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Well, I finally wrestled Mrs. G into putting down a few items, we as old veteran parents need to go from pont A to point B in the child rearing area. We have now added a link for those of you that begged to shower Aidan James with gifts. It's under my wish list of course!
Well you were able to see Genuine Girl and all her talent. This is Genuine Boy doing his thing for the camera. He is not quite as talented, but definitely as cute.
I love the me love me too part! Makes me want kids even more now.
I could make a comment about future girls gone wild canadate but I wont! Biting my tonge hard
Congratulations to Hula Doula, she was my 3,000th comment on my site. Since we are related, and I didn't get any Belgian Chocolate, she doesn't get a damn present from me. Besides that, no wish list.
Speaking of wish lists, I finally got mine up. Go take a look. I'm trying to get Mrs. G to get a baby registry up. I think the only thing we have on the registry so far is a nanny. Blonde hair, mid twenties, with a nice rack. *smack* ow!!!!!
I so have chocolate for you you geek!!! Do you think your brother would have sent me home without the precious chocolate for his beautiful niece. (she gave him the puppy dog eyes when asking!!!)
At least Christmas/birthday's will be easier with your wish list!! WOO HOO!!
Is there a wish list for the Great Indoors?? HUM!! I could go crazy!
HAHAHA...very funny. Hey I'm in my early thirties...and just wait till next week and check out my rack then...You won't know what to do with yourself!!!!
comment by MrsG at 11:45 AM on 06.30.04
wow 3,000 cooments...thats alot...i wish i could get that much!!!
Okay, my curiosity is getting the better of me. How are you related to Hula? I know your also related to the zero boss right? Can I have a tour of your family tree?
YIpes. Do you need a sitter? I'll come pick them up and bring them back home if need be. May be a night for you and Mrs. G is in order before Baby G makes his appearance. (do it quick because I think she's nesting!!)
"Please right click and save target as (12MB)" and for you readers without fast service, it could take a while for it to download but its definitely worth the wait.
Aww how sweet! you and mrs. G sure made a cutie there! (:( wishing I had a lil girl now, oh wait, I have neices, never mind! lol)
P.S. any news on Dodger yet?
Thanks to all of the players that tried to stump me in the animated cartoon movie division, but as you can see, I have a large array to choose from in the DVD department. Did I mention they make great babysitters? The drive to Houston was somewhat shorter as a result of the DVD's as well.
I think I commented back too all of you. Yeah, I knew about Fritz the Cat, but it was a good guess. I was almost stumped on Iron Giant, and Alladin and a couple of others almost slipped under the radar. Here's our DVD library for the kids in the animated cartoon (redundant?) division:
Barbie as Rapunzel
All Dogs Go to Heaven 2
Dumbo
Anastasia
Tarzan and Jane
Ice Age
The Little Mermaid II
Brother Bear
101 Dalmatians II
Bedknobs and Broomsticks
Pocahotanas
Lilo & Stitch
Beauty and the Beast
Hercules
Finding Nemo
Thumbelina
Hunch Back of Notre Dame
The Land Before Time- The Great Longneck Migration
Shrek
Peter Pan
Toy Story 2
Toy Story
Atlantis-The Lost Empire
Sinbad- Legend of the Seven Seas
The Lion King
Peter Pan- Return to Neverland
Charlotte's Web 2
Monster's Inc.
The Tigeer Movie
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
Jungle Book 2
Spirit- Stallion of the Cimarron
Cinderella II- Dreams Come True
Atlantis- Milo's Return
Prince of Egypt
The Secret of NIHM 2
Dinosaur
The Lion King 1 1/2
The Emperor's New Groove
The Road to El Dorado
The Cat in the Hat
A Bug's Life
Bionicle- Mask of Light the Movie
Of course, these are just the DVD's I could find, that were not in the backyard, underneath the car seats and next to the jelly donut under the seat of the car. I did not want to get carpal tunnel (actually Mrs. G. typed the list) typing in the name of the VCR tapes as well. Bear in mind, this is just the animated movies, and does not include Bob the Builder, Bear in the Big Blue House and other children's shows. We could get into the other children's movies, like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, Willy Wonka and Chocolate Factory, The new Peter Pan movie, and the like. I could start my own dvd rental company.
we can open the nj branch of genuflix. i just updated the list and we stand at 268 (give or take a few) that includes everything though (even holiday flicks!)
My list is pretty intense as well, I am a huge fan of the old classics. I am looking for the original Cinderella, Rescuers. I have always been facinated by Song of the South. It is not sold in the US because of it's racial undertones. I didn't care, it is a classic and who can not learn Zip-a-dee-do-dah? I went to E-bay and found a version that was converted to VHS(they are sold overseas and even ILLEGAL in some countries) I bought it and watched it. I can honestly say that unless your children are taught what the undertone means... it is still history and my kids love it. Brer Rabbit, Brer Fox... and Uncle Remus. That is one movie that I hold dear. The undertones are no worse than Gone with the Wind. Best 50 dollars I ever spent. I also have Melody Time, Ichabod and Mr Toad, Mulan, Aladdin... good times
Hey! When did you come over and look through my entertainment center? I have all those movies and many many more! One that Demon keeps watching all the time is The Little Rascals....she can quote the lines and everything. LOL
Yzma: [squeaky voice] Looking for this?
[clutching her throat]
Yzma: Is that my voice?
[coughs]
Yzma: Is that *my* voice? Oh, well.
As I myself listened to my last post with the audblog thing, I had to laugh because this quote from Emporer's New Groove came into my head. Don't you just love the fact that I live my life through my children's animated movies.
What animated movie is your favorite? Try to stump me with a quote or a movie title. Betcha you can't!!
I'll list the movies out tonight that we have at our house! They are wonderful babysitters, and yes my son's mind is mush, but he can say all the lines now. If we could only find an animated potty traing dvd i would be set!
That's funny, I heard Jimmy Neutron about ten times before I ever saw it. It was playing in the back seat on a cross country trip and I finally saw it about the fourth day. It makes a lot more sense to have images to go with some of the lines.
"Welcome to downtown Coolsville! Population: us. "
"If we don't stand up for the kooks, who will? "
"There are two kinds of metal in this yard: scrap and art. If you gotta eat one of them, eat the scrap. uxm What you currently have -- IN YOUR MOUTH! -- is ART. "
"It's not a laser. It's a little light that blinks."
"One minute you're defending the whole galaxy, and, suddenly, you find yourself sucking down Darjeeling with Marie Antoinette"
"Okay, okay, I get the message! Enough already with the glowing and the smoke, people!"
lol. sorry i got carried away. we own a billion kids dvds. (the quotes are from 3 of our favorites.)
Okay...try again...Ben's got Lilo and Stitch, Monster's Inc., and Tarzan (he's got me on the swearing one). Oliquig's got Nemo...N's got Shrek...Michelle's got the Iron Giant and Toy Story...Katie's got Toy Story 2... now for quotes of my own...
>>>>>>>>>>>
Are you happy, magician?
I think so...men don't always know when they're happy...but I...I think so.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"sung" what a lovely little bride I'll make my dear I'll look divine...things are working out according to my ULTIMATE design...
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Pretend it's a seed But it's a rock... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
"sung" If only they'd look closer...would they see a poor boy, no siree...they'd find out there's so much more to me"
Just thought you guys would have fun with that! Later!
If you think you want to write for prizes, a competition is being held by Jay at The Zero Boss. Tomorrow is the kickoff, so make sure and stop in and read the rules, and tell him I sent ya! I don't get anything for the pimping, but it pisses him off that I'm cooler than he is......HA!
Of Dubious Value... Excerpt: ... but sometimes we do these things just because we can.
Genuine posted via audblog today, which reminded me that I have an audioblogger account, and that I am really not motivated to work right now.
Soooo.... take this! And this! Weblog: The Mommy Blog Tracked: June 29, 2004 05:56 PM
YOU JERK! I saw the audblog post and I thought "HOLY SHIT, SHE WENT INTO LABOR AND HE'S GOING TO TELL US ABOUT IT!"
I better not see another one of those until the big event, you hear me?
Great post! I read often,post rarely. Thanks to you and a few others I'm now blog addicted. I have my own , but no where near as interesting as yours. Keep up the good work.
You can do the audio blog thing for free at http://www.audioblogger.com/ No charge for unlimited audio posts. Just FYI. :o)
comment by Kim at 08:27 AM on 06.29.04
I knew she hadn't gone into labor (I thought at least) until I saw this auto blog thing! I though I missed out on knowing!!
You'll probably keep the post more updated rather than calling all the family so I'll just keep checking!! It's easier.
You sound great! looking forward to hearing a live report from the hallway outside of Mrs. G's delivery room... OUTSIDE! not inside... Good Luck Baby G, only a few more days...
Totally cool!!! It worked great... yeah, you're such a Geek and I mean that in the best possible way. :-) I can't believe Mrs G's due date is almost here! Hooray!!!
hee hee hee...AWESOME technology...now if I actually HAD a cell phone maybe I'd try it...you know, for the days I just can't get out of my bed when the servents are waiting on me LOL!
If you ever want to know what it's like to go to a party that gets out of hand, go over to Julie's place and see for yourself. You will have to wade through all the comments.
I really was not arrested while stripping in a thong while wearing a cop suit handcuffed to another woman. I'm just saying that for the record....sheesh!
I am still in a morning time zone somewhere! I have been remiss in posting my walkabout for today. Let's get started. For you new people, follow along and watch some of the old timers.
I am picking a newbie on my blog roll to start the day. Go now and see her.
I think I had been here before, because I recognized the picture of this lovely person. She talks about her new favorite TV show and I think she has quite the crush on Jennifer Beals. Not that I can blame her.
I then found a new site from her blog roll.
Apropos of my walkabout, I went here to this person's site.
I wondered if she was a worker's compensation attorney with a name like that. Turns out she is a lawyer in Minneapolis and she went on an adventure of her own to Memphis. Check out her site. I really enjoyed myself.
Last but not least, I went on her blog roll to this site.
Hey with a name like that...... I was not disappointed. She has a great love story about a friend she sent to New York. I was only disappointed to find no comments section. Of course, you know me and comments.
Well there it is although very late. Remember, trackback your own walkabout so I can visit your sites. Please get to five and report right away, but if you're late it's okay too.
Monday Morning Meandering Meme Excerpt: I'm wondering if this should be Monday Afternoon Meandering meme but I guess that doesn't quite have the same ring to it. Anyway, off we go! Weblog: Ramblings of a SAHM Tracked: June 28, 2004 02:14 PM
Monday Walkabout Excerpt: via GENUINE. I'm late, too! But better late than never... Que Sera Sera Only two entries on the main page, and I was too tired to click on the archives. The first, a story about her love of reading and Weblog: kristyk Tracked: June 29, 2004 10:42 PM
We all have a voice in our head, and some of us more than one voice. I have more than one voice. Kind of a good guy bead guy, stupid guy smart guy, right guy and wrong guy. I liken this to Kronk and his shoulder angel and shoulder devil. Would someone please tell shoulder angel to turn up the volume a bit? Like to 11. Next time shoulder devil says it won't hurt just to go without birth control this time, I hope shoulder angel has more resolve. I love the banter in "The Emporer's New Groove" with Kronk.
Kronk: You're not just gonna let him die like that.
Kronk: My shoulder angel!
Kronk: Don't listen to that guy! He's trying to lead ya down the path of righteousness. I'm gonna lead ya down the path that ROCKS!
Kronk: Oh, come off it!
Kronk: *You* come off it!
Kronk: You!
Kronk: You!
Kronk: You!
Kronk: You infinity!
Kronk: Look at him with that sissy, stringy thing.
Kronk: We've been over this. It's a harp.
Kronk: Yeah, that's a harp. And that's a dress!
Actually, Mrs. G is talking about having me sterilized, wacked, snipped, or neutered. There is something about this that just has a bad ring to it. You know, like a forever label. Please tell me the world will not end. Please tell me the anxiety attack my nutsack is having right now is unwarranted. I am so having nightmares over this one. They have like storage facilities for this kinda thing don't they? (Stop the thought right there.....I have already been there)
I'll tell ya next month after David gets it done. I figured that I pushed out five kids, the least he could do is be the one that keeps it from happening again!
Amber... "WE had it done?"... erm, I don't think so babe, I had it done and, if you recall, my scrotum swole up like a watermelon (similar colour too) and I had to be examined by about seven doctors before it finally healed.
Ask your brother! He was up and going right after without pain. It's less pain than saving for a 4th one for college. (or private school for that matter!!) The forever thing kind of caught me off guard too but it only enhanced our sex life!!! (I know TMI) TOTAL FREEDOM!! No pills to wack out the hormones, No condoms for that oh so special experience, no gels for well you know. It's actually more fun! (for him too) I know you're probably red with embarrassment right now but hey sex is just a part of life!! Makes the world go round ya know! Don't think of it as sterilization think of it as a free parking ticket!!
Um, Gen? Your wife has PUSHED TWO HUMANS out of her body and will soon be performing an encore. Your fear, over this? WUSS-O-MATIC. Not that I'd expect anything more (less?) from a guy, but still. Suck it up, get the snip, and quit yer whining. Sheesh.
