http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/ Life As Lou Wed, 29 Jun 2005 09:10:01 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2005. Parenting Humor Photography http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/108.html Wed, 29 Jun 2005 17:05:51 GMT I have moved this site to a new home filled with many wonderful features that make me smile. It is also totally redesigned!!!! Yippee!!! You should come visit me at my new site: Life As Lou . Hope to see you there :-) Also. . .I have updated my blogroll on the new site, I hope you'll update to my new little corner of the internet. . .and tell your friends :-) (Yes, that's a shameless plug to hopefully drive more traffic to my new site. . .humor me. . .I could have an incurable disease. . .) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=108 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/107.html Tue, 28 Jun 2005 21:11:11 GMT When I had Maggie I decided I wasn’t going to start her on solids until she wanted them. I wanted to keep this baby a baby as long as possible, and in all honesty, starting solids just causes more work for me. There is nothing as easy as whipping out a breast and being done with it. No prep, no clean up, just instant lunch. I was hoping Maggie would be content with this until she was one. She isn’t. When we were traveling she grabbed a cracker out of my hand and went into a state of joyful delirium gumming it until it melted and crumbled and I had to fish the tiny pieces out... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=107 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/106.html Mon, 27 Jun 2005 22:25:42 GMT Last night I laid awake in bed trying to make sense of a disturbing situation I found myself in a week ago. I wanted to drop by an old friend’s home while I was visiting North Dakota. It’s been almost five years since I’ve seen this couple, but they were very dear to my heart and they played a pretty important role in my life when I was in high school. My mother had run into one of them and he extended an invitation for me to just drop on by when I was in town, so I did. When she opened the door I almost didn’t recognize her. I thought that perhaps she had just slept in, and that... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=106 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/105.html Mon, 27 Jun 2005 17:49:04 GMT Maggie hit six months on our trip. She's growing up so fast. http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=105 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/104.html Mon, 27 Jun 2005 00:42:07 GMT - I realize that the Rescue Hero toys and shows are trying to promote the everyday, nonviolent heros like fire fighters and doctors, but in the whole grand scheme of things, is it freakier to have someone shooting at you or is it worse to have your house picked up by a twister and thrown into the ocean? Just asking. - Maggie is eating rice cereal. The first box I opened had a bug in it. Yum Yum. Gerber is sending people to inspect the commissary food storage and also sending me several coupons. They had better be good coupons. - My Pampered Chef stoneware bar pan broke,... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=104 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/103.html Fri, 24 Jun 2005 17:46:56 GMT My little sister, Janice, got married last week. It was beautiful. I have never seen my sister looking so radiant. I even like my brother in-law, Ian As I watched them I couldn’t help but reflect back on my own marriage and the things I have learned in these past few years. My sister is nineteen and seems so young to me. The funny thing is, I was married at nineteen too. I kept watching her and asking myself, “was I really that young?” I don’t believe there is such a thing as too young or too old, or too slow or too fast. It’s just when it’s right. Those first few... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=103 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/102.html Fri, 24 Jun 2005 02:55:37 GMT At about 12:15 on the day before we were flying away to North Dakota Jonas curled up in my lap and fell asleep. If we were talking about a normal child, we would say, “How sweet!” but we aren’t. This is Jonas, the boy who stopped cuddling at six weeks old because he had more important things to attend to. If Jonas gets cuddly, I know one thing is for sure. The kid is sick. He can be completely unsymptomatic, but I know he’s sick. On the flip side, it doesn’t matter if he is heaving his lunch onto the carpet, until he snuggles, I consider him healthy. About twenty minutes... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=102 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/101.html Mon, 20 Jun 2005 17:42:37 GMT I know, I know, I said I'd try to post and all, but I really have been quite busy on this here vacation/wedding thing I've been on for almost two weeks now. The wedding was lovely, but more on that later. I will be back home and blogging soon, enjoying my computer that runs with such great speed (after two weeks of riding my parents ramless dinosaur, I have forgiven my husband for every cent he has spent adding bits of memory to our computer. Ours is running at least in the neolithic stage. . .) While you are anxiously awaiting some new posts from yours truly, you really ought to... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=101 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/98.html Sat, 11 Jun 2005 22:54:24 GMT This really funny thing happened to me when I was expecting Maggie. I was about six months along, sitting in my closet folding some clothing when I sneezed and simultaneously wet my pants. It was only a little bit, but still, I just knelt there in shock thinking, “did I really just do that? Did that just happen?” After changing my pants I figured it was just a random thing, perhaps from the extreme strain on my bladder from kneeling down. That theory lasted about two hours until I did it again. I learned very quickly to cross my legs and hold it with all my might every time I felt a sneeze... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=98 http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/archive/97.html Thu, 09 Jun 2005 16:05:20 GMT I tried to do a nice thing the other day. We were in line at Burger King and when the manager turned around I couldn’t help but notice that her shirt was tucked into her underwear. I am the kind of person who would like to be told when I am in an embarrassing way. Toilet paper stuck to my shoe? Half a salad in my teeth? Shirt tucked into my undies? I forgot to button my shirt up after feeding the baby? (Don’t laugh, it happens). Please, please let me know about it. Make the quiet humiliation end right then and there. Don’t let me run around for another six hours with my shirt... (more) http://blackberrylou.blogdrive.com/comments?id=97