lucy lou

Sorry I haven't posted lately. Zdalebaby came down with the Flu, I've been fighing it off and working on a contract sewing job. It's done, Zdalebaby and I are both well enough to funtion, now I have to get back to working on the Baby Shower stuff. Oh, I don't mean to sound as if it is a hardship to work on the party favors, 'cause its not. I'm really enjoying it! I just can't post too much about it until after the party. I don't think Heat reads my blog, but just incase, I don't want to say too much.

This is my darling Lucy Lou. She is the apple of my eye, but I am having some problems with her. She has starting chewing on the garage door frame. How can I get her to stop? When Zdalebaby and I are going to be gone all day, we put her (and potato head our jack russel) in the garage. They have their beds and water and we never use to have problems with them. Now she is chewing the door frame. WTF? The only new thing is we are in a new house, but she didn't do this for the first month in this house, so why now? And I hate to crate her. She hate the crate. With a hugh firey passion does she hate the crate. I don't know what to do. Sigh.

come sail away with me

I’m obsessed. Over the moon, crazier than a 6 year old going to Disney World! I'm going on a GIRL'S TRIP! My friend, Marathon Girl, got a promotion Tuesday, then signed her divorce papers on Wednesday. She mentioned she wanted to go on a Girl’s Trip, to celebrate her promotion. Due to the promotion and her Air Force Reserves duties were scheduling it for May. I am so ficken excited I am beside myself. I’ve never taken a girl’s trip. Zdalebaby has a standing guys trip, they go the second weekend in June. Now it’s my turn!

Marathon Girl wants to go on a cruise or to an all-inclusive resort. I’m kinda leaning toward a cruise. I’ve never been to an all-inclusive resort, but I haven’t found deals to one the way I have for cruises. It is the airfare that makes it so expensive. Either way, I want to go party with the girls in the worst way. I want to spend a long weekend lying in the sun (on a boat or in sand, I don’t care, I’m not that picky!) eating myself silly and drinking the night away.

I think we should all have a girl’s trip and cruise together. We could take over the ship and have a good women bonding time. If we take a cruise, we're leaving out of Tampa, so East Coast girls, ROAR! Who's comming with me?

Mushroom anyone?

So, this is the last pincushion I will bore you with (for a while, 'cus I'm having fun making them). Tee-hee. I need to start working on baby shower favors.

I did it!

I broke my sewing slump. I finshed a project! Yea!!! Of course, this one took me half an hour in front of the tv, but I like it. It's a bit crude, but for a first try it passes muster. It's about 2 inches tall, really it should only be about 1 inch tall. I found this project at blog that I surfed yesterday. The Pincushion Challenge She has a really cool Flikr tutorial. I'm going to make another tonight, but this time I'm going to make a mushroom. Which will probably be 2 inches tall too.

Scared Silly

I am fricken terrified of having kids. Truly scared spit less. To make matters worse, I’m not really sure why. Zdalebaby and I were talking about it last night. He’s ready, and half of me agrees with him. The other half is running away, as fast as possible, screaming NOOOOOOOO!!!

I’m 34, if I’m going to have any kids, it’s time to start. On the plus side, all my friends are doing it. No, I don’t mean I am a lemming; it is a bonus that my kids will have friends to grow up with. My family is far away, so I love the fact that I have a great support group in my friends, that my kids will have “Aunts & Uncles” here in town. My father was the youngest of 14. When I was growing up, my life was filled with extended family. Family functions were always filled with kids and grown-up have fun. Good times. So having my friends in the same time of life as I am, well, I consider it to be a good thing.

On the negative side, kids are a big responsibility. BIG RESPONSIBILITY!!!! HUGE! TERRIFING! To have and raise a child, to take on them for the rest of your life, to make sure they become happy, productive people. I am so afraid I’m going mess them up. I’m afraid of having to raise them on my own. I’m not afraid that Zdalebaby will leave me, but I am horribly afraid of something happening to him and me being left alone to care for them. I can take care of myself, financially, barely, but taking care of children and myself? My mouth is dry, I’m so scared of the idea. Shudder!