Or perhaps I could interest you in having all your reproductive organs ripped out through your stomach...? Crap, anyone have any smelling salts??
Ummmmm....Who's idea was it to get snipped? How come I get blamed for everything in this department? You are worse than a woman...changing your mind every ten seconds.
comment by MrsG at 08:08 AM on 06.28.04
Two things:
One: I always think of the angel/devil in "Animal House" before I think of Kronk. But Kronk is funnier.
Two: I didn't need to be "fixed" since apparently I don't create enough sperm to create a human anyway (although in a laboratory environment my guys managed to create several). It ain't the end of the world. As long as everything else still works then you'll be fine.
I lied - 3 things - Three: there is vasectomy reversal surgery, it ain't rocket science. Don't know if it works or not (see 'two')
My husband had it done a yr and a half ago.He has GOT to have the lowest pain tolerance of anyone I know.And he even said it wasn't bad.He had it done on Friday,back at work on Monday.And I drug him shopping on Sunday!
I know it is a tough decision but having it done will mean the world to Mrs G and there are a lot of benefits - and they've been covered already in most of the comments. You will be OK and life will be better than before. :-)
I wrote a bunch more which I've deleted; email me if you want. But don't jump off the cliff thinking there's a 70% chance you can undo your leap during the first year, once you leap you leap. If you're having psychological reservations now, think how you'll feel once the boys are out of service...
I can hear what you're saying Genuine...I had a scheduled C-Section with my last one and I had it ALL PLANNED OUT! I was gonna have them snip and tie ME while I was gutted like a fish...THEN....I had second thoughts. I am fairly young...decently healthy...have GEORGOUS kids (even with five months of morning sickness). So I decided to have an IUD put in, and so far I'm not regretting it! NO worry about pills, no hassling with irritating condoms...works GREAT! He can't feel it, I can't feel it, keeps us protected...and when I meet my millionaire husband I'll be able to have it taken out and produce a child to cement my inheritance!
You remind me of how I felt every time it was close to the due date of my babies - the morning I was to be induced when my daughter was born I begged my husband to let me crawl back into bed and go to sleep - but really - you don't expect any sympathy from WOMEN now do you?
vasectomy is easier and safer than tubal ligation.
it's not like being neutered like a cat...I mean you will be able to have sex again...and it will still feel good. Do you want more children?
Don't do it. Do not do it. I feel the exact same way about hysterectomies. I can't go into too much detail here (delicate situation) but let's just say there's a vascetomy I wish wasn't in existance. You never know what the future will hold (sorry to be pessimistic, but I'm in one of those "wow, I didn't know this would happen to me" situations - don't mean to cast aspertions on your present relationship, what with the wee one on it's way ;) ), and you don't ever want to be a situation where you want to use the little men, but you can't. And everyone knows that things you can't have, are usually the things you end up wanting the most.
My advice : crank up the contraception (presuming she doesn't want to churn out anymore likkle cute balls of cuddly poopy joy). The successful reversal rate of vascetomies lessens the longer it's in existence, and at the most, it's probably only going to be 50% successful.
If Mrs. G wants it done, and you have even the smallest doubt, then don't do it. Not even to make life easier.
"Keep smiling. Just keep smiling. That's it. Now I'm going to kick you in the shin and steal your milkshake and when you tell Daddy, I'll say you gave it to me."
Well actually, I have. As near as we can tell he has been gone for 16 - 18 hours. The kids left the gate open last evening and Dodger our yellow lab wandered off. He has always been a wanderer, and has not ever been one to stick close to home. I have been drivng for the last 5 hours trying to find a trace of him, and Mrs. G. has caled every animal control office withing the immediate area. No sign of him.
Dodger is a hunter and we live in the country. I am sure he is still out hunting for something. He could be as far as Nebraska by now. All we can hope for at this point is to have him wander back if he is hungry, or some good samaritan will turn him in to one of the shelters where we have left his information.
He is 13 years old and nearly completely deaf. I have owned him since he was 7 weeks old. He was like a child to me. I really hope he returns. If not, I am really going to miss my best friend.
Oh Genuine I'm so so sorry. I hope he wanders home.
HG wanted to know if he knew the way to our house. I said that I didn't think so. She thinks that he will go to Nana's house.
I know he is your best friend and we will all pray for a safe return.
With love, SIL
Oh Genuine. I am soooo sorry. I'll pray someone has found him and you get him back. (((((((((( hugs )))))))))))))
comment by milehighcyn at 08:56 AM on 06.27.04
I hope he comes soon Genuine. My puppy Jake is 13 years old and we've had him since he was 8 weeks old. I know the attachment :) He's like another kid in the family. I'm sure he'll be back soon.
I'm SO sorry!!! I hope he comes home to you and isn't lost for good. *HUGS* They are like kids and so much part of the family. I'm keeping you all in my thoughts and prayers!!
I remember when my lab got out of the backyard and was missing. I was driving around, crying, sobbing, screaming his name. That is the worst feeling, I'm sorry. I truly hope he finds his way back home!!
Hope you find him soon. My cat is 15 and I don't what I'm going to do when nature catches up with her... I'll be hoping for a stroke of good luck and that he is returned safe and sound.
I am sorry to hear about your dog...we had to put ours to sleep along time ago. It is very hard for me with animal things because I am an animal lover!! I hope that he returns to you.
He is beautiful. And I hope he comes home really soon. They always seem to find their way back one way or another. We will pray that he comes back soon.
OH MY, I will keep Dodger and your family in my prayers tonight for his safe return! As a dog lover I know how you must be worried!
oh and also...note on the "v" discussion. Hubby did it, he says the Valium they give you ROCKS! lol
I really, really hope he comes back soon. Our idiot dog runs away quite-nearly daily, but luckily likes tp be found. Hopefully Dodger will be turned in somewhere Monday morning and all worries can be quashed!
What is it with labs? Our lab mix runs every time she gets a chance! She got loose on Memorial Day & was gone for several hours. We finally found her in the woods behind our house. She got into something pretty foul smelling, but she was safe. Hope Dodger finds his way home soon!
The Genuine's were all sitting down to the usual Saturday morning breakfast of eggs sausage and hash browns (one armed even), and we were discussing bumps and bruises and broken shoulders, and the conversation came to Genuine Boy. He had a spill yesterday down the deck stairs (yes it runs in the family), and scraped his back and his elbow. Like the scene on Jaws where scars and stories are being swapped, he points to the scratch on his head. This was something new from the night before.
"How did you get your scratch on your head Genuine Boy?" Mrs. G asks. He simply shrugs his shoulders like it is something that goes without saying.
She snaps a look over to Genuine Girl. "How did he get that scratch?" the query comes again.
"I would tell you mom but it's a long story."
Well, I guess its easy to get out of that interrogation. At least nobody has fallen down the stairs today. I know its still morning, but we are all quarantined from any stairs the rest of the weekend.
A knight always needs a noble steed. I am a knight in shining armour and I have a white horse, but a small problem has arisen. A new one is needed and it needs a name. I'll need to put this one down.
Sorry that your horse broke. I think a good name for your horse would be Lucky, so you and your horse will always have luck, because we all need it like I do sometimes.
Sorry to hear about ol' Tripod there. How about "Haiku" for the new one? There's always "Smackdown" or "Vicodin". All good equine names if I do say so myself.
OH AW I am reveling in Kym's brilliance! Here I was going to suggest something along the line of Stud or Horseradish, Gimpy or Bill but Kym has me beat by a mile!
There's that vicodin kicking in again, eh? Amalthea...the name should definitely be Amalthea (anyone NOT a fan of 80's cartoon/anime should look it up)
Buzz has declared another blog it foward day. This gives us all an opportunity to showcase a few blogs on our site. Those that might not otherwise be read by others. Post them on your blog and let us know why we should add them to our blog roll.
I am starting first with Scarlett's Haven. She just cracks me up with her wit and her southern charm. Well she is from the south, but now living on a small island near Saudi Arabia. Go tell her you were referred by me and leave her a nice comment. She may even say hi back!
Next I need you to go and read Ponderings of a Princess. I think she is just lovely and she has two fine boys and a lovely partner. I just think she is squishable. Check her out.
Rounding out my blog it forward picks, please take a moment to go and read Simply Shylah. She has a wonderful site, and if you treat her real nice and sweet talk a little, she might just make you a cool button. She made the Monday Morning Meandering Meme button for me in no time. Give her a shout from Genuine.
Of course, I would be remiss if I didn't include family. Go and see my SIL at the Hula Doula. She cracks me up even though I have to be related to her. Say hey and leave her a big fat smooch from me.
Big ole SMOOCHY for Genuine! Wasn't that a nice way of him to say I live on an island in the middle of NOWHERE??
Y'all come on over to my place. Since I'm obviously gonna be making Genuine that southern breakfast I've been promising him! (I smell blackmail, do you??)
It's never the day that you do something that really hurts. It's always the day after. Waking up bright eyed and bushy tailed was not in my cards this morning. I hobbled through the bathroom into the shower. Hot as it was no help was in sight. Am I too old to cry?
So off to the doctor, (yes I have 37 mothers online) and a date with the xray machine. Well the jury came back and the verdict is official. A separated shoulder. Boo hoo. Not the best timing when you're wife is due any day with a bundle of joy.
So here I sit with sling, pain meds and muscle relaxers. Must be the perfect time for me to Haiku!!!!!!!!
Oh no I am so sorry to hear that! I hope you feel better soon. Just be careful what you write while you are on the pain killers! You may regret it later! :)
I hope you feel better soon because I know that must hurt for you because that happened to me when I got hit by a car last year when I played street hockey, and that hurt!
I am late doing Haiku, but I posted anyways on the Smackdown on Rudecactus today, and it gave me a headache. I know I win nothing for posting today, but could you please tell me if I'm getting better at it? Thanks!
Cheryl I can send you one but I have to e-mail it to you (and I didn't see an e-mail on your blog. It's late and I got beat up pretty bad playing soccer tonite so perhaps I just missed it)
My mornng and and evenings have a certain ritual. My morning consists of about 7 different pills to keep me on life's narrow path. In the evening I only have to take 4. And don't get too freaked out, some of them are for pain and some are for staying regular becasue of all of the medication. Go figure. I 'm usually pretty good about my dosages and I can always keep them straight.
Last night I went into the cabinet in the kitchen we call the pharmacy and I dumped a pile of pills into my hand and took them as I always do. My insomnia problem recently has added another pill to the nightime regimen. As I was laying in bed and thinking about whether I should be taking sleep aids due to Mrs. G's condition, I was out like a light. We are talking about gong to bed way earlier than normal for me. I never seem to fall asleep until morning, but it was closer to 10:00 p.m. last night. So really out of sorts for me.
The next thing I remember is Mr.s G telling me its time to get into the shower. No dreams, no movement, no nothing. Again, I usually get up every hour like the changing of the guard, to check outside to look in on the kids and to make sure all is right with the world. Last night nothing, more like a drug induced coma.
As I was standing in the shower, something felt a little wacked. (No pun intended.) So affter my shower I sat on the bed and a dizziness came over me I had not had before. Not the kind from nausea, but the kind you get after riding in the neighbor's tractor tire down a hill for 200 yards. I speak from experience, and have the scars to prove it.
Now I hear Mrs. G. asking "are you going to work". It is an hour later, and I am sleeping in my bed again. I sit up and spinning tire feeling rushes over me again. "Um.....maybe I should just lay here a bit" was my response. 3 hours later I get out of bed. At this point I'm thinking that this must have all been a dream, and that it's back to Father's Day and I was still sleeping in. As I reached the stairs, I noticed the house was quiet and empty. That's very odd for my house.
Now I hit the first step and wouldn't you know, the tire down the hill feeling had to play its last card. That's right, Genuine is now head over heels down the stairs. As I lay at the bottom of the stairs trying to determine which of my extremities are broken, I start to laugh a little. This world can be cruel sometimes, and it tries to kick a man while he's down. Funny thing is, it causes me to chuckle. Of course, it could be that in the dark kitchen last night the handful of medication I took was completely wrong, and I should probably get rid of those medicines I am no longer taking. After closer inspection, I did take two doses of a pill that I should not have taken in the first place.
Now of course the pain in my shoulder and neck, will necessitate more drug taking on this day. I need a new body. Anyone out there have an extra? I wonder if I could get one in the the "Heaven Can Wait" style. You know, one that is rich and good looking. Any suggestions?
Two fun things happening right now... Excerpt: Lee and Mary are having a baby... and it's the Haikusmackdown over at Rudecactus place... Jayne, Jayne, Jayne, Jayne, Jayne Jayne, Jayne, Jayne, Jayne, Jayne, Jayne, Jayne You need to go vote!! And in other news... I fell down the Weblog: Amber... BamberBoo Tracked: June 24, 2004 11:49 AM
Well, I think you might look kinda funny with my body, but I do hope you're OK!
Wow - how's that for sympathy pains. I'd like to say I know how you feel - oh wait. I do! ha!
