal. I was just not happy with wordpress... hopefully my love with blogger can be re-kindled. I just like everything to be simple and most of these push-button publishing dealies are overwhelming over coded (in my eyes). I have been able to start cutting down the code.

After nearly four months of no energy, I finally have the desire to write about my life. Who knew that being pregnant could make you so tired? Who knew it could make me lose interest in knitting and crocheting? I truly want to but never seem to pick up the needles... Who knew it would make me want jello, grapes and green pears?

I also need to give a ton of credit to Eric - he has nearly stopped drinking. I asked him to stop with me for these long, er, short nine months. I just can't stand to be near drunk people when I am sober. I don't mind a drink or two or three but drunk people really piss me off. I have always felt this way which is one reason why I would sooner walk across town to the bar than offer to be the driver.

Who knew that this baby would eat my brain and make me such a scatter-brained air head? Who knew it would make me shave just one arm-pit several days ago?

Now I just need to decide if I want to add links to the side or the bottom... I think maybe the side... but then I will have to fiddle with the stylesheet... ack!

All quiet on the Western Front

One of my last weekends alone... I am feeling the baby a lot more lately. It was great fiddling around the house and on the net. Eric and I spent time together and apart all day long. It was snowy but it didn't mess up the roads... the perfect snow.

Push button whore.

I have switched away from wordpress and am back to blogger once again. I seem to be a push button publishing whore. Now I have to re-do all the archives once again...

check out Baby News.

Baby...

My scanner has been out of commission (of sorts) for a while now. I finally took a quick snapshot of my last sonogram. I was 12 weeks pregnant. On February 15, Eric and I will go back to see the baby once again! Hopefully he or she won’t be shy and let us take a peek.

Working on a little side project.

Happy 2008

Well I missed ringing in the new year because I was playing Lego Star Wars. I am a geek. On the positive side, I was able to enjoy fireworks on my back deck. Sometimes Walden is a pretty neat town; there were no announcements about the pyrotechnics but everyone in town could see them