Here Comes The Blog

To be continued

2009-01-04T21:27:00.001-07:00

I'm taking a break from the bloggy world -- reading and writing -- for the time being. I hope to have something worthwhile to add by the time summer rolls around.

MIA for good reason

2008-12-21T23:19:00.002-07:00

December has not been kind to me.

My cat died, there were two more deaths that touched our friends and family and I found out my newspaper went up for sale.

This post is related to the last item. I wrote a bio for IWantMyRocky.com. See it by clicking here.

Suffice it to say, I don't think I'll be around here for a while. Meantime, I hope everyone has a great holiday this year! I'm going to enjoy my Christmas, the second one with little B.!

A favorite

2008-12-03T21:07:00.001-07:00

This has always been one of my favorite cartoons. I think about it every year around this time (and especially after partially watching Rudolph on TV).

Miss you, Gabby

2008-12-01T20:54:00.003-07:00

We had our beloved cat of 7 years euthanized today. I know I'll miss her when I walk in the door tonight. She always greeted me with a little chirpy meow. Clicking on the topics, you can see past posts about her hiding tactics, penchant for golf clubs and role as a big sister.

In our room, cuddling up like she used to do.

Being a big sister, and one who's never far away from the camera.

Showing B. what a cat's tail looks like!

Making sure Mom carefully trims the nails.

When I was sick with mastitis for the first time, she stayed by my side.

She always loved to sit in B.'s rocking chair. I would get mad at her for it, but I think she did it to be closer to her "little" brother.

Remember what I said about the camera? She also always played nice with B.'s friends.

Caught her one night napping in B.'s bouncy chair.

She looked too cute to move.

I think these were her last few healthy days in September.

Always guarding B.'s toys after he went to sleep at night.

Of course, always inquisitive.

Always willing to cuddle on a cold day made for hot tea, a good book and quilts.

Oh, Gabby, we miss you so much.

We were lucky to have you with us for 7 years.

Now big sister Booty will relearn what it's like to be the only kitty at home.

But I'm sure she'll miss cozying up to her sometimes-annoying but always lovable little sis!

Dream some sweet kitty dreams!

Nothin' Like a Dame

2008-11-30T23:57:00.003-07:00

B. loved watching the number from South Pacific "There Is Nothin' Like A Dame" as we watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade over at Nana's house.

Kid stared at the TV, barely breathing. It was so cute. He loves musicals, just like his mommy.

True meaning

2008-11-26T23:28:00.001-07:00

I’ve been thinking a while about change.

Because of this, I’m tweaking my outlook. A change of attitude, if you will. With so many unfortunate events crossing more of our paths these days, I decided I would truly be thankful for what I have. Too often, I/we/society takes for granted the things that are right before our eyes. All too often, it takes a great event to reprioritize our thoughts. I'm trying to do that without the big event (unless you count Thanksgiving).

So here is my list of things I am thankful for.

My family – To my husband and our beautiful son: I don’t know how I’d get through a day without you. I try to focus each day on something I can do for each of you to make your day brighter, better. And while I might not always succeed, thanks for letting me try.

My extended family – Mom, Dad, M. and the rest of my relatives! You always give me so much support, I don’t think I could be who I am without giving at least some credit to all of you.

My job – I am quite thankful I can come to work week after week and collect that check week after week. While I’d love to be a stay-at-home mom (SAHM), right now this works. Years ago, I never thought I’d want to give up my career, but after being a mommy, I realize how painful it is to leave a child every day. Thankfully, C. and I never have put B. in day care. One of us has been with him every day of his life. My career and C.’s willingness to be a seasonal SAHD has made this possible.

My health – Just like many people I know, I complain about my appearance, but that’s nothing compared with a person who cannot see. Or cannot hear. Or cannot walk. I am thankful for my eyes, ears, arms and legs. (Legs that should make me work a few miles on the elliptical machine more often.)

My friends – You know who you are. And I thank you, too, for the support over the years. Whenever I am “lost” or don’t know how to approach a certain obstacle, you have always come through for me. Thanks for the laughs, too.

So as you’re all celebrating Thanksgiving now or during this holiday weekend, please write a mental list of the things you’re truly thankful for. I’m sure you have already.

A very Happy Thanksgiving to you!

Where dance and sports collide

2008-11-25T23:43:00.001-07:00

After watching the finale of Dancing With The Stars, I was talking with some of my colleagues about this little skit.

It's definitely worth a laugh, especially if you ever watched SportsCenter.

To my hubby

2008-11-19T00:08:00.004-07:00

Happy anniversary!

Love, Doe

Seriously Motrin?

2008-11-18T11:54:00.001-07:00

I tell you one brand name I won't be buying anytime soon - Motrin.

The company made this ad - which negatively portrays babywearing. It even pokes fun at the fact it can be a real "bonding experience." Seriously?

I loved wearing B. in a sling when he was little. He was relaxed, he napped, stayed warm and I was able to get even more one-on-one time with him. Now, I can wear him in a front carrier - not for too long, mind you, but I still do it from time to time. I can't believe a major company is trying to get moms to stop doing this.

It's bad enough some formula companies are trying to steer mothers away from breastfeeding.

As for Motrin, I'd really like to see them defend this one. If there's one thing I have learned, it is don't piss off a bunch of mommies.

1 year old

2008-11-11T01:05:00.002-07:00

Dearest B.,

This is the second draft of your 1-year-old letter. I have too much to say and I'm at a loss for the words to say it, so let me start by congratulating you on your first year. Happy birthday my sweet prince.

You have made so many strides since I last wrote you a letter from my heart -- I really don't know how I can fit it all it.

First, you are such a handsome, big, growing young man! You communicate with us through words, sign, emotions and body language. We still don't quite get all that you are trying to convey, but we're all getting the hang of it. You have no problem voicing displeasure (you little headbanger, you!) or delight (screams/squeals/giggles). Physically, you have learned so, so much. You went from crawling to standing to walking (the record so far is six steps on your own). You picked up sign language with gusto, and even though we're slacking on teaching you Spanish, you are mastering your own form of English. But your words everyone can understand are Mama and Dada. I, for one, melt when I hear that.

I don't get all the cuddles I always want, but I am overcome with joy when you crawl or walk to me and give me the biggest, sloppiest, wettest kisses. I can't get enough. You can even blow kisses, even though you do it with the back of your hand. Still, we get the point. The best feeling in the world is when you cling onto me -- my leg, my arm, my torso. I'll never get enough squeezes from you!