Actaully, wow... that sucks. Did you get checked out. A tumble like that can be REAL bad - I mean look at me. And with your shoulder and all... *sigh* you'd think it was me we were talking about.
I laughed to when I fell down the stairs. Humor in the horrorI always say.
My dad used to take a sleep aid and one time, when he was in a bad way, he took the wrong drug. Next thing we knew, dad's head had gone through the wall right into the bathroom. He was out totally cold and in no pain. It took mom, me, and my little brother to pull his head out of the wall, make a bed on the floor for him and wait for the doc to make a housecall. (yeah, back then docs made housecalls). The doc said dad grabbed two of the dog's tranquilizers (which were used 1/2 at a time to calm the great dane when we travelled). Dad slept for a full two days. Felt fantastic when he woke up.
You and your brother I swear!!! Are you all connected at the brain? Getting sick on the same days!!!
I hope you get to feeling better soon! Very soon so that Mrs. G doesn't have two babies at home!! *giggle*
You need to get one of those days of the week pill sorters that old people use to keep their meds straight. They come with little compartments for am and pm if you should need the additional help. Oh, the foam idea sounds like a keeper.
Face it, it is sort of tough to be too sensual with a nine-month pregnant woman. The sex is never horrible don’t get me wrong, like they say, the worst day of sex is still better than the best day of work, or was that golf? Anyway, after another session of “c’mon baby, mommy wants a pregnant free holiday weekend”, Mrs. G. and I were engaged in some sweet pillow talk.
“Honey, you were awesome,” she said with a wide grin, (okay I embellished there a little).
“You weren’t so bad yourself”, I gleamed back with my own sheepish grin, still trying to figure out where that cramp came from. “Are you doing okay”, I asked with genuine concern (pun intended).
“I’m fine but my stomach is hard as a rock.”
I felt her stomach and you could shape horseshoes on it like an anvil. “Wow, that is hard.”
Then a discussion ensued, about what men think of in the throws of passion, and an article she had read about the subject, and she then cross referenced her notes with my responses to her inquiries. It is somehow difficult to concentrate when you think your causing you unborn son a concussion. Bouts of nervous giggling ensued at her large guffaw. I wonder why she found that to be so funny.
“Actually, I was wondering what the hell was poking me,” I truthfully told her, as I was digging in our duvet cover trying to find something that was pointy and hard (this is a puntifical post. Yes new word for Haiku)
“Isn’t that supposed to be in my thoughts?” she asked, and now giggling harder than before at the concussion remark.
“Yeah, but this was making it very difficult to concentrate”, I admitted. As I dug around, she was off to the bathroom for her 34th pee of the evening. I found the source, but I had to reach deep into the duvet cover to finally pull it out.
A Bob the Builder men at work sign attacked me. You can imagine the jousting of words at that point. “Hey honey it was a ‘man at work’ sign, isn’t that funny”. Classic Mrs. G eye roll follows obvious remark. "Look a the size of that shovel!" Followed by the obvious, "Check it out hon his helmet is not shiny".
Those damn kids are trying to sabotage our sex life with a cartoon character (or is a claymation character?). Well, I guess things are under construction here at the Genuine household.
"can we build it? YES WE CAN" he he those kids sure know how to put a damper on things huh? But sounds to me like you and Mrs. G. did all right despite the extra poking going on!
Goodluck, I hope it worked!
Matt and I just had that talk... I read an article in a magazine while I was sitting in a waiting room the other day about SEx is like pizza... it was interesting. and so was the talk it instigated.
My little girl is always discussing the fact that she needs to find her prince. I can't imagine why, every movie she has seen hasd something to do with finding a prince. Of course, no prince will do, so she keeps seraching for the perfect prince. She though about Daddy, but he in not a prince, he is the Queen's husband. She thought about her brother, and she is keeping him on the list. He has no plans to get married, unless you bring pizza.
So I thought I would go ahead and give her away, and here she is in all her glory!
Are there any prince's out there that I can give this one to? Just remember, you take the good with the bad! Oh yeah, I have to okay the deal. The other thing is she hates going to bed at night and turns into an Ogre!
I too saw Momma in the window...maybe that's a new Meme you should start...find the hidden image in the picture LOL. Your daughter's adorable! She must get her looks from her mom, right?
Yes indeed it's a little Mrs. Genuine in miniature. She's a doll, Genuine...and one day you WILL be "giving her away" and I don't know how you'll do it with that lump in your throat.
comment by milehighcyn at 08:25 PM on 06.21.04
She is too cute. We have a prince that is available, but sadly, he is an ogre most of the time. A very cute ogre though.
heh. You should be glad she wants a prince right now. I think my dad is in your same boat...trying to marry me off. Of course i always do the puppy dog eyes and say "daddy, if I leave who would take care of you??!!"...he usually comes up with some smart retort, dang gummed parents.
Well, if she doesn't mind a younger man, and waiting for a good few years, she can have my little D as a prince! Though there might be a conflict there: he loves his bed :-)
I can't wait to teach my son the little intricacies of life. Those little tidbits that I as a wise man learned as I was growing up and becoming a man. Things that are important, things that matter, and things that can be passed from one generation to the next. The first thing I think I'll teach him, is.......
I think it would be riding a bike with no hands and taking your feet off the pedals is a sure way to end up in the ditch.
Using Icy Hot for toothpaste will not relieve a toothache.
Important for Hula Boy - Riding down a glacier on a plastic bag may end up giving more of a rock collection than you care to have or experience!
- never lick a steak knife
- When your Mom is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair.
- You can't trust dogs to watch your food.
-Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.
- Never, under ANY circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.
Make sure you wash your hands after touching hot chilis, do NOT touch your eyes.
The best remedy for a poked eye is a warm towel put on there by mom :)
-cats always land on their feet and no you don't need to throw one off the roof to test this
-if you are going to tolet paper someone's house don't hide the paper in the mailbox before your parents come home because they always check the mail
-eating 24 bean burritos will not give you stong enough farts to rocket propel you on roller skates.....they will however give you one heck of a tummy ache (as my brother found out first hand)
There are three kinds of men: The ones that learn by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence and find out for themselves.
- Will Rogers
It is technically Monday Morning here now, so I am off on another one of my walkabouts, or if you will, a Monday Morning Meander. Come along and join me in my adventure. Then I want you to do your own walkabout and either post your sites visited here, or track back to this entry so I can find out where you went!
My first stop is going to be at a friend's home to see what she has cooking. I know she loves to cook, and I think she has promised to make me a home cooked southern breakfast. Go over and visit:
Scarlett Haven Cyn has some great memories of her Daddy in honor of Father's Day. She is over in Bahrain so pray for her safety in light of recent events.
My next stop was a place that obviously jumped out at me since Mrs. G is a lot pregnant, and that was:
A Little Pregnant. She is pregnant right now and we are hoping she has a wonderful and healthy baby.
Then I was off to another site from there and and learned what a champagne chair was:
Suburban Bliss Apparently her husband has a talent for making chairs of of the champagne wire thingies. They are newly weds, so go over and give her a shout. From her site, I went to a covert place called:
Secret Agent Josephine. I knoew this place from before, but she has some cool zoo pics. I think I'm gonna have to hire her to do a secret agent button for Genuine.
So that was my journey for this Monday Morning Meander. You should all let me know where you went. Take the time and let me know how your journey began and ended. Let's get out there and discover some of that new blood! Rememer, please post a minimum of 5 so we can brak down those barriers and
tear down the blogging cliques!
As a distraction Excerpt: It's Monday again. And that means Genuine is offering my some way to avoid the pain. Plus it gives me a good reason to read blogs - b/c typing hurts so much I've been avoiding the monitor and keypad, Weblog: autumleaph Tracked: June 21, 2004 09:10 AM
morning! Since I don't know HOW to use trackback, and I don't want to post in two spots, I'll just direct you to my URL! Check it out! I had a great time Genuine, thanks!
I just realized that I only posted four, not five. But technically, I could count you as number five, as this is my first visit here as well. Anyway, this was a lot of fun. See you next Monday!
Speaking from the "spoiling" end. (adopted Auntie here), it's ever so much fun to shower the kids with candy and gifts! Hey, we need that giving connection fix!
Another wonderful morning in the Genuine household! We got to sleep in! Well it was sort of like sleeping in. Genuine Boy came in around 6:00 a.m., and I coaxed him back to sleep. He laid on my chest and feel sound asleep. You may be saying to yourselves, "Aw........how cute". It was!
Until about 7:30 when it was time for him to wake up the whole household. Chief Running Water let the dam break and peed all over Daddy. That is not the way Daddy likes to wake up in the morning! Well I did need a shower and the sheets needed changing anyway.
At least now I know the day can only go uphill from there! Hope everyone's weekend is off to a better start. Can someone please send us some sunshine? I am beginning to feel like I moved to Seattle.
Oh my gosh that is too funny and ALMOST as funny as me getting out of the shower the other morning and Daijela vomiting all over me (it was all up in my hair). EWWW they cannot control those bodily functions!
What a lovely wake up call.
For us the oldest one usually creeps in quiet as a mouse and then pounces on his and shouts "IT'S TIME TO GET UP!!!!!!!!!!!"
He'll give me a stroke one of these days.
Oh this is fun - the other night one of my little boys came in to sleep with me - I realized he had already taken off his pullup and he isn't entirely trained during the nighttime - but I have been peed on (and many other things on) so many times - and, let's face it, pee is the least of the offenses - I realized I just didn't care enough to get up and put something on him - lucky for me he made it through the night dry. But, at my daughter's last-day-of-preschool performance a couple of weeks ago, the same boy was sitting on my lap and managed to completely flood the both of us. Pretty.
It has been raining and cool here all week. Back in the 60's when my parents were married, it snowed on their wedding night. Friday the 13th in June! Weather like this here makes me feel like hibernating. Cuddling up with a good book, or actually Mrs. G.
I also love to eat comfort food. I love to eat pot roast and mashed potoatoes. Mrs. G makes a dynamite chicken soup. Of course, I make the best chili in the whole world!
Friday is the pizza guy night! Genuine boy gets to do the pizza guy dance! No comfort food is in our future.
What kind of comfort food suits you on these cold and rainy days? Do you like to eat comfort food or is a cuddle in your bag of tricks.
My comfort food on cold days is my special baked potato soup with shredded cheese and bacon bits on top. Mmmmmm. If it wasn't 86 degrees where I am, I'd almost want some.
I eat some kind of comfort food everyday. I need a lot of comfort :)
I'm like you... when it turns cold I go for the pot roast and potatoes. And for desert... Brownie topped with Ice Cream and Chocolate sauce. Mmmm. Yup that would do it.
Hey, Genuine, YOU should be making MRS G the chicken soup right now!
As for my comfort food though, a huge cup of tea and half a packet of ginger biscuits, ahhhh ... Oh who am I kidding. Slightly more than half a packet! *blush*
Pot Roast is my favorite cold weather comfort food for dinner too... with roasted baby carrots and our special "gravy" (secret ingrediant: Touch of Soy Sauce!)
I love a nice hearty plate of spaghetti and meatballs in the winter. And gelato in the summer. If you've never had gelato, you don't know what you're missing!
I make a big pot of Shrimp Louisianne (creamy shrimp stew served over rice) and cuddle up next to D...ahh the good things in life :).......but Pizza night is almost as good
Comfort food...toss up between Sausage Biscuits and Gravy, or Pancakes....yup...I'm a breakfast girl. Which SUCKS because no one other then me (and the 18-year-old garbage compactor of a nephew of mine) like breakfast! CRUEL WORLD!
Chicken & Dumplins is the ultimate comfort food for me.. mmm.. I can even eat that stuff when it's NOT cold outside. All this talk of food.. I'm hungry now.
Rainy days are for snuggling up with my blanie and reading a good book. That's my idea of Heaven right there. Funny that I moved to the desert where it very rarely rains.
I try to stay away from comfort foods, they make my thighs cry.
No, that is not a typo in the title, although with me you never really know. I am busy guest blogging at a few sites for a while so come around and witness some of the fun.
Right now I’m at guest in the home of AutumLeaph, who recently had a fall down the stairs which added to he already torn up shoulder. She could use a bit of encouragement.
I am guest blogging for Nefarious while he is away at the beach soaking up the sun and sipping a beer. Things have not yet gotten out of control there, but I have a feeling with this being Friday and the group he has selected, things could be at riot level before long.
Finally, since Nefarious is married, and his wife is a blogger, I am guest blogging at her place too. Come over to Java Diva today and leave a comment. If you read nothing else today, please take a look at Mindy’s link for “poor poor man.” I had a belly laugh!
I think Mrs. G should be posting daily updates on her condition over at the Java Diva! She is a guest blogger too! As long as she does not get too graphic. That little guy is in the home stretch and we need some cheering!
Oh my. I can't believe all those people trust you to write stuff on their blogs!!! They must be coocoo. LOL.
I actually came by to wish you a very happy Father's day! :)
If you have time, please go over and visit Randi's Ramblings. She has an excellent post on "Bloggers Cliques". This has a similar theme that Jay and I discussed regarding bloggers and their genres. My Monday Morning Meandering Meme is designed in part to alleviate the clique and to branch out to find other blogs and genres of blogs to broaden our scope of reads. It is somewhat insightful and worth a comment.
