A little bit of mischief

If you watch Kalyn it won't be long before you realize what a nut she is. As soon as she hears the beep of the camera focusing on her, she turns and poses, it's hallarious. One thing's for sure, she doesn't like to be alone. She wants to be where the people are ... all the time.

Watching Daddy put up a picture and sporting Ohio State.

Learning to stand up inside her changing table and "helping" me with laundry.

Squeezing behind the couches and getting into the fridge.

Chowing down and making my heart melt.

This video shows a little taste of what she is like ... notice her stopping to dance to the music (I love that part). Not too bad for 9 1/2 months.

33

I turned 33 on the 15th. Wow, 33! I don't feel it at all ... well, except for the morning when I roll out of bed and walk like a 80 yr old man for the first 30 steps. Oh yeah, and when I see my face wrinkle when I smile. Oh, and when I go clothes shopping and actually wonder, "is this too young for me, do I need to dress older?" I don't even know where to shop to get "older looking clothes." Maybe I am feeling older, I just haven't been aware of all the signs ... well up until now, that is. Ahhhhh, I should have left it alone, "ignorance is bliss."

None the less, as I get older and older, I look forward to my birthday less and less. I remember as a kid making those chains where you tear off one link everyday until B-Day. It's funny though, every year as I think about it less and less , my birthdays get progressively better and better. Maybe it's because I'm not expecting anything ... then bamb ... it's a really good day.

My highlights: the ladies at work made t-shirts (contribution of Rachael) and cupcakes the day before the big day; I dressed Kalyn and I alike (I better do it now when she is still unaware); Joanne took me out to Starbucks in the morning, which in itself would have made my day; to Rubios for lunch with Rachael; talked to all my family; got lots of texts and calls from friends; took a short siesta; watched a movie; and Paradise Bakery for dinner.

Now that's a good day!

One big spoonful of SUCKY

Jason and I went to Santa Barbara for my 10 year college reunion last weekend and it's taken me this entire week to even write about it... that's how wonderful it was. Here's why:

It all started with an eight hour car rides with an 9 month old ... which in itself isn't horrible, but in light of the rest of the events, just adds to the weekend. Within 2 hours of reaching Santa Barbara I started not feeling well, only to start throwing up at 3 am. It was so bad, I moved a chair into the bathroom so I didn't have to sit on the floor anymore, or even move for that matter. I pretty much just sat and puked. Anyway, just as I finished releasing anything solid or liquid from my body, Jason got sick. Luckily I was no longer puking when Jason started in, so I became the nominee to watch Kalyn.

Side note ... to any of you mothers who still have to mother when you're sick ... we deserve awards or medals or something.

Back to the story ... so, I was looking forward to nap time, getting some rest and taking a break from my still queasy stomach and pounding headache ... but wishful thinking seeing as Kalyn needed to go down in a pack-n-play, in a room with linen drapes (so it was extremely bright), and next to the bed where her puking father lay ... lets just say the nap didn't happen. Ahhhhh! This is where I felt like falling to my knees and asking, "Why me, God. Why me?" in a very whiny voice.

So, I stayed at home, feeling like crap and taking care of my now sick husband and nap-refusing daughter ... and all the while missing EVERY reunion event the entire weekend. I was really looking forward to catching up with classmates I haven't seen in 10 years. I was bummed, bummed, bummed. .I'm still bummed when I think about it. And being sick away from home is sucky on top of sucky. And just to top it off, we had one more 8 hour car ride home with the same pounding headache I'd nursed all weekend.

So, if you're wondering why I titled this "one big spoonful of sucky" ... now you know.