Your appearance amazes me. Your hair is long and curly -- sometimes strangers mistake you for a little girl ... don't they see your outfits?! -- your eight teeth are white and sparkly, and your eyes are mesmerizing. They are steely blue/green and see deep into my soul when I look at them. And they sparkle every morning when you wake up, ready to tackle your next big adventure. They look at us for approval each time you discover something new. And even though they do not see me each night before you go to bed, know that I'm thinking of you, working hard for you, since every thing I do now is just for you and our family.

And your energy, hoo boy, it's unbelievable. Nana sums it up the best: You are busy. Thank goodness you don't mind a few tumbles because you've taken your share. We have four baby gates around the house, the cats know to clear a path when you're on the case and there's nothing you can't or won't explore. You're a master of climbing up the stairs, bouncing on the couch and you sure love to dance (wonder where you get that from?!). You also like to throw the kitchen cabinet contents out onto the floor, banging stuff together and making a big ruckus followed by a big guffaw. The untidiness doesn't bother me. Makes me smile every time.

But what I want to say most of all is thank you. Thank you for bringing such purpose and joy to my life. I could not have imagined my life without you one year (and two days) ago, and I know my love for you grows exponentially each day. The reason I was put on this earth is to love you, raise you, teach you to have a good heart, to be a good person, to do good. (I don't mean do well, though I know you'll be the best you can be, but to truly do good.)

Your father and I love you like no other, we would do anything for you, and I never knew that our parents would sacrifice their lives for us until I became a mother. Because I would do the same for you, a million times over.

You truly are my golden ticket.

These three words seem so miniscule compared with the feelings I have, but...

I love you,
Mommy

P.S. If I forgot anything, know that I'll send you a private e-mail. I've already sent a few things your way for you to discover when you're ready. Hugs and kisses, monkey!

Poor mommy

2008-11-11T00:05:00.003-07:00

My dearest B.,

Your mother is suffering from ... writer's block!

I have your 1-year-old letter partly written, but I've been back over it, editing it and re-editing it. I've edited it so much I might just scrap the whole thing and start over.

Problem is, I have so much to say, I almost need to write an outline in my head.

On one hand, this is harder than any writing assignment I ever had, but easier than breathing, because when I stare at a blank screen, my fingers can't keep up with my brain, tick tacking on the keyboard so quickly that I lose my train of thought.

And there it goes again.

Dear son

2008-11-08T23:41:00.002-07:00

I promise to write your 1-year letter soon. I would do it now, but since I needed toothpicks in my eyes to watch How I Met Your Mother on DVR, it will have to wait until tomorrow, your real birthday, when I can organize my thoughts. Daddy's already been asleep for at least a couple of hours, and I can hear you breathing in your crib on the other side of this wall.

Meantime, we had a great day at your birthday party today, and I can't believe a year ago we were still waiting on your arrival. You were already a week late, and I was in labor for almost 18 hours at this point. You were sure worth it. Every second.

Love you buddy.

I love my veggies

2008-11-05T23:38:00.002-07:00

Twice a month on Thursday, we get a special delivery.

It's a box of organic veggies and fruits from Door to Door Organics. We use everything, and I can make B. some purees, salads and other sides for my dinners at work. Truly yum-o.

2008-11-05T02:14:00.001-07:00

Gas is $2.19. Sweet!

--
==================================================================
This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

The seen

2008-11-04T15:56:00.001-07:00

I just drove past a sign on Brighton Boulevard touting

MELO & AI for the Nuggets.

Not so much anymore.

Scary?

2008-10-29T10:09:00.000-06:00

Stapleton

2008-10-28T14:09:00.000-06:00

The old air traffic control center off MLK Boulevard.

First time

2008-10-26T20:51:00.006-06:00

It was B.'s first time hunting for pumpkins, and to be honest, it was my first time for it, too. We also discovered that C. might have carved his very first pumpkin Friday night. (He doesn't recall having done it as a kid.) So notch one down for each of us - we've all done something new this month.

This is the Botanic Gardens at Chatfield. There were acres and acres of pumpkins and gourds.

My mom and I gathered a collection of fun orbs for B. to sit on.

B. wasn't sure what to make of his new discoveries. Little did we know, we'd spend the next 90 minutes walking and crawling through this massive garden.

"Mmmm! Mud pies are the best!"

A little dirt never hurt anyone.

Ride 'em, cowboy!

Our little rest stop in the sun. The grownups overdressed, thinking it'd be chilly when it was sunny and warm. (See the plastic links on the side of the stroller? Those popped off, and they carried his little butterfly bumble bee teether. The one he's had since birth and the one he loves. We still haven't found a new one to replace it! Anyway, that was the last time we saw it.)

All day, he seemed to save his best smiles for Grandma. Probably because she likes to sing songs to him all the time, especially, "Sweet Pea."

After all the searching, we cooled off B. by taking off his shoes and socks. We were at the back of the pumpkin patch and had the stroller filled with pumpkins and gourds.

Back at home, B. found a new form of mischief: crawling underneath the side table and giggling about it.

And finally, he was a good little model and showed off his bottom teeth for us.

Boo

2008-10-25T15:28:00.000-06:00

...at the Zoo!

2008-10-22T00:23:00.001-06:00

I'm watching the first snowflakes fall. Wild!

--
==================================================================
This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

2008-10-15T22:50:00.001-06:00

I just saw gas under $3 for the first time in I don't know how long.

--
==================================================================
This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

Stealth

2008-10-13T23:30:00.002-06:00

Our little boy surprised us this weekend. I caught a glimpse of his lower gums Saturday and two* new, sparkly, white teeth were staring back at me.

When had he been teething? When did they get swollen and finally cut? Why weren't all the rest of his teeth like this?

No matter the answer, we were thrilled. I guess it's too much to ask that all forthcoming teeth arrive in such a manner.

*All his teeth have come in pairs. Now he has eight total.

Sneak peek

2008-10-13T21:56:00.000-06:00

Just finished knitting the rib on the front of B.'s new vest.

Perfect Saturday

2008-10-11T10:56:00.000-06:00

Cat curled in my lap, mug of tea in my hand, and I'm recovering from a cold while watching it rain.

Self sufficient

2008-10-09T01:10:00.002-06:00

My little guy made me so proud last night. Around this time yesterday, I was winding down from work, speed-watching Dancing With The Stars, knocking back a beer and relaxing.