Reminiscing about my high school days Excerpt: Genuine mentioned Randi's Ramblings concern over blog cliques and how high school never really ended. Trust me, high school ended, I have the pretty little diploma to prove it. *winks* Weblog: Ramblings of a SAHM Tracked: June 18, 2004 08:36 AM
I've noticed some definite blog cliques out there, and as a new blogger, I feel a little like the new kid back in elementary school--trying to find blogs I like and who like me, trying to meet people, break into some of these social circles.
But one thing that's different about the blog world is that my goal isn't really to find one clique that works for me, and then work to join it. That was definitely what it was like back in school, but not so much here. Instead, I want to meet lots of different people with lots of different interests and backgrounds. So, it would be great to be part of lots of cliques. Or just to have lots of blog friends out there, some from lots of different cliques. I'm looking forward to finding out about more blogs by stopping here and following links to any discoveries you might have!
I know there's something insightful I should have to say, here, but mostly I am just grateful anyone in the blogosphere talks to me at all, and no one takes my milk money. ;)
You know I noticed this pretty quickly on the blogging scene. Some are more... obvious then others. I feel that if we've got a clique here, it's certainly more open then someothers I've seen.
New people, new ideas... a broad spectrum. I think we're all open. I am one of those who are guilty(?) of only visiting a few blogs - mainly b/c of time restrictions. I'd love to read more, and I enjoy Monday's meme, b/c it gives me a reason too. But part of it too is, well even those inside this or that "clique" we're not exclusive - we all visit sites others don't.
and some of our sites don't get nearly as many hits as some of you do - even though we too are witty and sarcastic. Sometimes I think that the reasons some of get more comments/hits/vistors/whatever is luck or randomness. It just depends... I know there have been times I've gotten more hits when you've been guest blogging - but that's mainly b/c you advertise it - tis all. Not like anyone comments... where as EVERY one of your posts gets at least one comment. Why? no one knows...
sweet goddess, that turned into a post didn't it? off to ice my hand now. :)
Yep, I noticed the clique thing pretty quickly. I guess it's not suprising as it happens in school and the workplace and now the blog world.
Anyway, there are several groups that I like and participate in, and I'm always open to finding new bloggers to read. Good blog content always wins me over. I don't really care what clique you're in.
I have a blast reading links and blogrolls on various blogs. That's how I've found practically all of the blogs I read. I keep finding new ones and blogrolling them and soon it will get out of hand (heh) as I won't have time to read them all and comment where I wish.
I tend to read all sorts of blogs .. I never stay in one place to long and I usually don't visiit one person more than others but I do notice some people that do - do those things.
well have a good one!
I guess when it rains it pours. The accolades keep coming in for Genuine. I am now an official Sentence Master. All it took was a little sucking up in triplicate on my trackbacks, and I'm not sure but I think I owe some sexual favors now.
No, it's not Howdy Doody Time! Now that I have a watch I can tell you what time it is in the world, but that's not what I mean. Right now its Thursday, and we all are partying over at Shiz' place for the Thursday Haiku Smackdown.
I am now a master, so I can host this someday! Read the rules and join in the fun!
Woot! Welcome to the fray, Mrs. G! Don't worry about that giant sucking sound you hear - it's just all of your free time being pulled into the vacuum of the Internet.
I would leave her a message there -- IF I COULD! I've had problems leaving messages there since Jenn switched to the new-fangled comments thingymabob. We both still can't figure out why I can't leave comments on her blog -- I think it hates me! *G* But tell Mrs. G I think she did a great job posting and welcome to the world of blogging. :)
Welcome Mrs. G. I know you have a sterling witt so I'll be tuned with baited breath! Now you all will have sign in sheets for turns on the computer!!! Unless of course Genuine does in fact get you a nifty computer for your birthday!!
Don't you just love those gifts that are "just because" gifts? Not related to a birthday, not for Father's Day, not because you just wrecked Dad's favorite truck running into the garage door which then fell and landed on Dad's favorite fishing pole breaking it into a million pieces.
Mrs. G presented me with just such type of gift. I am married to a Saint. Check out my gift!
Or it could be because she was screaming your name and you didn't come so she grabbed your watch off the dresser and heaved it at the wall, shattering it into a million pieces...
Cut the guy some slack. He's the one always pushing me out the door so we're on time!!
His old one broke and he has a thing for watches...what can I say?
Just remember while timing those contractions ... women don't want to hear how long it is, or how high it rates on that little contraction meter ... we want to know when it peaks and when it is going, going, GONE! :)
I have joined the latest in Smackdown's over at The Random Muse.
Here is my entry....I think it should win on content and creativity. Quite apropos of my current situation. The words I had to use are in capital letters. Go over and create!
"Mrs. G. has yet to lose that MUCOUS MEMBRANE that might indicate that this baby is ending his FILIBUSTER which actually puts me in a QUANDARY what to do with all of these forms I have had to fill out in TRIPLICATE for the hospital in order for them to INOCULATE her with the latest in labor producing MOLLUSK oil which only has the side effect of causing her hair to MOLT and for her ASTIGMATISM to worsen."
We are now at the 21 days until Due Date stage, and the doctor has indicated that if the baby were to come now, it would be safe as it has cooked long enough.
So we have tried the sex thing...........sorry honey that's like kissing and telling. It is for your own good. I swear. You know those prostate glandular thingies I was telling you about?
We don't have any castor oil, so that's out.
Can anyone help? Ideas? My parents do have that trampoline...............
Everyone start doing the Baby Dance, which is like the rain dance, only you go counter clockwise.
I dunno...the whole inducing labor thingy. My problem was always that I wanted the baby to come early, but then I felt I'd feel guilty if he/she did come early and, god-forbid, something went wrong. I'd just keep the sex up...at least it's a good way to pass the time!
This is a secret. Shhhh. I secretly did jumping jacks with LilZoot. (god - to have had video footage of a 200 lb 5ft 2 woman doing jumping jacks). That day? I lost my plug. I went into labor 12 hours after that. HA!
I did Castor Oil(would not do that again!),of course sex,walked about 20 freaking miles.lol
But with my last someone told me to make cinnamon stick tea.Worked for her.You pour hot water over two cinnamon sticks and let it sit for about 10 min.Bottoms up!!Hope you have a new baby soon!
I don't know what Gen is so concerned about... I think the sex thing is just fine...well fun nonetheless. Okay so maybe the word I'm looking for is entertaining. Who complains about sex?
comment by MrsG at 01:27 PM on 06.16.04
Stick with the sex and walking. Castor oil is big no-no, it can harm the baby.
Hell, the walking thing didn't do squat for me. They finally had to go in and yank the kid out of me six days AFTER due date. I say go for the sex -- bank it for the six week no-go phase.
baby dances - ok, but shouldn't MrsG be the one doing that... it is her, that it has to come out of.
I'm a personal fan of the sex plan. Make like bunnies... i mean, after 3 kids, we know you know how too....
Avoid the castor oil. AVOID!!
Now I was 3 weeks late. 3 weeks!! imagine my poor mom. and after 3 EXTRA weeks of waiting - i broke her tail bone on the way out during back labor. I'm such a sweet daughter aren't i? :)
A trick that my friend who has had two children swears by is simply to stop eating. Since the child is "fully cooked" so t speak there is really no harm in holding back the nurishment, however, it may sound a bit extreme. I'm not sure either way, since I don't have a child. So, of course feel free to ignore this tidbit.
According to my friend, after abstaining from food and drink (I'm sure she drank water, though), the baby was eager to leave the womb in search for some "real" nurishment. Is this a wive's tale? Was it simply a coincidence that both times it worked for her? I don't know. I simply know she was ready to give birth and it worked for her. And that her children are both quite well and lovely.
Congratulations and best of luck. (Personally, I'd probably opt for the sex.)
Walk -- my Mom was forever walking me around the block/neighborhood when she'd come to help with the other girls. Or -- my brother used to joke about taking me on a very bumpy road and just driving over it again and again to make me go into labor. LOL
Erin, dehydration can stimulate labor. Dunno if not eating can.
I got mild food poisoning when I was overdue with Monkey... and just as I was thanking my lucky stars that he hadn't come yet, I went into labor. Doc said the dehydration triggered it. (Note: BAD way to go. Nothing sucks worse than already feeling like crap, pre-delivery.)
I know a few positions (not sexual man) that would do the trick and fast!!!! One is to get an exercise ball and squat onto it and roll back and forth and around on it. It helps open the pelvis area. Just learned that trick in class right before I left.
Sex is good, orgasm is better. It helps contract the right parts!!!
Come on baby. Auntie wants to see ya!
I know mom is sick of being pregnant, can't find a comfy sleeping position or tie her shoes, not to mention the swollen feet and heartburn, but it's really nice in here. The temperature is perfect, no bright lights or loud vacuums. It'll be nice to see you but oi, stop jumping up and down!
I pulled into the shopping center
And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother
Like ice cream melting they embraced
Years of bad decisions runnin’ down her face
All mornin’ I’d been thinkin’ my life’s so hard
And they wore everything they own, livin’ in a car
I wanted to tell him it would be ok
But I got just got in my suburban and I drove away
But I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry
I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry
Keep having this dream about my old man
I’m 10 years old, and he’s holding my hand
We’re talkin’ on the front porch watchin’ the sun go down
But it was just a dream he was a slave to his job and he couldn’t be around
So many things I wanna say to him
But I just placed a rose on his grave, and I talk to the wind
But I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry
I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry, don’t cry
I’m sittin’ here with my kids and my wife
And everything that I hold dear in my life
We say grace and thank the lord
Got so much to be thankful for
Then it’s up the stairs and off to bed and my little girl says
I haven’t had my story yet.
And everything weighin’ on my mind disappears just like that
When she lifts her head off her pillow and says,
I love you dad
I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry
I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry
And I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry
I don’t know why they say grown men don’t cry, don’t cry
My husband cries with the best of dads! That's why I love him! I'm a sucker for a soft-hearted guy! ~ oh and songs with lyrics that make you cry ~ yeah, that too.
Kym at emundane referenced my post about The Blue Sloth and his half mnaked body. She said my hits would go through the roof if I would only post a nekid picture of myself. I actually thought about calling my mother to see if we could scan that obligatory naked baby on the bear skin rug picture, but I thought to myself I should not be one of "those" sites.
Then I remembered I did bare a little of myself in a contest held by Zeno at fasteddiesbullet. He had asked all of us bloggers to submit our pictures of identifying marks, tattoos, scars, birthmarks and the like. I decided to show off my scar that I received while my stint as a rodeo clown back in the day. Go over and take a look, but (or is it butt?) remember it may not be safe for work. Wait, I guess I just helped his traffic and not mine. *sigh* A marketing genius I'm not.
Hey... this is recycled porn! I wanted NEW nekkid pictures. New Genuine Porn! ha ha ha
Mir is prude. Ignore her. She wants to see you nekkid on the internet too. She's just too shy to admit it. Maybe since she is single and all... you could post a new picture for her. Sorta like a mercy picture posting...
either leave your answers or a link to your webpage with your responses.
Would you rather:
all your toenails rot and fall off OR grow a thick, bushy coat of back hair?
Who needs toenails?
have the psychic ability to hear other people's thoughts but be unable to turn it off OR the psychic ability to transmit your thoughts to everyone within a mile, but again you can't turn it off?
I guess I would go the Mel Gibson route in "What Women Want". But I would live in the arctic.
watch richard simmons and susan powter get it on OR oprah and dr. phil?
I like that Brown Sugar!!!!!!! I can't watch Richard do anything.
find a cure for cancer, but be ridiculed for it for 20 years before it was accepted OR find a cure for cancer and be considered a hero for 5 years, only for the public to find out it was a hoax
I'll go for saving lives at the cost of me being ridiculed. Hell, I'm ridiculed now and I don't know the first thing about researching cancer.
Wow what a great journey yesterday. My shoes are all worn down. Yes I visted every site in the trackbacks. I got to see many new sites, read some wonderful stories and perhaps met some new friends. If you have a chance, visit the trackbacks and the commenters' sites to see their walkabouts as well.
Shylah was kind enough to design me a button for the Monday Morning Meandering Meme. I have added it to the header of my post. What do you think? I love it.
Randi also sent me a button she designed and it looks like this:
I appreciate all of your participation. Until next Monday morning, take the time to read and explore.
Holy smokes I almost forgot. Yesterday I got paid! No not from my job, although that's actually the only reason I keep showing up. They keep paying me so I have to keep working. What a concept. The Blue Sloth made me an official professional writer. I have now lost my amatuer status. I think he wants something. Well, he already took my virginity. I think he has eyes on the throne or maybe my monkey suit. I think he wants to see me nekid. Wait I think that was Kym who double dog dared me.
Oh yeah and I would hate to be a Vorpal Bunny right now.
I have often been referred to as a jack of all trades and master of none. I find that now to be an obsolete statement. A have been crowned a Haiku Master! I am in some wicked good company, and I would like to thank the Judith Light Brigade and all of the Team Haiku for their graciousness and honor.
