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    Wednesday, September 28, 2005

    Fall Cleaning

    A few times a year I go through my closet to try and free up some hangers. This is admittedly very hard for me. I will stand up now, and admit to the entire internet, what Mr. P already knows; I am an obsessive clothing hoard. I do not shop for clothes often, in fact usually only once per season, if even that do I buy myself a new outfit or two. However my closet is overflowing. I have the hardest time parting with anything, even if it is a pair of dress slacks that no longer fits, and haven’t for the past four years, even if it is a alumni t-shirt which has a hole ripped in the armpit. The slacks, they are just too cute, and who knows, I may be a size 3 again sometime, you know, when pigs fly. And the t-shirt, well it still serves its purpose as a nightshirt, just with a bit more ventilation. Shit, I still wear the sweats I bought for high school PE, over 14 years ago, even though the crotch has been stitched up a number of times (actually Mr. P does love these ‘easy access’ sweats).

    I am even worse when it comes to shoes. I am the proud owner of over 40 pairs of shoes, of which I probably only regularly wear less than 10 (that is all seasons included). The adorable strapy sandals that only go with that one dress which also is sadly a size 3, why on earth would I get rid of those? Perhaps my size 8 'childbearing' hips will again see the inside of the size 3 dress again. Or perhaps I will buy another shimmery red and gold dress that matches those shoes perfectly. It doesn’t matter that even if miracles upon miracles I fit into that gorgeous dress again, there would never be the opportunity for me to wear the strappy sandals and slinky dress in dreary wet miserable Holland anyways! I just love the sandals too much to part with them, I love to pull them out of the closet every once in a while and drool over them. Hell I bought them at Nordstrom’s, at a time when I could not even afford to set foot into that store and breathe in that wonderful Nordstrom scent before the sales ladies came running to shoo my poor ass out of their store. I shipped them across the Atlantic Ocean on a container ship along with all my worldly possessions (and a lot of junk). Why on earth would I get rid of them?

    But I have strayed from my point. It is that time again, the seasons are changing and what better time for me to stand in front of my closet and try and choose some clothing (and perhaps even shoes) that are either destined for the garbage bin, or the thrift store. The rule is if I have not worn it in over a year, it is time for it to go. That of course does not apply to the strappy sandals or the cute size 3 dress slacks (and the numerous other exceptions). Perhaps I can part with the alumni T-shirt. I will let you know how it goes. My motivation, if I have the space I can buy another outfit and more SHOES!

    posted by Laura @ 9:27 PM   1 comments

    Monday, September 26, 2005

    Humm, I Must Sign Him Up!

    NEW EVENING CLASSES FOR MEN

    ALL ARE WELCOME
    OPEN TO MEN ONLY


    Note: due to the complexity and level of difficulty, each course will accept a maximum of eight participants

    The course covers two days, and topics covered in this course include:


    DAY ONE

    HOW TO FILL ICE CUBE TRAYS
    Step by step guide with slide presentation

    TOILET ROLLS- DO THEY GROW ON THE HOLDERS?
    Roundtable discussion

    DIFFERENCES BETWEEN LAUNDRY BASKET & FLOOR
    Practicing with hamper (Pictures and graphics)

    DISHES & SILVERWARE; DO THEY LEVITATE/FLY TO KITCHEN SINK OR DISHWASHER BY THEMSELVES?
    Debate among a panel of experts.

    LOSS OF VIRILITY
    Losing the remote control to your significant other - Help line and support groups

    LEARNING HOW TO FIND THINGS
    Starting with looking in the right place instead of turning the house upside down while shouting "It's not there!”, You’ve moved it!” or “We’ve run out!” – Open forum



    DAY TWO

    EMPTY MILK CARTONS; DO THEY BELONG IN THE FRIDGE OR THE BIN?
    Group discussion and role-play

    HEALTH WATCH; BRINGING HER FLOWERS IS NOT HARMFUL TO YOUR HEALTH
    PowerPoint presentation

    REAL MEN ASK FOR DIRECTIONS WHEN LOST
    Real life testimonial from the one man who did

    IS IT GENETICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO SIT QUIETLY AS SHE PARALLEL PARKS?
    Driving simulation

    LIVING WITH ADULTS; BASIC DIFFERENCES BETWEEN YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR PARTNER
    Online class and role playing

    HOW TO BE THE IDEAL SHOPPING COMPANION
    Relaxation exercises, meditation and breathing techniques

    REMEMBERING IMPORTANT DATES & CALLING WHEN YOU’RE GOING TO BE LATE
    Bring your calendar or PDA to class

    posted by Laura @ 5:08 PM   1 comments

    Sunday, September 25, 2005

    A New World Citizen

    My cousin had been trying to get pregnant for a long time. After a year of no signs of a pregnancy she went to a specialist and was diagnosed with endometriosis which had grown to cover her ovaries. Eventually as their dreamed of pregnancy still eluded them, she had surgery to try and remove the growth which prevented her from ovulating. While this was all going on, I became pregnant with Pumpkin. My cousin was the one person I was afraid to tell about the pregnancy. I knew, even in our short quest for the fertilized egg, I was upset every time someone else succeeded, while Mr. P and I seemed to keep missing the mark. I could only imagine how hard it would be for her to hear about my pregnancy. I could have not been more wrong, my cousin, even as she struggled with her fertility problems, was ecstatic for us.