Then I heard a couple of grunts over the monitor. I was wishing, "Please, please, don't wake up!" I knew if he did, I'd have to go in there to soothe him, and it'd be a little harder than if Dad would have since B. knows the milk is right there. With C. having to start work at 6:30, I just held my breath and listened.

I heard him scoot around in his crib, apparently over to his rain forest night light, which he turned on for some music and lights. More moving and grunting while the music traveled over the monitor, but I imagine he was relocating his lovey bear, pacifier and blanket. Then he laid down and put himself back to sleep.

What a champ.

P.S. Tonight when I peeked in, he had one foot propped through the crib slats and was curled up in the corner, just beneath his night light. That thing is awesome.

Tagging

2008-10-08T23:48:00.003-06:00

Jenni and Jules tagged me!

Each player answers the question themselves. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blog and leaves them a comment letting them know that they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person that tagged you know when you’ve answered the questions on your blog.

10 years ago I was:
1. Working for the RMN, but as a sports clerk.
2. Enjoying life as a college graduate.
3. Enjoying my first bit of real estate -- my little condo in Lakewood.
4. Thinking about where my career would go.
5. Partying. A lot.

5 things on today’s to do list:
1. Pack my lunch for work.
2. Take B. to meet his dad so I can go to work.
3. Do something with the acorn squash and sweet potato on the counter.
4. Clean litter box.
5. Get some rest since I'm sick.

5 snacks I enjoy:
1. Hummus and carrots (nice, Jules, I'm stealing that one).
2. Crackers and peanut butter.
3. Kettle corn.
4. Fruit. Lots of it.
5. Pretzels or chips.

5 things I would do if I were a millionaire:
1. Pay off my house, and my family's houses.
2. Rent an island in Fiji. Or rent the resort we went to for our honeymoon. Children under 16 are allowed as long as the whole place is rented. Yadra vinaka, Fiji!
3. Pad the college fund for the kiddo.
4. Buy a new car. Or the better part of a new wardrobe.
5. Wait, I think I'd buy a new house. We're growing out of ours.

5 places I have lived:
1. Pueblo, Colo.
2. Denver, Colo.
3. Lakewood, Colo.
4. Arvada, Colo.
5. Westminster, Colo.

5 jobs I have had:
1. Firecracker store cashier
2. Dance teacher
3. Gopher at a real estate office
4. Sportswriter
5. Restaurant "assistant" manager/server/hostess/bartender/dishwasher

The rules say I have to tag 5 people: Brooke, Kara, Alex, Tracy, Amy ... YOU’RE IT!!!!

Fish

2008-10-04T09:32:00.003-06:00

So B. and I were watching Signing Time this morning, and when the "fish" clip came on, he started saying "Ffffffffffffff" . . .

Then he crawled over to his toy basket, dug through it for a second and happily presented me with his blue toy fish. Clapping, praise and kisses followed. And then he said "Ffffffffffff" again.

Atta boy!

P.S. We spent some time yesterday in the Tropical Discovery exhibit at the Denver Zoo, where I just love looking at the coral reef displays. We stared at anemones, flounders burying themselves in the sand, sea horses, gobys, morays, stingrays and more. It's fun showing B. all the things his mom and dad have seen during scuba trips. I would have lasted longer had my back not ached from carrying B. in the Baby Bjorn. (No strollers in Tropical Discovery.)

"Pre-"

2008-10-04T09:30:00.002-06:00

My son just tore the "pre-" entry out of my Associated Press stylebook. I got to him just before he started to eat it.

It's an old edition, 2004, and I'm glad I have a newer one on my desk at work.

Cash register

2008-10-02T17:11:00.000-06:00

Stuck in downtown traffic with a camera phone.

Harley helmet

2008-10-02T01:30:00.000-06:00

This is why I don't go out often.

Fear

2008-09-30T21:11:00.003-06:00

Want to know why I don't have my new iPhone yet? Simply, I'm afraid.

I've been hemming and hawing for the past six weeks about buying one, yet these are the scenarios that have been brewing in my brain.

I'm afraid:

...my eyes will pop out of their sockets after seeing the first bill.
...I will spend way too much time playing with it. As it is, our phones are a huge attraction to B. Don't need to teach him it's a grown-up's toy he has to have.
...I will need/want to have new software for the iBook in order to use all functions of the iPhone properly.
...I will need/want a new computer for the same reasons. We've been dying for a new computer. After all, the iBook is 5+ years old. Don't need a reason pushing us into that one.
...I will drop it/break it/lose it or something equally mortifying.
...I won't like it or will want my old phone back.
...I will want out of my cell phone contract sooner than 2 years from now. We all know what life was like before cell phones, but just a few years back, I went without one for an extended period by choice. I liked it. Life seemed less complicated. Also, things happen. What quicker way to trim the fat from your budget than to get rid of a phone? (For those of you saying, "What about an emergency?", I've never needed my cell nor have I been in a situation where someone didn't have a phone I could use.)
...we'll end up buying two, even though C. likes to keep it simple.
...I'll wish I would have stowed that extra money in B.'s college fund or even bought him a fun new toy, or clothes, or saved all the monthly fees for a family vacation.

Does everyone put themselves through this on some level?

Weekend and more

2008-09-28T23:35:00.002-06:00

Itching to get up into the mountains lately, I dragged the family up to Echo Lake, outside Idaho Springs, again.

This time, though, B. was on the outside.

One year ago, almost to the day. Some of you said it, but I was crazy to go hiking three-plus weeks before B. was born.

This year, B. happily strapped in the Baby Bjorn.
He still is quite a heavy sack o' potatoes.

My (latest) favorite family photo.

B.'s first encounter with aspen.

I knit him this hat early this year. He's already
growing out of the thing! Time for another.

The photos don't do it justice.

Another of my favorites from the day.

Oops. You can see my shadow in the bottom there.

Last week: B. loves the washing machine. We wash
diapers every other day, and he plops down in front
of the window, mesmerized by the colors and water.

A couple weeks ago: My friend from my old Pueblo job came
back to Colorado to see her family. Her boy M. had fun
showing B. the ropes. But B. didn't dare enter that log!

About a month ago: Keystone, crawling on the velvety smooth
practice green. Very little to get into, but lots of ground to cover.

Hopefully many, many more days like this to come.