It is a badge I wear with honor. Well, it doesn't look like a badge but that's my story and I am sticking to it.
So a Haiku of acceptance:
Accepting honor
I wear toilet seat with pride
Thank you one and all.
I will defend with honor this award, and you can bet that come Thursday I will be counting out the 5-7-5 with all of the flock.
Haiku Contest Excerpt: Since you, you, and you are always front runners in the Haiku Smackdown every week, I thought you might find THIS interesting.... Weblog: Simply Shylah Tracked: June 26, 2004 08:56 PM
Well here I am on another Monday, and not a bit written on the Genuine Romance. Chapter 6 is now on the menu and this is the chapter that I actually have some sex. Well, not me but Brock, but I'm the one that has to write it.
We have Natasha standing in the doorway of the couchette, Brock and Angelica were about to get.........friendly. Where do I go from here? I guess what I should ask first, does Brock and Angelica have a tryst or does Brock only have a destiny with the lovely Natasha?
Do you want just romance and no descriptive sex, or do you want the full monty, like descriptions of the throws of passion, with all the verbs and innuendo? Erotic or soft romance novel? Remember, this is your story to shape. For those of you that are new, go on and read Chapter 1-5, then you should be up to speed. I have had offers to write the sex scenes from a few readers, and I almost took them up on the idea. Problem is, Mrs. G reads my email.
I can tell you.........Natasha's opening line of chapter 6 is about an assassin on the train.
I dont care as long as
aching loins, throbbing member, trembling hands, hot-steaming breath, tightened areola, heaving bosom, pulsing dictator, moist tongue, and tunnel of love is used somehow.
I'm sorry love. To me personally it doesn't matter. Just dive in. finar (as Amber would say) Let your creativity take over. You don't have to use the clique verbage. If you can, try some different words and inuiendos. Ok throbbing member though is kind of funny though. Got to use that one!
Sorry for the alliteration, but I was trying to think of a way to introduce myself to more blogs that I would not be able to find through normal surfing and blog reading. My blog roll has turned into a sort of "who's who" in the parenting world of blogs. I have a smattering of pagans, a few singles, and a kid or two. I would like to branch out and experience perhaps some new groups out there in blog land. So I came up with this idea for a meme. A Monday Morning Meandering Meme. We can then benefit all week from our efforts, by being able to experience some new blogs, and meet new people. Here is how we play:
Everyone begins on their blogroll or links. Pick a blog at random, go to their site and read an entry. Then choose a link that they have on their blog roll or list of links, and from that blog go to another blog, and so on. Then begin to meander throughout the blogosphere on a walkabout of sort. Then record each link as you go, and at the end of your journey, record your path and finally, where your journey stopped.
If you don't want to spend too much time, although you are bloggers so I know this is an easy assignment, you must have a miminum of 5 links. Then you post all five with links on your blog and trackback to my post so that we can visit each of your adventures!
If you go to a site without a link page or blogroll page, back up and try a different one. In the end we may all find some hidden Gens, erm I mean gems that we would be missing out on otherwise.
Anyone knows how to make me a button for this it would be great. A techie I am not!
This will expose us all to a new set of blogs to read or visit, and at the same time, it will drive the linking trackers crazy trying to keep up with our links!
With literally millions of blogs out there for us to see, I'm sure we wont have a difficult time with this assignment. Try to at least keep it Rated R, I'd hate to have to tell your Mom about all those porn sites you visited.
Here is my walkabout!
fasteddiesbullet already we are on the other side of the planet!
Here Comes Trouble and I had a chuckle about 4 different kind of drunks. Of course I could not associate myself with any of them!
Enjoy your trek. An don't forget to track back here so I can go visit your sites as well. Maybe we can make some new friends and meet some new people. Jay, I do not want to see your site 5 times on your list!
Wandering Around Excerpt: I saw this over at Genuine's place today. Go on, read about it. Basically you start at your blogroll, pick a site and go read. Then you pick a site from THEIR blogroll and read. Repeat four times. Post your... Weblog: Curiosity Killed the Cat Tracked: June 14, 2004 09:33 AM
The Meandering Meme Excerpt: This comes from Genuine, whose mission in life is to expose us to new and wonderful people throughout the blogosphere. (Actually, it's a shameless ploy to generate site traffic. Shhh - don't let him know I'm on to him.) Quoth the Jim: Everyone begins o... Weblog: The Zero Boss Tracked: June 14, 2004 09:57 AM
Meme madness Excerpt: Because my guest bloggers aren't being very helpful - Genuine, I'm only slightly insulted by your 67 cents... who were you passing this hat with? You can keep the belly button lint - I've got enough belly issues with my Weblog: autumleaph Tracked: June 14, 2004 10:04 AM
Shout out to Genuine Excerpt: Just trying to get a trackback to ping, see previous entry. Weblog: Hey, You Tracked: June 14, 2004 02:44 PM
Monday Morning Meandering MeMe Excerpt: As if I needed more blogs to read! haha Anyway Genuine came up with this idea... Weblog: Ramblings of a SAHM Tracked: June 14, 2004 05:10 PM
The Monday Meme Excerpt: Stolen from Genuine. Weblog: The Ramblin Dragon Tracked: June 14, 2004 08:07 PM
see I do that on a regular basis...but then I find some one's blog that really intreagues(sp?) me and I end up reading all their old stuff for the next three days...happens everytime i try to do a walkabout :-)
If you're using Haloscan at your blog go to their site and visit "manage trackbacks" and then click "send a trackback."
You need to have the URL at your site (permanent link) and the trackback URL from Genuine's site (click on trackback to get that) and you should be all set.
I'll Drink to That Excerpt: Hmmmm... wasn't I supposed to answer some questions before getting a quiz result? Don't get me wrong--I'm flattered--but, Genuine, can I get a ruling??... Weblog: The Mommy Blog Tracked: June 14, 2004 01:29 AM
Meme madness Excerpt: Because my guest bloggers aren't being very helpful - Genuine, I'm only slightly insulted by your 67 cents... who were you passing this hat with? You can keep the belly button lint - I've got enough belly issues with my Weblog: autumleaph Tracked: June 14, 2004 10:04 AM
How To Make Me Excerpt: I snatched this from Genuine. How to make a Miss Chin Ingredients: 3 parts anger 3 parts self-sufficiency 1 part empathy Method:Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of wisdom Username: Personality cocktailFrom... Weblog: Miss Chin's Blog: Bush Bashing, Stubborn & Opinionated Tracked: June 15, 2004 10:27 AM
Eeek! Geez, what is wrong with my name? Everyone is getting these cool cocktails and mine is just mean. Bah.
What happened on this day? Even God had the seventh day to rest.
It started with sleeping in such that it was with kids playing trampoline bed. Then a beautiful champagne brunch and Genuine Girl and I shared all the crab dipped in butter we could muster. Then, that took so much out of me I had to take a nap. Then I woke to Mrs. G saying how about a cuddle? Okay, that was an order I could fill. Then another cuddle/nap because the nap took so much out of me.
Now I just spent a few minutes on this post and I think I must have overextended myself, because I feel another nap coming on. Of course, then I'll watch some television and you know how tiring that can be?
Must be in the air since my girls "allowed" me a nap today too. My youngest and I just woke up from one which means both of us will be up late tonight. Maybe I can actually get some more laundry done.
Well, let's examine this, shall we? It's the pitocin that makes the uterus contract...so, technically, you have no need to enter her vagina...however, you could always tell her that if she was uncomfortable having you inside her, a good blow job could produce the pitocin for her to inject herself...
Yep, it's clinically proven that semen has some of those prostaglandins that can make the cervix dilate. Whether or not we can recommend that Mrs. G gets it on with you is a matter we'll have to take under advisement.... ;)
It's absolutely true. The prostaglandins soften the cervix and help "ripen" it for labor. Jay and I always have lots of sex around when the baby's due; we've even had sex during early labor to speed things along.
So tell the Mrs. you have our blessings - but only if she's in the mood too. :-)
Two reasons sex does make the baby come earlier. Prostyglandulins in the semen and also orgasm can make contractions happen. The good thing about this is. It won't happen if her body isn't ready so there is no danger of bringing the baby TOO early!
They say it's supposed t work, but if the the sex doesn't bring on the labour, the fits if laughter at how silly you both look might bring it on!!! ~ Been there, done that!!! :D
If you want to know the real truth...and sorry to get detailed here. But you gotta make sure she has the big O...that helps even more :) (from what I have read)
A very nice morning began with the children letting Mommy and Daddy sleep in until a decent hour. The they took baths and were sqeeky clean and smelling good. Breakfast went well and the oatmeal and pretzels actually were a hit. Then we asked them to go out and play in the backyard. All is good in the world.
I should back up and discuss last night's fiasco.
Our Friday night ritual is pizza guy night. Mommy and Daddy don't have to cook and Genuine Boy gets to do the pizza guy dance. Actually whenever the doorbell rings, he scrambles for the front door shouting PIZZA!!, no matter who is ringing the bell.
He was out back last night playing when the pizza guy showed up, and we called him to dinner. To our horror, he had found the only place in our yard where he could take a mud bath. I mean this literally. He looked like a chocolate dipped ice cream cone. Worse yet, he had managed to sit in a pile of dog poop. yes muddy and smelled of doggy doo.
I stripped him at the back door and we stood him in the sink and used the kitchen sprayer as a hose. Then we had pizza. Whew!
Back to the perfect morning. Mrs. G and I were sitting here wondering how we could possibly be anymore lazy, when we noticed that it was too quiet. You know the too quiet that causes parents some concern. I lost the coin toss and I slowly made my way to the backyard. I came upon this site!
They had taken the dog dish, dumped their bubbles into it, made a wash tub, and proceeded to wash Genuine Boy's clothes from last night. Yes, dog poop and all. At least they put them on the rail to dry. Of course their sweet smelling skin now smelled of dog poop again. Another bath is in their future.
I came back after taking their cute little picture and said to myself, "What a nice little blog picture." While typeing and getting it ready for posting, Mrs. G gasped! You know one of those gasps that make you lock up the brakes on your car just before you're hit by that truck. I spun around only to to see this of Genuine Boy.
I'm thinking he's just trying to exfoliate his scalp. Unless of course, thats poop and not mud, in that case? I dont know what to say - but I'm glad there's no smell-o-blogvision.
*snort* Wait, just you WAIT, 'til that one is a horny teenager. Boy, are you and the Mrs. gonna have your hands full. Wouldya lookit the smirk on that kid? Hoooooly geez.
I began another job as guest blogger on AutumLeaph's site last night and I'll be helping her out until she gets back on her feet. She is feeling a little broken down and busted, but at the same time jumping for joy. Go over and give her a hug for both.
TGIF!!!!!!!!!!
Why do I keep saying "Are we there yet?" over and over and over and over..........
We as you can see from the counter on the left, we are inside 4 weeks to go until the new guy shows up. Today we have a 36 week appointment to see the baby doctor. I say "we" meaning full well her, but I have never missed an appointment with any of my kids.
I don't know what it is, but hearing a baby's heartbeat on the monitor gives me a feeling of awe and wonder. It is such a wonderful experience to get to hear the heart racing away. Of course now with the third child, I know alot about what to expect at these appointments, but I would not want to miss the thrill of it.
With our first child, we would keep a list of questions we wanted to make sure to ask the doctor. Usually, we could come up with a dozen more questions before the appointment was over. I was always well prepared and made sure I was educated in the inner workings of my wife's body. Now after having experienced it twice before, I usually worry about whether the new Sports Illustrated has arrived and that no other Dad is reading it. Now it is just an excuse to get out of the office and spend some quiet time in a room with Mrs. G without having climbing, attacking and screaming children.
My wife's doctor is an older gentleman, and I mean that in a nice grandfatherly kind of way. It never ceases to amaze me how this man can act so nonchalant around a naked woman in stirrups. To me, it is a bit surreal to be sitting in a room, my wife's knees stuck up in the air, naked from the waist down, and having a conversation about the NFL draft with a man who is currently exploring the nether regions of a place only I was supposed to explore.
I usually leave the appointment thinking wow, a baby, that is so awesome. Recently, I have been leaving these appointments with other things in mind. Like, I gotta get me one of them stirrup table things! I wonder if they let you rent those by the hour?
I will be paying attention when he answers "has the baby dropped" question.
See? I was afraid it would freak my hubby out for him to come with me when I get pregnant. Maybe he can talk sports with my doc too. I mean - everyone else is talking BCS around here, I'm sure my doctor is too...
I'm going to give need you to give my dear Husband some new fatherly advice.
So far:
1.) He is afraid to be in the delivery room.
2.) He hates needles, and asks me not to have an epidural infront of him.
3.) Insists I have a cesarean instead of vaginal birth as not to stretch out and make big ruin his "hall of fame." Therefor also elliminating the need for needles.
4.) Gets frustrated when he can't feel the baby move after I swear that it is and he is just not paying enough attention because the Stanley Cup is on.
Things of that nature. Soon I will give you his email address and would you mind please?
I'm going to need you to give my dear husband some new fatherly advice.
