Are You There? Or Are You Just A Decoy Dream?

This weekend was crazy busy, and pretty awesome. Except that today my niece, Cassidy, tested positive for H1N1... I am hoping I didn't get it when I saw her on Saturday... I can't believe she is twelve now.

Last night I had the cah-raziest dream, which sucked because I slept like shit, and this dream was intense so I felt like I didn't sleep at all.

Honestly, it was kind of retarded, but it still fucked with my head.

I just remember that I was with a bunch of people from high school, like Josh, Kelly, Sommie, Alana, Kristina, and a bunch of others. I think aliens invaded, or Earth was being occupied by aliens. This is kind of what made it seem a little stupid. The aliens looked like midget versions of this guy (well, this is as close of a likeness as I could find...):
They were about four feet tall and wearing sequined black jumpsuits...

Anyways, I don't know exactly what happened, but for some reason Kelly told them I did what ever it was and they cut off the tip of my right index finger. Then it was night time and we were all hiding, I think we were planning to overthrow the aliens... I don't know, it was jacked up and left me totally confused as to why the hell I am dreaming about my high school chums... Okay, what concerned me more was the aliens, and getting my fingertip (from the knuckle to the tip) cutoff... It was just weird, comical upon reflection, but still weird.

I am tired... Ever since getting the new comforter last week I long to be wrapped up in bed, all warm and snug... Obviously that is not ideal for, nor conducive to being a responsible adult... And it is amazing that I have been able to force myself out of bed in the morning. Maybe I have the occasional helpful nudge from Collin, but just as often he is advocating for me to stay in bed...

Last week we got the CD "Ocean Eyes" by Owl City, and I must say it is an awesome CD. We bought it because we were hooked on the song "Fireflies" so we figured we would give the CD a chance. The songs are hilariously funny ("Dental Care"), and just sound so different from a lot of what's out there right now.

Collin should be off work soon, and I miss his big goofy face. Which, as a matter of fact, will be much goofier come the first. He is participating in the Prostate Cancer Awareness thingy at work where he has to shave off all his facial hair (not his eyebrows... I was worried about that at first...) and then spend the month growing a mustache. He chose to grow a handlebar mustache, like this:
There will be daily photos on facebook, and myspace... Though they might only be uploaded every couple days. (and yes that was a picture of Hulk Hogan. He was the least creepish example google images came up with...)

It will be interesting...

I'll Be Your Guardian When All Is Crumbling

For your amusement, a series of text messages:

Me: Did u get my big orange balls?

Collin: lol yes

Me: I can't wait to gobble the balls...

Me: Let me know when u are laughing so hard u pee.

Collin: lmfao i almost fell out of my chair. (thank god he was at home...)

Me: im so excited to taste those big dusty orange balls, and have them melt in my mouth.

Collin: ok stop or you'll have to clean up the pee.

Me: lol ok. they would be even funnier if u have the phone read them out loud. (our phones can speak the text from notes and received text messages... it's insanely entertaining when you have a filthy mind like us...)

Now, can you guess what balls I am speaking of with such adoration?

It's really more innocent than you think... Just sounds horrible...

Today is Thursday. I hope that they find the missing boy in Colorado, and that he was just hiding in a treehouse down the street or something.... So scary.. We watched as the balloon landed in the field and then they found no one inside. My heart about stopped. He's probably just afraid of the trouble he'd be in...

Okay, I'm out.

Truly, The Leopard Can Change His Shorts.

I bet you are wondering where the hell I got that title? It's from a book I am reading called Thud! by Terry Prachett. It's interesting so far.

This weekend was fun (I guess you could call it fun...). Saturday I spent five hours going crazy and cleaning the house from top to bottom (as I do every season), and was utterly exhausted by the time I was done. I did it all, the windows, the floors, everything. It felt good once it was all done, but every inch of me ached from scrubbing and sweeping and wiping and dusting. Now I should be good with just the regular sweeping/mopping and vacuuming until about January or February.

Yesterday I picked Jordan up from Grandma Sharon's in West Salem at noon and took him home. I spent the afternoon with Jenn and the kids. Amanda is doing awesome! She is such a little ham. Jenn and I went to town. Then I played outside with Jordan for a while kicking his soccer ball back and forth, and then watched some ScoobyDoo with him. Going into town was a trip (I rarely go into LC anymore since Dad lives in Rose Lodge), we went to Bi-Mart and Safeway.

I never go to Bi-Mart in Salem, but the one in LC hasn't changed hardly at all since I was a kid. This caused me to have some crazy trip of a dream last night that was just too bizarre. All I clearly remember was that I was in Bi-Mart and I ran into this girl Samantha (who is the younger sister of an old friend), and we were like talking and stuff, and her dad was there (who used to hang out with my dad), and it was just weird. Both of those people I haven't seen in over five years. I don't even think I would recognize either of them if I saw them in the street (they both looked like they did when I was 18). It was a trip, it was one of those dreams that just feels so real, even after you wake up you think, "Hmmm. Maybe it did happen."

Tonight I am going to call Cassidy and see if she wants to accompany me to the pumpkin patch this weekend (provided it's not really nasty outside) and then get some lunch or something. I can't believe she'll be TWELVE on the 24th. That's the age I was when she was born!