Nuff said

2008-09-25T18:59:00.001-06:00

I am Super Mom.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-09-24T23:26:00.000-06:00

He bites ... and meows

2008-09-23T23:19:00.002-06:00

We're starting to see the little temper B. has sometimes. When I take him away from the litter box, or the cat food, or the water dish, or something equally dangerous or disgusting, he usually voices his opinion with a very angry little scream.

Just this week, he brought it to a new level. He bit me. On my chin. HARD. Then he started to giggle.

As far as milestones go, he's getting much more vocal. And daring. He has been standing with assistance for some time, but he's balancing on his own more often. He takes his hands away from any support, then gives me a sly look that just screams, "Look, Ma. No hands." Then he sloooowly squats down to reach the floor. Anything to save a thud onto his adorable butt.

We've been playing Signing Time for him daily, too. As I've said before, he can sign milk, but he also loves "dancing" to the music. I think "cat" will be his next sign.

He plays with his activity table and "meows" when the "K is for kitten" frame pops up. He also echoes our cats when they say something.

He's climbing our stairs with such enthusiasm and gets a twinkle in his eye when he realizes Dad or I am standing three or four steps down for support.

He licks rocks in our back yard. He chews books. He hates being dressed. He loves his baths. He spits out his food and laughs. His hair is getting unruly. He is so much fun, and I have to remember that when he drags me out of bed at 5 a.m. or is headstrong about taking a nap.

He's growing up so fast, I'm already in 1st birthday party planning mode. I'm not going overboard. I want to do a small gettogether with family and a few friends. All I really want is a happy B., a chocolate "smash" cake for just him and a fresh camera battery. Then I'll have a toddler. Sniffle.

P.S. In a funny food moment, I made beets for him this week. I washed, peeled, chopped, boiled and pureed them, along with some carrots I had in the crisper. There was red beet juice everywhere. It looked like a murder scene in the kitchen, and you should have seen the main suspect after chowing down. My hands were still stained from this afternoon of food prep, but he sure does love 'em!

2008-09-19T02:21:00.001-06:00

Why does a muscle twitch stop when you look at it?

--
==================================================================
This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

Deja vu

2008-09-15T01:52:00.001-06:00

I saw the "How's your ASPEN?" truck again tonight on the way home from work.

In fact, it cut me off.

P.S. I also found out where it's from.

Oops

2008-09-11T13:57:00.002-06:00

I just stepped on B.'s hand. It was not too hard, but the biggest crocodile tears rolled down his cheeks. He cried (only for about 20 seconds), probably just to let me know it was not cool.

I feel horrible.

Ghost town

2008-09-09T02:10:00.002-06:00

I got off work at 1:30 tonight (well, Tuesday morning), and while driving home, I saw a stop light flashing red in all directions. It reminded me of what happens in smaller towns after 10 p.m.

I wish more traffic lights operated this way in Denver after a certain hour. But it doesn't happen this way very often in a big city.

Also on my way home, I spotted a trio of raccoons scurrying across the road from one storm sewer to another, scavenging for some tasty treats. The last one paused long enough to meet my gaze, then lumbered on.

Just one turn down the street, in my townhome complex, I happened upon a staredown. Two little rabbits were parked in front of a speed bump by my mail kiosk, and it took them a few seconds to realize a car was approaching. Just as soon as they noticed I was there, they darted off for safe cover.

I guess this is what happens when I come home even 30 minutes later than planned.

(Now, in my pajamas, curling my hand around a small shot of Sambuca, I'm headed back downstairs to unwind. I'll watch about 20 minutes of Se7en, then retire. Goodnight!)

Update

2008-09-08T01:35:00.002-06:00

Since I've been writing posts in my head for over a week, I figured it's time I start to get some down.

First, B. has been making huge strides in the past week.

Just a few nights ago, he began making the sign for milk. It almost looks like he's waving, but he's getting the hang of it. He loves his Signing Time video, and hopefully the signs will just start click soon. I'm convinced he knows how to say cat. He whispers the first half of the word any time he sees Gabby or Booty. "Caaaaa!!!"

He's also catching on to the balance thing. He balances on both feet, standing, for several seconds. This is a big deal for us parents. He did it on the golf course for a long time. Long enough for C. to see him from a distance. Before long, he'll be walking on his own. (He already uses the furniture to maneuver around the living room.)

The latest milestone? He has learned how to clap. Where did he show off his new skill? At the Rockies vs. Astros game Saturday night at Coors Field. The Rockies lost, but B. was happily clapping his hands throughout! What a great fan.

New foods recently sampled have been: Spaghetti, a small taste of yogurt, chicken (not a puree) and ice cream (yes, really). His favorite recent food is still the silver dollar banana pancakes. He gobbles them up!

Thanks for keeping tabs on B.! He'll have his newest incisors before we know it. He's been working on them for a good month now.

New ring

2008-08-31T22:36:00.000-06:00

A peek at the new ring I picked out at A Taste Of Colorado. The stone is called larimar. It reminds me of the tropics.

2008-08-30T09:20:00.001-06:00

B.'s new favorite? Silver dollar pancakes.

--
==================================================================
This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

Scenes III

2008-08-25T19:39:00.000-06:00

Riot outside my work. Chants of "Let them go!" directed at police.

Scenes II

2008-08-25T10:24:00.000-06:00

Mounted police on the 16th Street Mall yesterday.

Scenes I

2008-08-25T10:20:00.000-06:00

An inflatable monster truck. Made me look twice!

Pucker up

2008-08-24T21:07:00.001-06:00

We gave B. a taste of lime last week at the Cheesecake Factory. It's fast, but here's his reaction.

Singalong

2008-08-24T10:24:00.002-06:00

Know AC/DC's TNT song?

Start singing that in your head ... TNT! Oi! Oi! Oi! TNT! Oi! Oi! Oi!

Now insert the letters "DNC".

You're welcome.

(I heard the parody song on 103.5 The Fox here in Denver. I haven't stopped singing it in my head since Friday.)

Shear genius?

2008-08-24T10:23:00.001-06:00

How does my hair look better when I wake up in the morning than it does after I've carefully tousled it after a shower the day before?

Note to self: Spend even less time working on your hair.

You know you want one

2008-08-22T23:06:00.002-06:00

A bloggy/message board friend has a new Web site to sell cute tutus and headbands.

If you're looking for something for one of your girls or as a gift, check this out (I also inserted a clickable button on the right bar, just scroll down a little).