So far:
1.) He is afraid to be in the delivery room.
2.) He hates needles, and asks me not to have an epidural infront of him.
3.) Insists I have a cesarean instead of vaginal birth as not to stretch out and make big ruin his "hall of fame." Therefor also elliminating the need for needles.
4.) Gets frustrated when he can't feel the baby move after I swear that it is and he is just not paying enough attention because the Stanley Cup is on.
You know, things of that nature. I will give you his email address and would you mind please?
Ack I accidentally posted twice instead of previewing the first one... D'oh!
Go buy your wife some flowers. Hold off on the whole table with stirrups for a while. Until the stitches heal and nursing is ceased. Just a suggestion.
Now I am even more glad my husband (by mutual consent, you see he's very starched and old-fashioned in many ways) never attended any gyn-ob appointments or actual deliveries of our babies. And you know, it's pretty awkward on the other end as well trying to converse with the Dr. about the fab dessert he had at the trendy restaurant last night while he is poking around down there!
You know, I was just about to warn you not to ruin it for all the other men by telling us that you have been to every appt (my husband went to, um, one), but then you made it all better with the stirrup table fantasy. I think I can name, oh, about zero women who might enjoy that.
Also, Autumn? You didn't tell anyone about the salad tongs, did you??? Why is Ben laughing??? (Ben, you sooooo would not be laughing if you knew...) And p.s. I am reconsidering our post-swapping argeement... some things might just have to stay filed under TMI, and are just funnier to us!!!
Philip over at The Blue Sloth seems to think that Genuine is king of the world. He might be more visible if all you ladies saw the half naked picture of him on his blog. Go over and make a comment and tell him Genuine sent you.
Oh, and if you want the secret to become King, just build your own castle.
Okay, y'all, I can't do entire scenes of "the Holy Grail" by meself. Well, at least my shrink thinks I should start involving others in my imaginary worlds.
The next line is "You don't vote for kings!" and then the next next line is "Well, how did you become king then?" and well, it was pretty darn funny in my head at the time I started it and now it just seems lame.
The Lady of the Lake,...
[angels sing]
...her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur.
[singing stops]
That is why I am your king!
I am declaring myself the Haiku poster boy. Only because I am completely obsessed and not making posts on my blog today nor getting any other things accomplished.
The age old question. The question every man fears from the depths of his soul. The question without proper answer. The morning was in its normal routine, and she appeared, smiling and looking radiant.
G: Good Morning!
Mrs. G: Good Morning
G: Sleep good?
Mrs. G: Okay.
Mrs. G: I think the baby dropped.
G: Yeah?
Mrs. G: What do you think? (stomach protruding)
G: Um.........
Mrs. G: *eye roll*
G: We're out of dog food.
Plan B always seems to work. Change the subject immediately.
lol. G...I gotta agree with everyone here. You shoulda just told her how beautiful she is, and how you're so happy she's the mother of your children, and professed your undying love for her.
I don't know if there is a right answer to that one. Cause if you say something like "you're beautiful" she'll probably think you're lying. Even if you aren't. Changing the subject is a good plan.
Hey everyone thanks for having my back. For the record, I just wanted to know if this damn kid was any closer to joining the living (non-alien) race!!
comment by MrsG at 01:07 PM on 06.10.04
You could say something like I can't wait to see our son!!! Look how much you've dropped. Soon honey we're in the home stretch!Never change the subject. It just ticks them off more
Any woman in her 9th month of pregnancy doesn't really care about how she looks weight wise. She just is ready to "get on with it". At least that is how I was.
How bout before dropped and after dropped pictures? You know... everyday you post a picture of her belly and we'll tell you if it looks like it dropped more :)
I love that time in bed when you are snuggling. A time when you can hold your wife and just know that at that moment, all is right with the world.
Last night, while sleeping and snuggling, and spooning with wife, I felt our child move and tumble and play while we slept. Suddenly, the movement stopped and then all at once became very intense. Then something came out and chewed my face off!
I personally love those dreams: the world is so peaceful, but there's some excitement as well. And the spooning and feeling your child images are just beautiful; none of my dreams have ever sounded that nice. Last night for instance, I had a dream I had to get a colonoscopy done (argh!), but the one I love was with me, and so it was a good dream...
I was going to post about my 250th Blog entry. It happened when I posted Chapter 5 to the Genuine Romance. It has been a fun and wild ride so far this last 3 1/2 months. I have made alot of new friends, all over the world. The support and encouragement I have received since starting has been overwhelming and I must say, unexpected. Thank you, all of you that have made my life richer.
Just a few notes.
I have made 252 posts, including this one of course.
I have had nearly 2500 comments at the time of this post.
I opened my blog up to guest bloggers... and I may actaully need one next week after I see the specialist. It seems that Len's going to win my body... So I'll need a body for me to guest host in.... keep an eye open for me. - stop posting pictures of me befor ei get my make up one. :(
We all watch the superbowl and enjoy immensely the commercials that we see during the game. I am sure I did not see this commercial, but it does deserve some attention as the agency that put this together was underpaid. Check out this commercial by Danier Leather, Inc. Pure marketing genius.
Thank you all for being patient in waiting for the next chapter of the Genuine Romance. With a little coaxing from the editor, I was able to pound out another few words in our saga of Brock and Natasha. Go ahead a read Chapters 1-4 if you're new here. Right over there on the left.
Remember, feel free to comment on how or where you would like our story to go. I'm still open to those sex scene suggestions. No Mom! Don't even think about it!
The boat ride in to Montreux would take them 4 hours, so they could rest
while they enjoyed their meal. The lunch was luxurious, as the menu
consisted of grilled salmon with citrus butter, turned potatoes, butternut
squash and Swiss chard. Followed with a wine from the Lake Geneva area
vineyards some of the most famous vineyards in the world. He stared at her
as she sipped her wine. She purses her lips after each sip, as if she is
kissing each drop. Her pallet knew how to devour a wine. He could see the
wetness the wine left behind. All the while, he could tell she was nervous
and was uneasy, looking around her like she expected to see her enemy any
moment.
"Relax Angel, enjoy the wine, and rest assured, they are not on this boat
right now." His voice was calming, charismatic, and she felt safe.
"How can you be so sure" she asked?
"I have spotted two of our own agents following us, and I believe we would
know if a drug lord was riding on the boat. Drug lords have their own
boats. We will have to be the most careful on the train. It's the only
common transportation we should have to be concerned with." He was grinning
as she looked around trying to spot the agents. "Busboy on the right,
businesswoman behind me reading the financial section", he stated
specifically.
She took a deep breath and finally trusted his judgment knowing that he was
calm and unafraid made the difference. "Let's talk of last night shall we"
he quickly changed subjects to catch her off guard once again. She looked
down to her plate, and a bit of a smile came to her face. A smile like when
you've been caught with you hand in the cookie jar.
"I was hoping you would get around to that", she said. "I am very sorry to
have fallen asleep, I don't normally have that much to drink." He could
tell she was embarrassed by her actions. Her cheeks were somewhat flushed,
and her eyes strained not to meet his. She was afraid to allow his gaze to
hypnotize her.
"You'll learn to be a better drinker the longer you are in this business,"
saying this offhandedly as he knew that he had also had too much to drink.
"You know if we are going properly immerse ourselves in this cover, we must
make it real?" He could see she was uneasy at the thought of giving herself
to him all for a cover. He could remember the anxiousness of his own first
assignment. A paused silence, and then with precision and confidence, he
leaned forward and kissed her on her ear. She leaned her head into him and
he whispered, "don't be nervous, I'll protect you," his voice soft and
caressing as he backed away.
Her trembling stopped and he gazed at her to see she had closed her eyes. She
was frozen in the moment, and she had to snap herself into reality. He read
her well. He knew she just needed to be coaxed into feeling comfortable
with him. Leaning back he gave her his boyish smile. She looked away and
was now blushing. He could see the skin just below her throat was flushed.
She reached for her glass again and this time, her tongue peeked out enough
for him to see. Her inhibition and fear were diminishing. Again she kissed
the rim of her wine glass and invited the wine into her mouth.
***
The smile she portrayed on her face was telling. Natasha knew that Brock
had swept her off her feet with just a whisper. She had to look away. This
would prove to be a difficult assignment if she could not remain objective.
She felt a quiver as she watched his lips touch her ear. Almost
voyeuristic, she wanted that kiss to be hers. She needed to hear his
whisper. She gasped at the thought and her skin relaxed near her ear
thinking of the possibility. She tried to concentrate on her food, anything
that would keep her from watching, from feeling his stare. She knew that he
was aware of her. He was always aware of everyone in the room. She yearned
for him to turn, to catch her eye, to give her an inkling of his
acknowledgment of her existence.
Angelica shot her a glance that let her know she had seen Natasha's gaze.
Not as the nervous rookie agent, but as a woman who had control of a man.
Angelica then smiled, and in almost an evil recognition, reached over and
placed her hand on Brock's leg. Was this taunting now? Natasha suddenly
felt the waves on the lake and she remembered why she hated boats. She
needed some air. She turned and found the door and as almost an escape she
headed towards the door. The busboy took up where she was sitting and
gathered her dishes, glancing himself at her as she threw open the door. As
she gripped the rail, her hand stopped trembling, and her fingers relaxed.
The water soothed her ears, which she thought would explode given her
anxiety.
She could see Montreux now and they would soon be on a quick modern inner
city train to the main station. There they would disembark on a slow moving
train would be headed for Zermatt in the Alps. A long night awaited them.
The train ride would be snaking through the high mountains and passes. They
would be in Zermatt in the morning. She had a sleeping car, and would
strain to sleep, knowing Brock would be in the car next to hers. She tried
to wipe from her mind the thought of him so close yet also she felt as
though he was on the other side of the world. She closed her eyes still
gripping the rail and feeling the waves.
She suddenly remembered sitting in the hospital lobby in Barbados. Thinking
of his limp body barely breathing in the room next to the lobby. Her mind
flashed to that day. She could not get the picture of his eyes just as he
passed out, looking into hers, begging not to die. She then saw as he
committed to memory her face, and a small grin. She wanted to kiss him and
to pass her breath of life to him. She remembered holding him tightly,
never wanting to let go, rocking so slightly like a mother soothing a child.
A lump gathered in her throat as she fought back tears. She does not
remember how he had been saved. She had been whisked away in a van moments after he had passed out in her arms. While getting further away in the
safety of the van, she was looking back to him through the van windows. Her
heart was shattering as she could see the blood on the sidewalk next to
where he was in the spot she was sitting. She had held him everyday since
that time in her mind's eye, seeing his stare as he lost consciousness. She
would always have that moment, and the magic they exchanged in that single
moment.
The boat lurched as it found the dock in the harbor at Montreux. This city
of glitz and glamour, where money was never an issue, the casinos and the
nightlife here being unmatched by any others, was a gem in the crown of
Switzerland.
She stepped onto the Grand-Rue and a Taxi was waiting to deliver her to the
train station. Over her shoulder she could see Brock and Angelica exiting
the pier, and he waved for a taxi. They were on schedule, and everything to
this point had gone smoothly except for her lack of concentration on the
boat. She could not afford to be caught daydreaming on the train. She
would have to become more focused.
***
His hand was on the small of her back as they jumped aboard the train, and
were shown their car, and small set of beds, with a window overlooking the
lake. The small First Class Quarters, with small sleeping couchettes were
what he expected. This train ride would prove to be a good time to rest
before they arrived in Zermatt. He set his luggage aside and sat facing the
small compartment. They had arranged not to have other visitors during this
trip. Usually a first class compartment would house four passengers, but on
this trip it would be the two of them alone, a time for them to arrange for
the upcoming events, and to get to know each other on a more personal level. They needed to work on their cover. They must act as though they had
known each other for years. Right now, Angelica acted as though she was on
a first date. He knew a trained eye would discover this very easily. It
was time for him to meld their thoughts and to make sure a trained eye could
not mistake them for what they were.
"Well there are no bathtubs on this train, but we can order for drinks.
What will it be?"
"I'll have what you're having Brock," she said with a grin.
He opened the door where a porter was waiting for assistance. "Please bring
us a bottle of your finest scotch, and enough ice to last the evening", he
instructed. Brock then turned, are you hungry? Shall I order a small
meal?" he asked. He scratched out an order for the porter. "Some fruit and
cheese perhaps?" The porter was off on his errand like a he was just given
the order to advance on the enemy.
"That would be wonderful?" He noticed she was rummaging through her small
carry on bag and noticed she was pulling out her make up bag. She was
preparing for a quiet evening alone. He watched her as she organized. She
was bent at the waist and he was looking at her hips, and her legs. She was
athletic. He knew she would be able to handle herself given any physical
situation. Tonight she would pass her next test. He reached for her waist
and pulled her toward him. She let out a half giggle and then suddenly a
knock at the door.
"That will be the porter", he said.
He rose to get the door and as he started opening it, Natasha pushed it into
him and she stood in the doorway.
I guess since my little buddy RockChild can do this, I might as well jump off the same bridge. I guess I am not the first one to join in this interrogation. I finally succumbed to peer pressure.
