yellowjackets and papas...

so kev and i decided we'd eat at my most very favorite restaurant, the garage, yesterday afternoon. God decided to give montana a little break from the blizzards and gave us this beautiful afternoon of 75 degree weather and the garage has outside seating and so, kev and i took full advantage.

as always - the food was amazing. i'm talking amazing, amazing. i love the garage soup shack. soup from the shack, even on a 75 degree day, makes the world go round.

then my mom called. she was in town and decided she would join us. so she got there and placed her order and everything was great. there was only one problem - yellowjackets. boooo. and they were all over the place. me? i didn't care. i was too busy enjoying my lunch but my mom on the other hand was going nuts. i mean coo-coo-pants. everytime a yellowjacket would get close she'd jerk her body around as if she were having a major seizure and then if that didn't work she'd start swatting. mind you, here we are, this beautiful day out on the patio surrounded by the other 30+ tables and here's mamacita - losing her mind over the bees. (sidenote: apparently she was stung about 10 years ago and her jerking/seizure methods have worked since then). so i calmly say to one mamacita, "ummm, yo, mama... be cool my baby. if you don't bother them, they don't bother you." so right after i finish my sentence one starts flying around her head and she closes her eyes (tightly) and starts to shut down... or so i think (as pictured below): the bee flew around for a second and i said, "ummm, mom... he's gone." she ignores me. i briefly looked at kevin, whos face was red from holding in the monster laugh he was about to let loose and then i say, "MOM... HE'S GONE." to which she replies, "i was praying." bwaahahahaha! seriously gotsa' love the mama.

so after that little yellowjacket episode (and my 4th ice tea) i decided i needed to go potty. so i go on into the garage and head to the rest room. this is where it happened friends. i stooped to a brand new low. as i was approaching the rest room i noticed this very nice looking old man (you know the type... sun shade hat to block the sun off his head, big ole' sun shades to go over his regular glasses, hawaiian shirt, long pants, velcro shoes, 80+ years old) very obviously looking around for the bathroom. we were both directly in front of the unisex bathroom door... he was there first people... but i knew where it was. so i cut him off at the pass. that's right... i barged on in and quickly shut the door.

it should make you a little less judgemental to know that i did hurry. i really did. and when i came out, he smiled. maybe he didn't even realize what i had done. (i'm going to stick with this story...)

gotta love lunch at the garage on a tuesday afternoon. :)

words of wisdom...

in all actuality, i've had a relatively easy pregnancy. sure, i'm exhausted and my hips fall out of their place every now and then and yes, i wake up almost nightly with a charlie horse straight from hell, but otherwise i'm doing good.

that said; in these moments of weakness i secretly wish i could fast-forward through the rest of my pregnancy and just push play right after i've finished pushing and am holding my sweet babe nora in my arms. i received an email from my awesome mom this afternoon and this is what it said:

If I could do it all over again, instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

wow. aren't moms awesome? well said my mama. two points for you. oh, and by the way... i love you. :)

and now... why my auntie and mom are better than yours:

today is a good day friends. no, scratch that... today is a GREAT day!

i've always loved my most favorite aunt steph. she's the lady in my life that each time i go to her house it's a little better than it was the time before. she always has the cutest stuff. if she ever had a garage sale, i'd go broke buying everything she had. (plus some IOU's).

anyway - back to the point. her and my mommy really delivered. they bought me and lulabelle the sweetest stroller set up known to man. my auntie steph bought 75% and my mommy dearest came in on the other 25%. why? cuz they are the greatest! check out our new digs:

hahaha! your jealous, huh? :) i thought there was no way on this earth, no matter how much i begged and pleaded with kevin, that i would be the owner of this gem. i honestly did not realize that mommyhood would bring such silly feelings and that i could get so unbelieveably happy and excited about a stroller. this little beauty is not only a stroller, but a jogger and will haul lulabelle around until she is 45lbs! whooo hoooo! i'm in love with this, my bumbleride indie, from my auntie and my mommy. so thank you, thank you, thank you aunt steph and mom! you guys are the BEST!

another funny before i end my attention whore rant... kevin told me last night since my mom bought us the nicest most expensive glider/ottoman known to man and my auntie delievered such an amazing "wheel chair" (yes, he seriously refers to my indie stroller as a wheel chair) we need to put them to good use and have at least 10 kids. pppffft! i told him, "umm, honey, let's just get through this one and take it a day atta' time, mmk? love you much kev." seriously, can't live without me some funny daily kevin.

me lovey my mamacita!

well friends, my mamacita came to the rescue and pulled me out of my glider blues. she saved the day! :)

above you will see a picture of my mommy rocker in my baby's room. that's right!that wonderful, beautiful, super comfy glider/ottoman combo is in my house right this second. all because my mommy loves me. :) oh how i do love being an only child providing mamacita with her very first granbaby. i couldn't have picked a better one myself. i'm so grateful to have such an awesome mama.

also - this weekend the eagles picked up a great big ole' win against the big dumb giants! woot woot! which means - they are headed to the NFC championship game against arizona (a team which i whole-heartedly believe they can beat) and then to the 'ship! kevin agreed that IF we are having a boy and the eagles win the superbowl we will name him talon and decorate his nursery with the eagles theme. cawwww cawwwwwwwwww! gooooooo eagles! ohhh yes, life is oh so good. :)