Her model is just adorable, no?

2008-08-19T08:54:00.001-06:00

"Welcome DNC 2008"

A new sign installed at Stapleton Northfield. Only six days now.

--
==================================================================
This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

Yippee!!

2008-08-17T21:53:00.002-06:00

I found it.

The necklace C. got me for Christmas.

The sparkly one. The shiny one. The beautiful one. The purple one.

He said it would turn up, and it did (despite the bad feeling I had that it had gone up the vacuum hose).

And I'm wearing it right now.

You heard it here first

2008-08-17T21:50:00.001-06:00

The text of an e-mail I just received at my work address:

THE UNBELIEVEABLE STENOGRAPHIC IDIOCY THAT WHITEHOUSE SHILLS LIKE YOU OPERATE IS ASTOUNDING.

Headbanger

2008-08-14T14:34:00.002-06:00

We sure do have a boy.

The funniest thing he did today was sneeze. During lunch. And a piece each of zucchini and carrot flew out of his mouth and back onto his highchair tray.

He took one look at me, blank stare on his face, and then started laughing so hard! He was proud of himself, shooting cubed veggies in the air for our amusement.

Another thing he does that reminds me he is all boy: bangs his head against the crib rail and the wall whenever he has the chance. He follows up this new trick with triumphant smiles.

He also took a little tumble to the floor while we were playing with his activity table today. One second he's maneuvering all the sweet controls, the next he's on the floor. He starts crying and I can't figure out why.

Then I see it. He bit his lip with those razor-sharp chompers. A tiny speck of blood dotted his lower lip, which already was curled so far under in the biggest pout.

Told you those suckers were sharp!

First time

2008-08-13T10:06:00.002-06:00

...on the short course.

B. was 9 months old to the day when we decided to take him on a quick trip around the par-3 course at Green Valley Ranch. He was a rock star. He didn't make a peep during either of our backswings, and he didn't yell "Get in the hole!!" when we teed off. He's off to a great start in my book!

Here's the first of what we hope are many pictures to come of dad and son on the golf course.

Wordless Wednesday

2008-08-13T10:02:00.004-06:00

(I got a little too fancy with my camera settings and forgot to change them back. Surprisingly cool effect, though.)

Frickin' sweet

2008-08-06T10:47:00.002-06:00

I had a yoga teacher yesterday who didn't fit the traditional mold.

Yes, she had a very soothing voice. Yes, she was lean, limber and helpful.

But she said words I don't think I've heard my yoga teacher say.

She said "frickin'." She said "awesome." She called people "dude." She said "shit." And she said "like," a lot. You know, like, how a teenager would talk to their, like, BFFs and stuff.

She was rad. I'm looking forward to taking her class again next week.

P.S. I also made progress with my handstand just two classes into my yoga reimmersion. I "floated" a little bit just a foot away from the wall after I kicked my legs up. I'm wanting to do it all the time now. I did one in our cafe at work, using the Coke machine as my safety net. I'm just glad nobody walked in. *blush*

Summer happenings

2008-08-04T19:29:00.002-06:00

Time for another smattering of pictures, as described by little B. himself.
(Click to enlarge.)

Oh, blueberries, how I love thee!

Big screen TVs are cool. When are we getting one?

Kids who share their toys are cool.

Now that I'm mobile, I can strike fear into the cats' hearts.

See that? I chased her away, but now I'm stuck under the table.

Kids who give their toys are cool. This is from my distant cousins.

What's that, Mom? You did what?

You washed the windows? Let me help with that.

Why are you looking at me like that? My hands are clean.

Monkeys with 'staches at the Denver Zoo. Again.

This spinny thing is making me dizzy!

Dad, don't pull a Mike Tyson on my ear. Seriously.

Since you didn't bite me, you get big smiles!

Swimming at my cousin's party. My hair is oddly reminiscent of a Flock of Seagulls.

I am patio-ready, as soon as I get some knee pads!

Friends are the best. I love playdates. I love sand even more.

Hey, girl! Long time, no see!

Mom, stop putting your hat on me. You know it's about 10 sizes too big!

Bittersweet

2008-07-31T20:25:00.002-06:00

I missed one of Big B.'s milestones tonight:

He's pulling himself up to standing.

This is a big deal for us parents, and I was so excited when I heard my hubby's voice mail telling me he saw the whole thing happen after bath time. I can't wait to see him do it again tomorrow.

I just hope I don't miss the first steps.

I can't walk today . . .

2008-07-30T09:04:00.005-06:00

...and my arms are like wet noodles, but I started my yoga practice again last night. I began practicing about eight years ago, and it always brings me peace. I've been lucky enough to participate in conferences and special workshops, and hopefully another yoga retreat will be on the horizon again soon.

But I hadn't taken a class since I was about ready to give birth, and prenatal yoga and vinyasa yoga are two different things. I have been pressing myself to go back for a while now.

Despite having Ana Forest flashbacks with turbo dog and uddiyana banda (things we yogis love to hate), I participated in many poses my body had been craving for months (well, some of these I would never push myself to do at home!). To my surprise, many of these postures came back so easily:

Pincha mayurasana (forearm balance)
Parsva bakasana (side crane)
Adho mukha vrksasana (handstand...I wanted to do this every day when I was pregnant - key word wanted)
Halasana (plow)
Matsyasana (fish)
Eka pada koundiyanasana II (mind you, I kept my back toes firmly planted on the ground
Savasana (everyone's favorite)

Now there are so many more poses I want to get back into, and with dedication, I know I can do it. Full pigeon, here I come!

Wordless wednesday

2008-07-29T07:24:00.000-06:00

I couldn't wait.

Guess who got her camera back?

2008-07-24T10:18:00.002-06:00

I was so excited, I made this photo of my cat. It's a picture of Booty's booty.

His favorite things

2008-07-24T10:07:00.005-06:00

His next mission: the pincer grasp.

Reason: to shovel more tasty Cheerios into his mouth!

Milestone

2008-07-24T07:48:00.004-06:00

I was presented with my 3-gallon pin from Bonfils Blood Center yesterday. (They love me there since I have the universal blood type: O-.)

That's 24 pints of blood. It doesn't seem like that much to me because the first time I donated I was in high school. But if you count my hiatus during pregnancy, tattoo and piercing deferrals (about one year each), that's about five years I didn't donate.

Still, if one unit helped or saved one person, that's two dozen people I have impacted.