    Yesterday morning my cousin gave birth to a healthy baby boy, I could not be more happy for them. I welcome a new little life to the world today, and am so glad his parents rode out all the disappointments to eventually hold their baby in their arms.

    posted by Laura @ 8:57 AM   2 comments

    Friday, September 23, 2005

    The Blue Line

    One year ago tomorrow, after 5 months of checking the calendar and keeping complex charts of cervical mucus and basal body temperature, of jumping Mr. P at every potentially fertile moment (which may be why he calls it the best 5 months of his life), of peeing on numerous pregnancy tests whenever my period decided to play with my head and make a late appearance, I finally got a blue line.

    It was still dark out, I remember that, so it must have been around 6:00am when I stumbled into the bathroom and unwrapped yet another pregnancy test, the first one for this missing period. Hovering precariously over the toilet I proceeded to pee all over my hand, wrist, upper thigh and the tiny tiny “pee stick”. Even though I had peed on enough sticks the past 5 months, I still had not come close to mastering the art of aim at the crack of dawn. Setting the capped pregnancy test down on the sink I washed the pee off my arms and proceeded to wait. The booklet said 5 minutes, an awful long time when you were waiting for such news. Not able to wait even a minute I snuck a peak. At first appearance I saw only one line in the window where two meant positive. But wait; was that a faint blue line appearing there? I jumped up and grabbed the pregnancy test, holding it up to the light. It was a line, getting darker by the second. I could not believe it, it was POSITIVE!

    Pee stick grasped tightly in my shaking hand I walked back to the bedroom. “Wake up papa”

    Mr. P sat up in bed jolted awake… “No, your pregnant? Really?”

    After staring at the two blue lines for an incredibly unhealthy amount of time we had to get on with the morning and go to work. I am not sure how we made it through the day without telling anyone, how the grins that must have been engraved on our faces did not give it away. Somehow we made it, and managed to keep our huge secret till the end of the first trimester. Only us two knowing, from that moment one year ago, that I was growing a little perfect human being inside me.

    So much has happened since that moment, our little pumpkin is now almost 4 months old, but that morning, that joy of knowing, I will never forget.

    posted by Laura @ 10:00 AM   1 comments

    Wednesday, September 14, 2005

    I love this shot

    I know this kind of photo has been done a million times, but I just love this shot. This is pumpkin holding her great grandpa's hand.

    posted by Laura @ 11:20 AM   3 comments

    We're Back

    Well it really was a quick trip. I can not believe we are back already! Now with 4 flights behind her, Pumpkin really is a world traveler. She was amazing on the flights, and only cried during landing a bit. Everyone was commenting on what a good baby we have. I must agree, she way exceeded our expectations, and it went so smoothly I decided I would make the next trip back without Mr. P.

    I think Pumpkin handled the jet lag better than us as well. She had been sleeping through the night since 6 weeks, and we were a bit worried it would all end with this trip. But again we were very pleasantly surprised. The first few nights she woke once to eat, but soon was sleeping though again. Mr. P and I had a hard time though sharing a room with her. I can not believe how much noise she makes while sleeping, and let me tell you, she snores just like her papa! I was so happy last night to have her back in her own room, it meant I could sleep without waking up to gurgles and snores coming from next to the bed (though Mr. P seemed to be snoring enough for them both).

    It was wonderful to see my family again, and especially to see them all with Pumpkin. She was really pampered to death. Everyone wanted to hold her and play with her. They sung to her and danced with her and even fed her (though no-one was willing to diaper her). In this way even I got a bit of a break. Though I fear now she will expect this kind of attention to continue. It was also wonderful to be back in the California lifestyle just for a bit. We went for long hikes in the redwoods and rolling hills and took Pumpkin on her first trip to the beach; I even have video of her on a surf board! I realized how much I missed having all that nature and beauty so close by. We must make more of an effort here to get outside (that is when it is not raining!).

    As for me, I went on a bit of a shopping spree, filling our suitcases to the brim with baby clothes. But it is all just so cute and so cheap in the US! Though looking at her overflowing closet now I have to admit perhaps I did go a bit overboard…

    posted by Laura @ 11:15 AM   1 comments