Come on people let's try to stay Genuine. Remember my Mom reads this, so make sure you make her laugh too.
Please answer the following questions in the comments:
1. Who are you?
2. We never met, but would you like to?
3. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
4. Describe me in one word.
5. What reminds you of me?
6. If you could give me anything, what would it be?
7. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
8. Are you going to put this on your weblog and see what I say about you?
9. What do you love like a fat kid loves cake?
10. What makes you come back here?
Reverse Meme Excerpt: I participated over at Genuine's. It was so much fun, I just had to put it up here. Come on, you can be serious or silly. Please answer the following questions in the comments. 1. Who are you? 2. We... Weblog: Atypical Female Tracked: June 8, 2004 01:53 PM
Reverse Meme Excerpt: I participated over at Genuine's. It was so much fun, I just had to put it up here. Come on, you can be serious or silly. Please answer the following questions in the comments. 1. Who are you? 2. We... Weblog: Atypical Female Tracked: June 8, 2004 01:54 PM
A quiz?!?!?! Excerpt: Found these at Shaunacat's and Genuine's haunts. Please answer the following questions in the comments: 1. Who are you? 2.... Weblog: etherian's island Tracked: June 8, 2004 02:49 PM
1. Gina
2. How much have you had to drink?
3. Taz. You know why, lol.
4. good-natured
5. Golf balls
6. Happiness for the rest of your life.
7. You're a comment ho, yo. And, you're standing on my street corner. Move over.
8. Sure!
9. Potatoes
10. You know, I'm not sure. I think I'm brainwashed. :) ((hug)))
1. Rockchild
2. Yes,
3. Maximus, because your blog reminds me of him, he's my favorite Knight!
4. Cool
5. My James Bond movies
6. I can't say, but you will find out
7. Yes, read number 6 again if you forgot
8. I did, and thanks for your comment, but I'm gona steal back my bike from Mr. Clean, so you don't have to buy me a new one
9. I like to make friends, but this mean kid keeps giving me the finger
10. I come back because you are cool, and your book, and your cool looking blog, and I hope you Knight me one day!
1. Mad
2. Only if Mrs. G comes along too.
3. Can't think of one. :)
4. Genuine. LOL
5. Castles since your background has a castle.
6. A long and happy life with Mrs.G and the kiddos.
7. Nope. *G*
8. If I must. *G*
9. Chocolate ice cream!
10. Your posts -- I never know what you're going to say next.
You know I've answered like a 1/2 dozen of these... and i can't remember the questions yet.
1. Autumn - you're editor. Remember me? (btw, chapter 5? huh)
2. Meet you... sure, is that particular invite still open? I mean since you are helping sell my body and all.
4. Genuine
5. my bills, and insurance signs
6. a good kick in the... ok, no, more sleep
7. Nope
8. I did put it on mine, and you didn't say anything...
9. Tea, and Matt.
10. Your humor, and getting to pester you :)
1. Meeta
2. Sure, why not :)
3. G-man
4. Funny
5. Heh. when I hear stories about someone and their kid.
6. A guide on dealing with daughters ;) Esp. the teenage years.
7. nah. I'm pretty upfront
8. I should :)
9. Cake! ....and men. ;)
10. The funny stories and you :)
1) My name's Angie (if you haven't figured that out yet from the 100 million comments I leave around)
2) sure hop on a plane and come on over I'll put on the kettle.
3) I think Genuine suits you
4) Sweet
5) Taco Bell *smiles*
6) An easy labor for mrs.G (that's for you too so she won't yell at you)
7) no
8) I already did and only one person answered it
9) Uhh will you say I'm fat if I say cake? My baby's smile!
10) you are a good writer!
1) etherian to most, Jayne d'Arcy to others
2) Sure!
3) Gadabout - One who roams or roves about, as in search of amusement or social activity
4) exceptional
5) Lancelot
6) Shadowfax
7) Not that I can think of at the moment
8) I think so, but first I have to go and answer Shaunacat's questions.
9) Sugar
10) Your smile
1. Who are you? Andreah
2. We never met, but would you like to? I guess. If it was in a group setting and I looked really hot.
3. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. You like it when I call you 'Big Poppa'
4. Describe me in one word. Fantastical
5. What reminds you of me? Daddies I see playing in the park with their kiddos
6. If you could give me anything, what would it be? The perfect/healthy/happy new baby Genuine and a safe/quick/easy birth for Mrs. Genuine.
7. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? Yes. I grew up without a dad.
8. Are you going to put this on your weblog and see what I say about you? No, because no one cool visits my blog and when they do, they never do thse meme things which leaves me feeling not so important. I am not going to set myself up for such torture.
9. What do you love like a fat kid loves cake? Sugar free Jell-O in Green flavor and reality TV
10. What makes you come back here? My Hunger for goodness
1. Who are you? Leeman
2. Have we ever met? Nope - not in person.
3. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. G. Genuine has too many vowels.
4. Describe me in one word. PHAT
5. What reminds you of me? Old Spice (why? I have no idea), the word "Genuine", baseball shirts and the river rock in my yard.
6. If you could give me anything, what would it be? Lots. of. CASH.
7. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? Pfsh. Nope.
8. Are you going to put this on your weblog and see what I say about you? Been there. Done that. You didn't participate *cough*.
9. What do you love like a fat kid loves cake? Peanut M&M's, fishing, Reeses Peanut Butter cups, My wife, my kids and my dogs.
10. What makes you come back here? You're assuming I left.
1. Your sister in law you crazy man!
2. If we've never met I must be crazy
3. Lancelot - for obvious reasons
4. contemplative
5. Your children
6. the ability to sleep and relax
7. If I gave away all of my secrets then I just wouldn't be interesting
8. I'm just too afraid of what you might say!! (snicker0
9. Life!
10 You tell me to!!! Just joking. I love ya that's why!
1. Amber
2. Yes, this year sometime...
3. ummmm... Googally Bear...hmm? LOL
4. Friend
5. The word Boo
6. A new web cam *grin*
7. No, I alway speak my mind!
8. Yes... later today
9. Red wine and chocolate... together
10. You're my friend
1. Luke, I am your father.
2. Sure, as long as you're buying. Let's meet at the BMW dealership.
3. Sir Bedevere, since you seem to be a wise knight.
4. Fun.
5. Blogs with castles and knights on them.
6. Peace love and understanding. What's so funny?
7. No.
8. The answer is unclear at this time.
9. I think fat kids need love, too. I think I love Ben and Jerry's about that much, though.
10. The chance to answer quizzes.
1. Cher
2. Sure, why not we live in the same state.
3. Nothing comes to mind right now.
4. Genuine!
5. Pictures of Castles
6. Free babysitting
7. Nothing that I haven't said already
8. sure, why not
9. hmmm... starbucks frappachino's
10. Mostly habit... I can't go through the day without checking my blogrolls.
1. Suzy
2. Sure, why not. Our kids can torture each other instead of us!
3. Hmmm...Pimp Daddy! Mostly because I see you out and about pimpin' your site and your Castle is really pimped out!
4. Hilarious
5. Sandra Bullock for some odd reason
6. My Jury Duty Summons
7. You don't have to respond to all my comments. I know it's time consuming.
8. Yes, but I don't know how to use the Trackback feature.
9. Dr Pepper and Fried Chicken
10. Your story telling abilities. Mostly the funny stories about your kiddos.
I can't wait to see how high the Google Searches show up for that title. Apparently, Autumleaph has decided to offer herself to the highest bidder. I think I'll try to get a brokerage fee out of this. I should probably tell you or actually I think I'm obligated to tell you, "Caveat Emptor".
My host is apparently experiencing some technical difficulties with their server. If you have tried to comment and cannot, I'm sorry. If you try again it might work. If you can't read this then I'm sure the problems run deeper than I can imagine.
I am sure that if I were to call my Dad right now and tell him that my site is the most popular Google Search for "my time of the month", he would be so proud. His little boy has finally grown up.
I promise everyone I will have it out on Wednesday, provided she loses her red pen! Sheesh last time I saw her she looked a little uneasy. What do you think?
Uneasy - no wonder if your posting pictures like that! I mean come on... we all know I normally look much more gorgeous... it's the gimp arm that makes me get all worked up.
I'll get it back to you this morning. At least I make my deadlines. ;)
Yesterday, the kids were running through the sprinklers (ah to be a kid again....actually I like it too). I was in the safety of the airconditioned home, when I heard Genuine Girl barking orders like R. Lee Ermey and I decided to investigate. Yes, Mrs. G was not around, probably doing laundry which lately has consumed most of her time. As I entered the deck, I saw Genuine Boy sitting down arms crossed, head down in a submissive pout.
"What's wrong?" I asked not sure whether I really wanted the answer. Nothing, not a peep, just arms recrossed and head still down. "Hey" I shouted, thinking maybe he was as deaf as I think he is sometimes.
"I didn't do anything!", came the scream from Genuine Girl.
Of course all of you parents know exactly what that means.
"Are you okay buddy?" I queried.
Nothing. Not even looking at me, but I could see a bit of a lip protruding.
"What did you do?" I asked her.
"Nothing!", she screeched. "He's just being mean to me", she said.
Meanwhile she is holding said beachball. I told her to turn it over and in an attempt to try to get his attention, I throw said beachball, hitting him right in the head. Doink!
"I told him I was playing with that first!" she shouted, and then turned and said, "you're being mean to me too! God does not like that!" Arms crossing (what is it with the arm crossing?) she sits on deck and pouts. Ah, the truth uncovered!
"Okay, you guys play nice!" I said, leaving the scene as quickly as possible before being sucked into a theological disciplinarian argument with a 4 year old.
I turned just in time to see a devlish grin come over his face as he had finally wrangeld the ball from his sister. * Eye Roll* As I shut the door, she was chasing him shouting "Give it Back"! And he was running just fast enough, giggling and holding the ball over his head.
I thought a game of Sprinkler Dodgeball might be in order. Then, I suddenly remembered why Mrs. G is consumed in laundry. I would have made THE LIST, and we never want to be on THE LIST.
I would just like to point out as the youngest in my family...its always the younger siblings that get picked on by the older ones! That "infinite" power you all have is a bit intimidating. I laughed when I heard what your son did. That's pretty hilarious. I woulda done the same.
Ahhh, "I didn't do anything!", the defiant cry of the Bossy Big Sister. Would Genuine Girl like to come over and play with the Chickadee? Maybe we could just let them try to boss each other around until one or both of their heads explode!
Mir doesn't realize that Genuine Girl has Hula Girl that bosses her around plenty when they are together! Genuine Girl can hold her own. Genuine Girl has had practice.
My guess would be that it's something along the lines of a "shit list".. i.e. the list of people who shall die for doing things to piss the boss (Mrs G) off.
Sounds like a good drink huh? Actually, this is a twist on the Genuine 5 and now we must list those 5 people we would have sex with if we were homosexual. Unless of course you are already gay which would mean you should put the opposite sex of 5 people you would like to roll with in the hay.
I think Spring must be in the air! Zero and Catawampus are having their thoughts. Now Scarlett Haven is throwing everything into reverse.
Venture on to see those that are are my list! My Hotties in Order!
OMG, I went to acting school with Taye Diggs... he really IS that hot, and a sweetie, too. I can't believe I left him off my list. Excellent choices, Genuine-femme. ;)
I SO am not going to do this. I could pretend to be gay so I could put five members of the opposite sex, but then people would think I was gay. But if I put five men down that would suggest that I had given it any thought which would also suggest I was gay. So I'm just not going to comment at all.
This is surprisingly easy (I wonder what that mean) - in no specific order:
Grace Slick
Queen Noor
Goldie Hawn
Patty Hanson
Joanna Lumley
Apparently, I have a thing for older women?!?
I really don't like saying who's number 1, 2, or 3, and there are some other girls I really like and we all know that I wanted to add to the list, but I didn't want to leave out my Mom and grandma. Hope you all understand.
Glad that you added the "if you are gay" clause...equal time, ya'know?
okay, here goes....
1. Brad Pitt, I know, the obvious
2. John Corbit...
3. Demi Moore (damn! how did she sneak in there?)
4. Robert Downey Jr. minus the drugs
5. James Gandolfini (think it's the power thing)
What if your door swings both ways, if you get my hinge.... er, drift? I guess since I'll choose the girly list then.
1. Angelina Jolie
2. Gina Gershon
3. Lucy Lui
4. Kim Cattrall
5. Helena Bonham Carter
I was chatting with someone today and since I think she is hiding her age, I won't mention any names (check out her Genuine 100, which BTW is only 50 so far). She did say that she graduated 8th grade in 1982. I then flashed back to 1982, and lo and behold, I graduated from high school on this day in history 22 years ago. Yes, that makes me old. What the hell was I thinking? Number 3 child? Not yet here? 32 days? Where are my pills?
But you made me remember that I graduated 16 years ago when I was 16, and that was kinda appealing in an OCD let's-go-straighten-the-fringe-on-the-carpet kinda way....
You are only barely older than me. This year will be my 20th high school reunion. And here I am, newly divorced with 1 kid. Not what many would call a successful life, but you know what? I am happy. For the first time in my life I am happy.