Whoa.

Melting

2008-07-21T17:08:00.002-06:00

My boy just raised his arms to me, gave me the biggest hug and snuggle and then laid his head on my shoulder.

He wasn't sleepy, he wasn't grouchy or cranky, he just wanted hugs from his momma. It melted my heart.

(Also makes me wonder if we're reaching separation anxiety.)

I wish

2008-07-18T01:27:00.003-06:00

There's a volunteer project through my company, and this weekend's task is to paint studios and hallways at the Colorado Ballet.

Since I would have B. with me, I didn't sign up, but I wish I could have done it. (I can't imagine trying to paint and entertain an 8-month-old.) Driving past the studios just last week, I was craning my neck to get a look at the barres that overlook Lincoln and 13th.

Sometimes I see a ballerina at that barre, and I always think, "What if." It makes me sad that this painting party probably was my one chance to finally see the inside of that studio. I trust the walls will need painting again, and I hope I'm available.

Sniffle

2008-07-14T12:12:00.002-06:00

Here is the latest on Mister B. He does this sniffle thing, scrunching up his nose. Mom says I did the same exact thing when I was little.

Warranties rule

2008-07-14T11:50:00.003-06:00

This is all my camera would record after it broke about 10 days ago. Thank goodness it's still under warranty, and I trust the skilled Canon people are fixing it as I type.

I should get it back by the end of the week, next Monday at the latest. Meantime, I'm going through severe camera withdrawal.

Can you read it?

2008-07-11T13:50:00.000-06:00

Room mate

2008-07-07T09:21:00.000-06:00

Look what is sharing our suite at the hotel.

2008-07-05T17:19:00.001-06:00

I just paid $68 for a tank of gas in Taos. Ridiculous.

--
==================================================================
This mobile text message is brought to you by AT&T

From one parent to another

2008-07-04T01:45:00.002-06:00

Dear Mom,
Dear Dad,

Thanks for nurturing me, taking care of me and raising me into the woman I am today. I now know what it's like to be a parent, and I can't thank you enough for all the love you still give me every day. I can see by your neverending support that parenthood is a lifetime gig.

I hope each of you has a very happy birthday today. It will be special to me just because B. gets to have you both nearby, something I know he enjoys. By the time you read this, we'll all be home, but I hope your weekend was filled with memories that will last a lifetime.

Love,

Doe

That's my guy

2008-07-04T01:39:00.003-06:00

Driving around earlier this week, B. was having a hard time falling asleep in his car seat. He rarely fusses in his safety seat, but when he does, it's then that I wish he would catnap.

I drove and drove, and about a minute into a certain song, I realized he had dozed off. The iPod cycled through Blondie, Jimmy Buffett and Chemical Brothers (or something like it).

It was the fourth song that was familiar, a track from a CD I listened to nearly every day while I was pregnant.

Anyone care to guess? It was Elijah Rock by Harry Connick Jr. You're shocked, I'm sure.

But it soothed the little guy right to sleep.

Monotony

2008-07-03T14:47:00.002-06:00

I just heard a postmaster say this familiar line, with a twist, to another customer:

Is there anything liquid, fragile, perishable, or - you guessed it - potentially hazardous?

Yet another eye opener

2008-07-01T00:03:00.002-06:00

I can't believe my guy fits in his portable booster seat. This might not be very exciting to most of you, but I remember receiving this gift at my shower last September (thanks, Mule). I hadn't thought about it until Mom brought it up -- it's the perfect item to tuck into the trunk instead of one of our bulky high chairs. (Here he is in the contraption, strapped tightly to our cranky old desk chair.)

I just remember thinking back then it would be an item we wouldn't be using for a long time -- had I been thinking in years? Why? But now he's big enough for restaurant boosters, so why not this one? We dragged it out, scrubbed it down and it's ready to go.

Meanwhile, he's doing a lot of other things I hadn't anticipated so soon. He's figured out his nursery/crib sound and light machine (it's a rainforest theme in case anyone was dying to know). I was probably spending the 45-or-so seconds it takes to do my hair when I heard the music start up. I had put him in his crib while I finished getting ready, and he sat there with his toys, babbling away to himself (Da da da, ma ma ma, ba ba ba), and boom. There it was.

B.'s also broadened his menu. Avocados and bananas are among the top choices, probably because I stuff them in this gizmo and let him figure it out for himself. He ends up all sticky or green - or both. He hasn't figured out his pincer grasp, so chunks of food left on his tray basically just get smashed. He's getting there though.

Next week, I bet he'll be shaving.

Poor Alaska

2008-06-26T22:23:00.003-06:00

Inspired by my friend K., I decided to show you an interactive map of all the states I've visited.

Make yours @ BigHugeLabs.com

Please turn off your cell phones

2008-06-24T08:14:00.002-06:00

B.'s been hanging out in his Johnny Jump Up chair for a few months, but just this week he learned to bounce all on his own. You can tell how excited he is about this new development.

P.S. If you have Bon Bons for this movie, you better share!

Wishful thinking

2008-06-24T08:09:00.002-06:00

A rapid POP! POPPOP! POP! pierces the late afternoon stillness in my neighborhood.

Me: Ugh. Fireworks already. (Pause) At least I hope that was fireworks.

C.: Yeah. Me, too.

Backward boogie

2008-06-22T08:24:00.005-06:00

Earlier this week it was the bed, now he's crawled under the couch. Since he can only motor backward, he tends to get stuck in places.
Here, I can just imagine him saying, "Hey lady, a little help?!"

Found

2008-06-22T08:20:00.004-06:00

No, not the bike, the filter in front of the camera lens. I found it in my old camera bag ... the one I used in high school. The filter has crosshatch scratches on it, creating the starburst effect you see here. Sweet!

Night owl

2008-06-20T09:12:00.001-06:00

On my way home from work, I saw another out-of-place scene on Broadway.

A man in a suit and tie fished in his right trouser pocket for the correct change, inserted it into a rack and peeled off an almost day-old newspaper. It was 12:45 a.m.

Crawling?

2008-06-18T14:01:00.001-06:00

Or is he just scooting backward?

12 months

2008-06-16T10:23:00.002-06:00

I think I finally wrapped my brain around this: My "little" boy is wearing 12-month size clothes.

Detour

2008-06-12T08:38:00.003-06:00

It took me 45 minutes to get home last night. I left just after midnight.