I am getting pretty consistent about logging into facebook now... I don't know why it was so "difficult" for me to find the time before... Weird, right? So far I have had two friend requests that leave me pondering, this is mostly due to the fact I haven't seen or spoken to these people in years. On top of that, when I did speak to them it was in passing, but hey, it never hurts to have new old friends... Or would they be old new friends... No I think NEW old friends.... Whichever... I am extremely happy about some of the connections I have made with past friends, and I love the little suggestions they give based on mutual friends (like Myspace does I know). It's tempting to just start adding all the suggestions they give and maybe reconnect with half of the people who went to high school with me. There are definitely a few that I will avoid though, for various reasons.

Okay, I think I am starting to ramble, maybe I will continue rambling this evening... For now I am done.

It Was A Trick...

Nothing has changed, except my bitchin' new hair!!!

I am so in love with it, it verges on being wrong.

Work is still the same. Good and horrific.

Collin is still amazingly awesome.

I don't seem to have the time to post as much during the week, but I am working on it.

I am sure I have shit-ton of stuff to say, but, alas, I am at work and should be doing work stuff... I just realized it's a week into "Chucktober" (as per my calendar at home) and I haven't posted anything on here...

Back to my slave labor... oops, shit, I mean work...

I'm Making Brownies! And I Don't Mean In My Pants This Time!

What a crazy weekend... So glad to finally have my new niece here. Her birth took away a lot of the stress and anxiety I had been feeling (I was worried about when it would happen, how much work would I miss, etc.). I went back to my Dad's on Sunday and took more pictures, including Jordan getting to meet Amanda for the first time. It was precious. He was totally infatuated with her.
This was when he first got to hold her.
I absolutely LOVE this candid shot of the three of them. Jenn looked a million times better than right after she had Amanda.
And Amanda lets out such a big yawn!
She was getting hungry and fussy. Jordan started telling Jenn to feed her and was asking for her bottle. Jenn then had to remind Jordan how mommies feed babies...
Jordan started to rub her tummy to soothe her (Jenn didn't want to feed her in front of everyone; Dad, Joshua, Grandma Sharon, Grandpa Bob, Matt (Jenn's biological father), and Curtis (Matt's son, therefore Jenn's half brother)...)

I seriously made brownies. they smell so freaking good.... I wonder if they have cooled enough yet...

I Think About Life, and Oh How It Changes So Fast...

Welcome to the world, Amanda Marie!
She was born at 4:56pm September 25th, 2009 and weighed in at a healthy 7 lbs and 14 oz!

This is how it all went down, Jenn started having some mild contractions and at 3:30pm decided it was time to head to the Cynthia's. She called me at 3:49pm right after arriving a Cynthia's. I essentially dropped everything I was doing at work, ran to my truck, came to the house for my camera and then drove like a crazy person to Rose Lodge. As I pulled into the driveway at Cynthia's my clock read 4:57pm and as I get out of the truck and walk to the door I hear a baby crying. The thought that goes through my head is, "Wow, they must have two going on or something..." WRONG! As I walk toward the door, and in the entry way Bill comes out and says, "You just missed it." I go in the room, and sure enough, Jenn is lying there as they position her newborn daughter on her chest, and Jenn is still shaking. I was like, "Wow...."

This is what happened before I got there: Jenn, as I said, started having some mild contractions early afternoon. At 3:30 she decided it was time for Dad to take her and Bill to Cynthia's, where she then called me at 3:49 to let me know it was time (I told her before hanging up to keep the baby in until I got there, lol.). At 4:50 her water officially broke, and six minutes later at 4:56 Amanda Marie came screaming into the world. It was crazy fast.

I stayed over there with her until about 8:30ish and then headed home to Salem. I got some really cute pictures, the first ones are all blurry because I was afraid to use the flash (I didn't want to be the one to blind my niece!), but the midwives gave me the okay to use the flash on the later pictures after it got dark out. The picture at the top of this post is my favorite of Amanda, and the one below here is one of my favorites of Jenn and Amanda.
At this point Jenn was getting a little tired of me blinding her with the camera flash.

All the pics from yesterday are up on my MySpace, they are the first for the Fall 2009 album. What a great way to start Fall....

You Hog All Our Robots And Steal All Our Corpses!

This will be blunt and to the point, way too much to make a longer coherent thought.

Still no new baby niece. Jenn is due tomorrow (as she informed me yesterday... I thought she wasn't due until Thursday). Literally it could be anytime now... I (like Jenn) am getting impatient. Mom has been calling Jenn everyday, and if she can't get a hold of her she then calls me and asks me if I have talked to Jenn. Today she went beyond calling and showed up at my dad's. Jenn said Mom was rubbing her tummy and telling little girl to come out soon so she can see her. Jenn swears she felt her crawl back up into her ribs. LMAO!

Work is still work. One day it is tolerable, but more and more it is dreadful. And now Maury isn't on from noon to one (my lunch hour), it's on one to two. Instead, Jerry Springer is on during my lunch. It is a major help to my day, I figure as long as I CANNOT relate to the stories on Jerry my life isn't that bad... Ha. I have every hope work is and will be getting better... But who's to say?

I tried this new boxed dinner (I had a coupon and they had it at Wal Mart) Romano's Macaroni Grill: Chicken Marsala w/ Linguine. It was like making Hamburger Helper but tasted a million times better, and I served it over steamed broccoli, sooo freaking good.

I got the best news ever on Friday (which made it into a FABULOUS Friday), my K is coming back to Oregon!! I don't know how soon but I just know I almost started screaming and jumping up and down at work when she told me the news. I have missed her so freaking much and it will be so nice to have her back here.

I'm going to go chill... I am tired, and I pray Jenn doesn't go into labor in the middle of the night...