I graduated from fifth grade on this day 22 years ago.....that makes me 32....33 in 2 months.....excuse me while i sob!!
comment by Shelly at 09:53 AM on 06.06.04
Mindy -- I started young. *G* Had my oldest one month after I turned 17 so mom always says I was a baby having babies and now we're all growing old together. LOL
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I'm thirty seven -- I'm not old!
ARTHUR: Well, I can't just call you `Man'.
DENNIS: Well, you could say `Dennis'.
ARTHUR: Well, I didn't know you were called `Dennis.'
DENNIS: Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you?
ARTHUR: I did say sorry about the `old woman,' but from the
behind you looked--
DENNIS: What I object to is you automatically treat me like an
inferior!
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
After reading the Zero Boss and Mindy's sites today, I decided it was time for me to enter the fray. I must respond to some of these questions. I am stealing these questions from them. They stole em from a bunch of others who undoubtedly stole em from someone and so on and so on and so on......
1. Do you try to look hot when you go to the grocery store just in case someone recognizes you from your blog?
I look hot all the time, but my armour covers my face.
2. Are the photos you post Photoshopped or otherwise altered?
If I knew how to do that.....would I look like that?
3. Do you like it when creeps or dorks email you?
Nobody ever emails, but if they do they find out I'm a dorkish creep.
4. Do you lie in your blog?
No, but I do wallow in it sometimes.
5. Are you passive-aggressive in your blog?
Only agressive when asked if I'm passive aggressive!
6. Do you ever threaten to quit writing so people will tell you not to stop?
Wait a minute who said anything about writing?
7. Are you in therapy? If not, should you be? If so, is it helping?
Why, what have you heard?
8. Do you delete mean comments? Do you fake nice ones?
I only delete my faked ones.
9. Have you ever rubbed one out while reading a blog? How about after?
I loaned my eraser to Rockchild for his using in drawings.
10. If your readers knew you in person, would they like you more or like you less?
How much have I had to drink?
11. Do you have a job?
Yes I do, but I work on the side.
12. If someone offered you a decent salary to blog full-time without restrictions, would you do it?
I'm not gettig paid for this? Honey........
13. Which blogger do you want to meet in real life?
How much have I had to drink? Actually, the reverse is who the hell would wanna meet me. If you do, I'll meet you to (please refer to dorkish creep answer above).
14. Which bloggers have you made out with?
Just this one. And let me tell you, she's HOT. Wait did I link that right? Oops, I must have forgotten to erase that last fake comment.
15. Do you usually act like you have more money or less money than you really have?
My children have my money ask them.
16. Does your family read your blog?
Yes, and they have written me out of the will. At least I have family that has joined the madness.
17. How old is your blog?
Four months in people years.
18. Do you get more than 1000 page views per day? Do you care?
I have a slow connection and can't seem to push refresh quickly enough to get there, but I bet I'm there before him.
19. Do you have another secret blog in which you write about being depressed, slutty, or a liar?
Oh, this kills me - yes yes yes - after we expend a TON of family energy (and usually $) and then at least one is full-out wailing and one starts with "why we never do anything fun" and then the others chime in so in my family that adds up to 1 wailing + 3 whining = 2 parents shouting "We'll never do anything FUN again!"
Yes the same thing at my house. It cost me 60 dollars to take them to that movie. Not counting drinks for four kids popcorn and candy and as soon as we walked in the door of the hosue...I'm bored!
I fully expected to wake this morning after my marathon sleep to see flying cars, world peace and a cure for cancer. Not that I expect these things to be accomplished anytime soon, its just I feel as though I was in hyper-sleep for about 100 years.
Every muscle in my body is screaming at me to nurish it, and the other part of my body is saying "Are you really sure you want to do that?" Thank you for all of the well wishes and advice. It's nice to have so many mothers looking after me. Did you here that Mom? You can go on vacation now, we got you covered.
I would like to wish everyone a happy Friday. Yeah, it has been a short week and shorter for me than others.
This weekend, I have homework for everyone. For those of you that are married, I want you to think back to a time when you first were dating your spouse (or significant other), and tell them what you remember most about that time. For those of you that are just now dating, tell your significant other, what it was like after the first three dates. Tell them of your excitement.
Sometimes our lives get caught up in our jobs, our children, church, PTA, (BLOGS) or other things that seem to consume our every last minute of free time. We forget that our free time was once consumed by the one person we loved and honored. Take some time this weekend, no matter how small that time may be, and consume yourself with your husband, your wife, your boyfreind or girlfriend, and significant other (did I leave anyone out?).
The little time you take now could last a lifetime.
No Mrs. G, nobody is making me say this by holding a gun to my head. Of course 20+ hours of sleep with fever, can cause some side effects.
Great idea! And since my siblings are visiting this weekend, I think I'll take it a step further and tell them about all the cool things I liked about them growing up.
Remember that time at Kareoke with Paula & Lisa.(the 1st time they met you) You sang "The Dance" by Garth. P said we never lost eye contact, and that she wanted to find that kinda of love. Well I never want to lose that kinda love. I wouldn't have missed this for the world!!
comment by MrsG at 10:18 AM on 06.04.04
I'll do that, thanks! I mean ... ummm... if we can find the time, this weekends a little over-booked! Then again, there's always those few minutes when I'm at the bathroom sink, and he's behind the commode door, and we have a few minutes to converse ... romantic huh?
Oh man - I had a comment, but totally lost it reading the left by Mrs. G! **sniff** you guys are sooo romantic **heavy sigh** Gotta go and see what the hubby's doin'!
But having been high school sweethearts with my husband and together for 14 years now, We reminisce all the time.
Things like, remember the time we got caught making out in Gym class and Mr. Thoyer made us be on different dodge-ball teams afterwards? I remember feeling so embarrassed that the whole class now knew we were going out.
Remember going up to Comstock park during lunch-time and throwing beer cans at the ducks while Ben rolled J's? I remember feeling that I was indeed cool enough to be hanging out with you and your best guy friend.
Remember the first time we wanted to "do it" and your parents wouldn't go to bed that Friday night so we had to stay up in your room and pretend to "study" instead? I was so anxious and nervous that we would both be losing our virginity...to each other and look, 14 years later, we made a baby!
Those are serious conversations we had just last week...cool huh??
But having been high school sweethearts with my husband and together for 14 years now, We reminisce all the time.
Things like, remember the time we got caught making out in Gym class and Mr. Thoyer made us be on different dodge-ball teams afterwards? I remember feeling so embarrassed that the whole class now knew we were going out.
Remember going up to Comstock park during lunch-time and throwing beer cans at the ducks while Ben rolled J's? I remember feeling that I was indeed cool enough to be hanging out with you and your best guy friend.
Remember the first time we wanted to "do it" and your parents wouldn't go to bed that Friday night so we had to stay up in your room and pretend to "study" instead? I was so anxious and nervous that we would both be losing our virginity...to each other and look, 14 years later, we made a baby!
Those are serious conversations we had just last week...cool huh??
Awwww this is almost enough to make me wish I HAD a significant other. Glad you're feeling better and you and Mrs. G are still all mushy-gaga over each other!
Thanks to YOU and MrsG, I plan on going out on a wonderful (much needed) date with my sweetie to celebrate our anniversary while we reminesce about the past 17 years together.
Thank you both so very much for your kindness. You're the bestest! :)
I'm not married, or never have been - but you made me think about other important people in my life. Those who I should spend more time with, and do more for as I can. Thanks for that... I try to do it often, but I do get side tracked and need to be reminded once in a while.
glad you are feeling better......what would we do without your simple reminders to pay attention to the important things in life?......you should have a new motto at the top of your blog "Genuine...the Hallmark of blogs"......:-)....*lots of hugs *
Poor you...saltines when you can, and lots of water, in little sips. Start slow, a few sips every 15 minutes, and work your way up. Jeeze...sounds like I'm a mother, huh?
comment by Theresa at 08:41 AM on 06.04.04
How about a guest author?
Seriously, hope you feel better. Nothing worse than having to take care of everybody while you feel like crap. Drink lots of fluids, the dehydration will make you feel worse than the flu. Hope you're back on your feet soon.
Well now that we have our name submission completed, I would like to thank you all for voting. The name Aidan James has been submitted for consideration.
Since we are now on the homestretch of this pregnancy, (I say that like I have anything to do with it other than the initial oops) we need to have a baby pool. Yeah you know those obligatory things you do at the office or I guess now on this blog.
So first things first! Some background to make your choices more educated.
The little bump is scheduled to arrive on July 7, 2004. We think it is a very cool date, because Genuine Girl was born 9/9/99, and it would be nice to have a 7/7, (no I don’t mean the drink). Genuine Girl arrived a day early of her due date, and Genuine Boy arrived a day late of his due date. Both were born just after noon on their respective birthdates. Mrs. G likes to get her sleep before going to the hospital. The labor for each was a piece of cake *ducks*. Actually I mean not long. Sorry Honey.
Genuine Girl was 7 pounds 11 ounces, and was 20 inches long.
Genuine Boy was 7 pounds 13 ounces and was 21 inches long.
Now the rules of this pool are simple we have all done this before. Each of you picks a date you think that Genuine Baby will be born. Some interesting side notes are that the 4th of July is a cool date, and Mrs. G’s birthday is 7/5.
Next you will pick the birthweight of the baby. And for Euros, please try to convert it to pounds not Kilos or Stones or whatever it is you use to describe babies weights.
Finally, as tie breaker, we want you to guess the baby’s height or I guess maybe the length. This will be a tie breaker incae some of you choose the same date and weight. If for any reason there is a tie, I’ll let the committee decide what to do, in other words, mommy gets the final say.
We are offering prizes for the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place finishers. Not sure what the prizes are yet, but I am suggesting a night’s stay at the Genuine Household changes diapers and rocking the little one. Okay maybe not something that nice. Record your guesses in the comment section, and I will record them. Good Luck!
Hey, I'm a 9/9 too! I'll say the fireworks get the little one going and GBJ (Genuine Boy Jr.) makes his appearance 7/6 early in the morning (sorry Ma'am, but you're due for a middle of the night extravaganza) weighing in at a healthy 8'3" and stretching out 21.5 inches.
" And for Euros, please try to convert it to pounds..." -
That gave me a wee giggle: I presume you mean for Europeans, but when I first started reading this I was thinking along the lines of converting Euro currency to pounds Sterling! Hmm, not quite the conversion you were looking for eh?
My vote, though, is 8lb 2 oz, and 22 inches long. Bigger and longer! (God, poor Mrs G ...)_
AJ will be born on July 10, 2004. He'll be 7 pounds 6 ounces and 21 and a half inches. Why do I say that? He'll share a birthday with my Demon, be the weight my oldest was when she was born and the height will be the same as my 11 year old and my youngest when they were born. Like how I fit them all in there? *G*
I think Bump will be born on July 6
weigh 7 pounds 10 ounces
20 inches long
and he will be born after lunch time, which is after 1 o'clock for me.
I think it would be cool if the first place winner could be put into the Round Table blogroll, but if they are in it already, then I don't know. Maybe a star next to there name like the kinds I get at school for doing good work, but I have not got a star in a long time, maybe my teacher ran out.
I have only recently found this blog so I do not know if there have been updates as to how this pregancy is going but my first two were about the same size and my third was a pound heavier- so: 8lbs, 8ozs. to be born on July 8 and with a length of 21 3/4 inches. Hope the labor is short and the delivery room air-conditioned.
comment by Amy at 04:05 PM on 06.03.04
Alright Bump, listen to your aunt Michele now...
July...1
8 lbs. 4 oz
21 inches long
I just know I got it all wrong. It was hard to guess "low" since my last baby was 10 pounds 6 oz.
I was going to guess that but I didn't want Mrs G. to make you ban me.
In spite of Amber's attempts to stuff the ballot box, I am now declaring the winner of the middle name to be submitted. The winner shall be "JAMES". So now that the bill has passed committee, both the house and the senate, it's time now to take it to the Queen for her thumbs up or down. I think Aidan James has a nice ring.
Of course all of this is moot since Amber and Mindy have now gave the little guy an official nickname. "BUMP". I am so calling him that from now forward.
Hope Mrs. G takes this all in stride. Not sure how I would take to the entire bloggin community naming my own little bump. Well, at least she has the final approval or veto.
Yes since I came to England I have come to terms with the fact that every baby is a bump until it is born. You would be surprised at how cute it sounds when they say it too. Oh how is your bump today???
My Chickadee was called Blob until she was born (even got some cards at my shower addressed to Blob). Monkey was Bug until birth. All those little names are cute until the kid is in your arms, and after that, people just look at you like you're nuts.
Hooray for Aiden James! It's the syllable thing, I'm telling ya. ;)
This might be my last comment for the day since I'm moving, but I just wants to say Yay for Aidan James!
Bump is a cool nickname. My mom just told me that my nickname before I was born use to be fatso, then when I was born I was called Cornbread until they was able to come up with a name which took a few days.
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Hey -- tell Mrs.G to wait until the 10th. That way AJ and my Demon with share a birthday. :)