There were four cones blocking the onramp to Interstate 70 just by the National Western Stock Show. I didn't know how to get around, so I figured I'd wing it. Well, after sputtering through Globeville (someplace that looks scary at 12:30 a.m. when you're all alone in your car, hoping you don't run over a nail and need to do a quick tire change), I finally ran into the Commerce City refinery. No through streets around there. I went back the way I came, a good 15 minutes of back tracking.

I found the exit I needed, but it was almost 1 when I got home. And my trip is typically 20 minutes one way. So much for avoiding "traffic" by commuting at night!

Things

2008-06-10T23:51:00.000-06:00

B. and I saw a lot today when we were out and about.

The car seat. A. Lot.
Traffic.
A "pirate ship" in the Lakewood rec center. It was the children's play area at the pool.
Lots of other cute babies.
A car fire - or the remnants of it.
More traffic.
An unfamiliar crib (over at Grammie's).
A Coors Field suite.
A heavily liquored woman at the game all too eager to show off her bra on the Jumbotron. The whole stadium saw her flash everyone when she realized she was on screen (with beer in hand).
A Rockies' victory, including two home runs that made the seven fountains burst with excitement just beyond center field.
More traffic.

Now, I hope to watch my eyelids, just like B. and C. have been doing for about an hour or so. 'Nighty night!

:-O

2008-06-09T10:34:00.002-06:00

Look at the time stamp on this post.

I just woke up.

The boys went to the mechanic, and I got to sleep in. Late.

New sounds

2008-05-30T12:25:00.002-06:00

B. has a new word.

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba!

Reminds me, and many other people, of Goldie Hawn in Overboard.

Two front teeth

2008-05-25T10:56:00.003-06:00

I finally have proof of B.'s teeth. You know me; I've been sitting with my camera at the ready, trying to snap the best pic where you can see the little bumps. His gums don't look so swollen today, so it's been a fun morning filled with laughs. Anyway, my model was very photogenic today!

Below, the little dude cooperates at last!

Here's a close up.

Yet another toothy smile.

We also tried a new sippy cup - BPA free - for the first time. It was filled with 4 oz. of diluted apple juice, for anyone who gives a hoot. Here he is figuring it out.

Here he is not going crazy over the cold juice. He made a face like Tom Hanks trying caviar in Big. B.'s such a picky guy; he's used to just drinking warm milk.

And here he is having fun pulling my hair. He's got quite a grip! Grabs a hold of my hair with both hands and it's a wrestling match. He always wins.

These eyes

2008-05-24T23:48:00.003-06:00

They're blue. They're green. They're stunning.

We discovered B. has eyes just like his cousin N. Here is the proof*.

* The photo selection doesn't do the comparison justice. I promise they're the same.

Never wake a sleeping baby

2008-05-23T12:02:00.002-06:00

B.'s still asleep.

He went down for a nap 2 hours and 15 minutes ago. This after only being awake an hour. (He went to sleep around 9:30 or 10, woke up at 3:40 for a few minutes while Dad got him sleeping again, then woke up with me at 8:40. That's basically 11 hours.)

If it weren't for the motion sensor monitor, I would have checked on him a dozen times already.

Do I wake him up?

I promise

2008-05-23T09:51:00.002-06:00

I promise to eat healthier today.

Yesterday's diet consisted of (and I'm embarrassed to admit it):

Oatmeal, toast and coffee
McDonald's chicken sandwich combo
Bag of peanut M&Ms
A ginger Altoid
McDonald's QPC combo
Suzy Q's
1 pint of water

In my defense of two trips to Mickey D's, I stood in line at the Subway across from work for 10 minutes and I was still third in line for a sandwich. And the woman behind the counter had made only two subs, chatting it up the whole time. I couldn't wait any longer (since I don't get a lunch break at work - by choice - and I already was on borrowed time).

Normally I make a nice lunch for work, but we're still getting back on track from our trip so I didn't have time Thursday.

Plus I haven't been to the grocery store, but I do promise, with the delivery yesterday afternoon of a box of organic veggies and fruit, to make delicious, nutritious meals for myself today.

OK. Maybe I'll have just one fun snack at work.

Prunes = Bad

2008-05-22T07:41:00.001-06:00

We still haven't met a food B. hasn't liked, but we just ran across one that doesn't like him.

And it wasn't pretty. Luckily, poor little dude has recovered and is happy as can be today.

(Well, he's not going for a swim in Grandma's pool in Florida, but he'll adjust.)

First time

2008-05-16T18:07:00.000-06:00

...at the beach. And, boy am I tuckered out! (Mommy and Daddy feel awful because my nose is red, not for lack of sun block.)

It's hot here

2008-05-15T13:49:00.003-06:00

Greetings from Arcadia, Fl.!

We are sitting in my mother-in-law's antique store on the main street in town, and we went swimming this morning.

There's other news...

Big B. has a tooth!

He's been cutting it since before we left and I still can't get a real close look at it, but it's quite sharp when he gnaws on our fingers.

There are oranges for days, fresh-squeezed juice, lots of antiquing and plenty of sunshine. Tomorrow we're going to the beach. Watch out ladies: B. looks great in his swim diaper. ;)

Hope to be back in touch soon!

(Sorry if this is disjointed. There is quite a bit of commotion, including our nephew arriving back home from Iraq.)

Vacay

2008-05-12T23:02:00.003-06:00

Except for the occasional multimedia text message, Here Comes The Blog is going on vacation! I, for one, could use a break from technology.

Happy Mother's Day

2008-05-11T10:58:00.003-06:00

To my mom and all my mommy friends, have a very happy Mother's Day! We deserve it!

P.S. Here are the circus roses from C.

My boy

2008-05-10T22:11:00.002-06:00

Poor little dude is in pain. He's got a fever, drooling a pint a minute and if he had a choice, he'd have gnawed all my fingers down to little stumps.

Stupid teeth! They should be here any day now...

6 months old

2008-05-09T10:34:00.002-06:00

Dearest B.,

You are growing up to be such a fun little boy. Each day you bring a million smiles to my face, and I love spending time with you, even if you wake me up in the middle of the night. I can't get enough squeezes out of you in a day to last me while I'm at work. I always miss you.

