Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Austin and I have been sick for about the last week or so, which stinks to catch a cold in the middle of summer. But we're feeling better now, still kind of sound yucky though.
I think diet pill companies have it all wrong...they always try and suppress your appetite to help you lose weight, whereas I think they should be making it so you can't taste food. I have literally been forcing myself to eat because what's the point if you can't taste it. If I didn't start to get light headed I am pretty sure I wouldn't have eaten anything for the last 5 days. Poor little Austin will take a bite of something and then pull it out of her mouth, examine it, put it back in and finish chewing. I can almost read her little mind thinking "I could have sworn blueberries tasted like SOMETHING yesterday, and now NOTHING?!?!".
It's been hot here which isn't bad, but when you don't have air conditioning, upstairs (where my office happens to be) gets pretty darn hot. Most afternoons I can't even sit up here, I try and take care of my work in the mornings/evenings just so I don't have to sit and sweat.
Do you ever wonder if your niceness is mistaken for weakness? I wonder this quite a bit at work. I was on a call with another team the other day and was speaking to what was supposed to be their expert and the whole time I was shaking my head thinking to myself this guy is an idiot and has no idea what he is talking about. But instead of speaking up and drilling back at him to get the answers that I needed to make the project work, I placated him with niceties until I finally got the right information. So in my mind I kept everything on a nice level and he still felt like he knew what he was doing but does that make me seem weak to those people that were listening to the call. I guess at the end of the day I hate being mean so it doesn't really matter if my niceness is misconstrued.
Austin went in for her 1 year check-up. She is still in the bottom 3% for weight in her age group and I was talking to the doctor about it, asking her if she was sure that she was growing ok and everything. Because a lot of people seem to ask what percentages your child is in and I always feel bad saying...hmmm...close to midget, and more like skinny midget. So I was venting to my pediatrician who then said well you tell them that she is in the top 99% for the healthiest babies I see, between her physical nature and her disposition she is just about perfect. :-) Which totally made my day because while I like our doctor I don't think she is an overly nice person or anything so I don't think she was just saying that to make me feel better.
Friday, June 11, 2010
I was in traffic court yesterday for my speeding ticket. Do you ever just look around and think to yourself, I don't belong here. I was the only person dressed up. Since when does going to court not require you to brush your hair and put on something nice? And all of the people in front of me when they got up to enter in a guilty or not guilty plea were first told "and in this instance we have decided to wave jail time.". Ok you had the potential of going to jail yet you felt no need to get ready. I looked around as everyone sat there in their pajamas making smart ass comments. Apparently the rest of the traffic violators in the Springs aren't near as scared of sitting in a 8x8 cell as I am. You know the old saying you get more bees with honey than vinegar. Well yesterday proved as a perfect case in point.
- I managed to show up to the wrong court house, which made it so that I was 30 minutes late to the right one.
- I didn't have my driver's license with me...in traffic court, I don't even know how you do that?!?!
- I was going 11 miles an hour over the speed limit.
- I didn't have my insurance card with me.
- I had to clear up a ticket for blocking Jeremy and Laura's driveway on during Territory Days (turns out that's illegal even when you know the people that live there).
All of this and I walked out with a ticket reduced down to an unobstructed window, not even sure what that is but it's a 0 point ticket with no additional fines. And a $10 parking warning rather than a ticket. Oh yeah and the judge said they were reducing the ticket so much because...wait for it...I am an "excellent" driver. Or maybe she said "I had an excellent driving record", either way, I know I am an excellent driver. :-)
Seriously though, when I was paying the fines on the way out...I asked the lady accepting my payment how her day was going, and she stopped and looked at me like I was speaking Greek. All I thought to myself was "is no one nice to you?". She's not the one who broke the law, or wrote you the ticket, or passed the judgment. She is just the lady taking credit cards and checks at the end of the hallway. Instantly she was nice and smiley which helped immensely when I couldn't produce my driver's license IN TRAFFIC COURT! Ahhh Crystal, it's amazing you make it through some days with your head still attached.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Tadd telling her something about her cake, obviously very intriguing.
She is standing in her high chair just trying her hardest to get to that cake.
Aunt J and her hanging out before the party started.
She wanted to play with her sandles rather than wear them.
Uncle Tadd's first time holding her. His rule is the same as mine "when they can say Oww I will hold them". Austin and I have been praticing and her second word was "Owww", right behind Daddy of course.
Look at this pile of presents. Notice the second outfit, the first one was distroyed by the cake. Thank you to everyone that made this GIANT pile possible. :-)