F*CK I've got a JOB

I don't know whether to jump and yell or sit here and cry. At this point i'm totally confused as to how this is going to work. We have one working car and a pos truck that needs a rebuilt head..whatever that means. And I start Monday! auuuuuuughhhhhhhhhhh. I'm off to go stress.

So I thought I had a sleeping genious for a baby... I think it was cruel joke from the person who invented swaddling. Obviously he can't be swaddled forever, but man, that child doesn't care so much for having a free arm. We decided to unwrap an arm at a time, and on friday we'll unwrap the other one and hope he'll learn to sleep unwrapped, he woke up at 4 a.m. both days over the weekend and a little after 4 a.m. this morning. I just laid there and listened to him jabber for about a half hour before I finally drug myself out of bed.

We went to the Puyallup fair twice this year, once last weekend Seth, Lucas and I went and it rained the whole damn time. Not so much fun eating bar-b-que sandwiches in a downpoor, down right sucky to be exact. But all in all we had a good time, bought 400 count egyptian cotton sheets any size just 20 bucks! Then we went again just as a girls night and had a really good time. Somehow we planned our night perfectly intime for a bow wow concert... I seriously worry about our boys going to school these days. We wandered around until we were so tired we were just laughing and making a scene being dorky. I 'might have' announced loudly Allison had some bidness to attend to (my sister has to POOP) and then we were all laughing at the look on her face and I couldn't even defend myself when she went all WWE on my ass and took me down! which reminds me of a story when I threw her a bridal shower and we played a game of how well do you know the bride. My mom didn't want to lose and begged me to tell her the answer to "what does allison want to be when she grows up?" well at the time becoming a teacher was the answer but I convinced her it was to become a WWE Diva. Having her read her answer to the crowd was priceless and still makes me laugh to think about it.

Seth's company hosts a picnic every summer for employee's and their family, they do giveaways and contests and games which by the way, he took first in the hoola hoop contest. We went on Saturday before Sethy's partay and had fun. The people he works with are really great, always friendly and welcoming with fun stories from all the guys who were previously military. He is a contractor for a company who maintains and fixes military vehicles on a local military base. I'm just excited for Lucas to get bigger and be able to go play in all the big hummvees and 5 tons he works on. I do believe that'd be some cool stuff to a little boy.

Which brings me to Sethy's party and the wonder that is Karens' house. Why oh why is it that EVERY time Lucas has gone to her house he loses his shit. Crying, screaming, squirming, can't console him at all. EVERY TIME. We found this out the hard way when we dropped him off about a month ago for her to babysit while we went for a jog at the track down the street from them, came back and he was a mess, just cried the whole time. He knows Karen, loves her at our house, loves her at my moms house but man, in her own house. no love. I pretty much spent the whole party in her bedroom trying to calm him down.

Today is the last day I get to watch Seth before he goes to daycare with Nolan. I've had alot of fun getting to watch him, it's nice to get close and have him get attention without having to share it with his brother and while lucas naps it's just me and him. One thing I won't really miss is his infatuation with poking Lucas in the eye, mouth and nose oh and using his soft spot as a boost. Besides that, it's been a fun six months.

well that was a ton of random and now i'm off to work out while the boys are still asleep, this isn't letting me move pictures when I add them to the post otherwise there would be a ton of cute pictures of the kiddos and one of my new hair cut!

August 23, 2008

I'm getting MARRIED! Well, that's not anything new to the people who actually know me and for the seven girls in my bridal party. Hopefully eight if i can talk Seth into adding one more on each side!

I 'met' Seth in middle school. I should let clarify that when i say met, I actually mean stared at him from afar. I was seriously shy and would not under any circumstance talk to him or any other cute guy unless they talked to me first, then I would just turn a lovely and painful shade of purple and whisper back some dorky response.

Of course my friends new him, they would talk to him with me standing there- looking at my shoes. He claims to have known exactly who I was and just thought I was a nice, quiet girl.

So I pretty much NEVER said even one word to him in the six years I went to school with him. But to my friends it was "Sethhhh Bentley, he's so dreamy" corny but yes, I actually used to say that, and well i'll be real, still do. So cut to my brother-in-laws bday at a bar in March of 2004 and me feeling brave after 4 kamikazes (mmmmm kamikazes) and who happens to walk past me looking all handsome. Well I nearly fell over and downed my fifth drink and made a vow to wait there and say hi when he walked back. So what do I say after admiring him and never speaking to him before..."Seth Bentley....give me a HUGGGG" and he did! We danced and traded phone numbers and the rest is history. I've suckered him in, poor guy never had a chance.

Went to a wedding expo today and it was so much fun. We watched the fashion show and were completely surprised. We were expecting typical wedding music and dresses, well we got dancing cowboys and chaps!

uh yeah and that second guy to dance...um like the sun...couldn't look at him too long before his hottness hurt our eyes. At one point coming out and doing pushups after of course throwing his tank top into the crowd for my bestfriend/Bridesmaid Ashley who was yelling "TAKE IT OFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!" and the overly enthusiastic girls behind us.

I got a bunch of ideas and of course have more planning to do. I need a job. asap. Preferably one that will let me work part-time and pay like full-time and pays for daycare or lets me work from home so I can still watch flipping out on my 'break' ya, i'm pretty sure that job doesn't exist.

Do I have enough guts for this?

so after quite a long time of listening to my lovely sister dear telling me "start a blog!" and "you're so funny, i'd read it!" well i'm pretty much convinced she'd be the only one to read it. unless of course I post pictures of my sweet, perfect little boy, then my parents might check it out too.

I'm pretty sure I can be funny in quick myspace comments or sarcastic comments in her own blog, but can i really carry one by myself? ohh the Self doubt!!!!! the Grammar...my endless and pure love for semi colons! I'm pretty sure i'll end up wincing when I look back, but oh well! Happy now Allison...well ARE YOU. So here's to you my sister, may you read my ramblings and regret ever telling me to do this in the first place! So without further ado and what this journal will most likely be all about... a picture of my sweet perfect little boy.

Today is another boring day, I've got a dirty kitchen from last nights dinner, a toy ridden living room it's 11 a.m. and i'm still in my pj's and I'M LAZY. Why am I so lazy? I have a "i'll do it later" attitude. I need to work out...I'll do it later...I need to do dishes...I'll do it later...I should go for a walk...I'll do it later. a big mound of laundry in the bedroom...guess what comes next! Only when the baby wakes up and i'm forced to get up off my butt do I realize all the many things I should have, and could have been doing but chose to watch flipping out on bravo instead...(that guy and his plumped upper lip kills me.) I do believe later has come, now I feel guilty for sitting here...this blog is going to be no good for me, damn laundry guilt.