You have been reaching so many milestones lately. You are sitting up, rolling all across the floor, I've seen you inch forward a little bit (perhaps getting ready to crawl?), you play with your feet ... a lot, suck on your big toes, you love to eat, but that was no surprise to us since you almost weigh 20 pounds! Your favorite foods are pears, carrots, sweet potatoes, squash, oatmeal, and of course, milk. When you get that hungry face, you look at me like I'm a lamb chop. It makes us laugh!

You love story time. Your favorite book is Tails. We read about stumpy tails, bumpy tails, stringy tails and clingy tails. You also love the Animal Sounds book. I'm sure you laugh as much as Mommy and Daddy sounding like a couple of silly geese as you do the pictures. You also love Dr. Seuss' Alphabet Book. That was my book when I was a baby. Daddy reads his page-a-day golf calendar to you, too (though I think he's about 2 months behind on that one ... oops!).

You put everything in your mouth. Your hands, burp cloths (which is great for us - you wipe your own face), teething rings, your toes, our fingers, anything you find on the floor, and to our horror, you wrapped your mouth around the swing seat at the local park. We have never vacuumed so much in our lives since you've been around.

You love textures. You run your hand on our corduroy couch, on the pillows, you grab the carpet, you play with all your exersaucer toys with such vigor. You like to pull my hair and grab for my bling, you also like smacking your hands on your high chair tray as if to say, "What's the hold up? I'm starving over here!"

You and Daddy are buddies. It is the coolest thing to see your face light up when he walks in the door. You smile and smile, then we look at each other, faces beaming. You give me the same look when I get you out of your crib in the morning. I usually wake up to your babbling, probably talking to the monkeys on your crib bumper, because we all know they have the most profound things to say. I turn the corner in your room, and you see me, as if to say, "How long have you been standing there?" Then most of the time you let out a giggle.

You are the best model. I've always got the camera in your face; thanks for letting me do that. And you smile-smile-SMILE for me. You are a little telephone shy, though. When you are yakking up a storm, I'll put a phone in front of you, and whether it's the shy or the wonder factor, you stay tight-lipped. But you love listening to your grandparents, your great grandmother and your uncle on the phone. I'll probably go through cordless phones like crazy since you slobber all over the ear piece!

You are a delightful baby. You nap well. You sleep fantastically (yep, through the night). You play by yourself well. You travel well. So when you do have an issue, it's easy for us to know. When you get a little cranky or fussy, we definitely know something isn't right. I know we're coming up on teething, and you haven't been a happy camper lately. But in the past couple of weeks, you've only gotten up once in the middle of the night. Thank you for that.

You talk! You've been babbling Mamamamama for a while now, but I love hearing you say "Mama" when I hold you or pick you up. I now know the special feeling Daddy will have when you finally say "Dada," and nothing can prepare him for the warmness he'll feel. You talk to the cats. You get so excited when you see Booty or Gabby, and they've been terrific in letting you pet them. Take it easy on the old girls, though.

You are a healthy baby. Touching wood, you haven't been sick once (well, except for that time Mommy ate Chinese food!). Your clogged ducts cleared up, your eczema is looking great (probably the spring weather helping), your thumb owie where Mommy clipped your nail a little too short healed and you definitely have smooth skin. I think the cloth diapers help, but you've got the softest bottom around. Don't get embarrassed, but it sure is the cutest tushie. Way cuter than any others I've seen.

Your eyes. Where did they come from? Whatever the answer, we'll take 'em. We were confident you'd have brown eyes like the both of us, but somehow these blue-green eyes came out of nowhere. It's a welcome surprise. You wear them well. I hope they stay that way.

I could go on and on, talking a bit about the unpleasant things - the poop, your unhappy crying, your really unhappy crying, the exhaustion and fear of being a parent, the heartache we get when you don't feel well - but I'd rather just tell you how much I love you, how proud I am to have you as my son and how much I'm looking forward to the next 6 months and beyond.

I can't wait to see what's in store for us.

Love and kisses,
Mommy

Mooning

2008-04-30T01:19:00.002-06:00

Just now seen:

Baby B. rolled over onto his tummy in his crib. He's so mobile, even when he sleeps, that sometimes I find him on his stomach, head turned to the side, arms splayed out and butt right up in the air. I have to resist the urge to pinch and pat it! I love checking on him when I get home from work, and nights like these when he's in the cutest sleeping position just make me smile. I always stroke his hand or his cheek so in some way, he knows I'm home from work. Tonight, he rewarded me with the slightest sigh. "Thanks, Mom."

Earlier seen:

A CBS 4 News anchor checking his reflection in the back window of a minivan across from the Denver City and County Building. The camera was set up on the lawn at Civic Center park and I got the feeling he was minutes away from an on-air appearance. Can't let those fly-aways show on camera!

Wordless Wednesday

2008-04-30T01:11:00.001-06:00

Tagging

2008-04-29T20:28:00.002-06:00

I was tagged today by my friend Kelly.

What I was doing 10 years ago: I was in my senior year at Metro State, and I know I had a heavy load of math classes that thoroughly kicked my butt. I was working at the same place I am now, but the jobs were quite different. We also were about four blocks west of our current address. I was living in a little condo with my roommate Michelle. Probably partying like a rock star every chance I got!

5 things on my to-do list today…

Clean the humidifiers at home.
Pack my lunch for work.
Take care of my ill hubby and Big B.
Pay a parking ticket.
Get a chair massage.

5 snacks I enjoy…

Zingers.
Pumpkin seeds.
Nuts and berries (trail mix).
Ice cream.
Cheese and crackers.

5 things I would do if I were a billionaire

Pay off my mortgage and my families' mortgages.
Save lots and lots of money for B.
Do something fun and extravagant like renting an island in Fiji (I have a resort picked out!) to take my family for a long vacation.
Since I hate parting with money, I'd probably save, save, save!
I also always joke that I'm going to buy the parking lot next to my work so I could give my favorite colleagues free parking, sort of thumbing my nose at having to pay 100 bucks a month to park at work.

5 bad habits…

Too much time on the computer.
I eat lots of sweets and quite a bit of them.
I got out of my yoga routine, which I love.
Staying in my PJs when I stay home. I love PJ days at home though.
Driving too fast.

5 places I’ve lived…

Pueblo, Colo.
Denver, Colo.
Westminster, Colo.
Arvada, Colo.
Lakewood, Colo. (Yes, I get around, not!)

5 jobs I’ve had…

Restaurant manager
Dance teacher
Fireworks store cashier
Mortgage broker's gopher
Sportswriter

TAG! Now YOU are it…

Stephanie
Amy