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Was that a Mack truck? Oh wait – it was just the weekend.

Posted 30 Aug 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, I am a moron, marriage, retail therapy

This weekend was a good one for sure, but completely wiped me out. We got so much done, spent a lot of time with my parents, and had a lot of fun. However, I am paying the price today. And last night. I paid the price last night too.

Anyway – we started the weekend out with a De La Soul concert at First Avenue on Thursday night, and after that wrapped up, headed to the hotel where my parents would be staying.

Friday, the hubs and I cleaned up the house, and once my parents arrived, my dad and I installed a ceiling fan/light fixture in the baby’s room. And we did it – we powered it up and it worked without smoking or blowing up. (High-five, Dad!) It looks pretty nice. I’ll take some more pics when we have a little more done. Friday night we went to a bar/restaurant in Northeast and then called it a night.

Saturday, my mom and I went to the Mall of America where she purchased early birthday gifts for me – work (maternity) clothes. The passing of labor day means no more “casual summer” at my job. Le sad. But now, I am set. Like my mom said – hopefully I don’t get put on bedrest or something and can actually use those clothes for the rest of my pregnancy! Saturday evening we went to the state fair, walked and ate tons of food, watched The Wailers play. I also froze to death. It was about 57 degrees…at 9:30 at night…at the end of August. Gotta love Minnesota weather. Anyway, contractions started up like the weekend before, and I had to get home. Once home, I reclined on the couch where my body pretty much gave up on itself, and every muscle ached. My dear hubs ran a bath for me (the first I’ve taken since being pregnant) and it was HEAVEN. It really helped. But, sleeping was another matter. I couldn’t get comfortable and my whole body was cramping up. I’ll assume it was rebellion for the miles I walked in both the mall and the fair. In any case, I slept pretty shitty.

Today we had breakfast with my parents and then they left. It was sad, but I think I was too tired/achy to cry. I don’t know if I’ll see them again before the baby’s here…we’re going to try for them to come again in October. Anyway – I’ve pretty much been parked on the couch since then, sleeping and relaxing, something I haven’t done in a while.

And, to round out this post to be the LONGEST EVER…I have a gallbladder update. This is where I get red faced and slightly embarrassed. The thought occurred to me last week that maybe the constant rib pain on my right side was caused by something else. I always felt better in the mornings, and some evenings…and (get this) whenever I would wear a sports bra. So, I moved my bra to the next loosest hooks.

The pain went away.

I am Jack’s complete and utter embarrassment.

Granted, I still get occasional pains here and there, but the constant ache I was experiencing is gone. I’m so relived, but still trying to eat a lower fat diet to get everything under control.

Later…or tomorrow, I’m going to post about the Dateline special on (right now) about vaccines and autism.

Correction. I WAS a blogging machine.

Posted 17 Aug 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, marriage

Yeah – not much for updates here all of the sudden! Our anniversary dinner was GREAT, I hit up yoga for the first time in like, 2-3 weeks on Wednesday night, and on Thursday night we put together the crib. (It looks super nice!) Over the weekend, we saw a movie, went to the Twins game (and left early due to boredom) and ran some errands on Sunday.

Exciting, no?

Right. No.

Anyway, this week will be busy in it’s own respect – tonight, cleaning and laundry. Tomorrow – work and more of the same. Wednesday – work and Yoga. Thursday – work and doc’s appointment (rhogam shot – boo!) and Friday morning, leaving for a cabin for the weekend.

28 week update later tonight, with a new picture (and maybe some more nursery pics to go with it).

I’m a ball of creative juices today, can you tell?

I’m a blogging machine.

Posted 11 Aug 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category baby business, marriage, paparazzi

Okay – seriously, I know I don’t usually post this much. You’ll have to deal with not being able to catch up just for now. I’m sure this won’t stick for too long. :)

Anyway, I have to be an attention whore for about 3 more minutes and announce two things. One, HOLY CRAP I’M IN THE THIRD TRIMESTER. Do you know what that means? I’m almost done with being pregnant. As in, in 3 months (or less) we’ll have an outside baby. I started to think about that last night as I was laying in bed and started to panic. But then, the 5 hours of sleep I had gotten the night before got the best of me and I fell asleep.

And two – it’s our second anniversary today! (Everyone breathe a collective “AWWWWWWWW!”) That’s right, I’ve been married to my wonderful hubs for 2 years now. I know it’s cliché, but it really feels like it was only a few weeks ago that we got married. It’s funny too, the weather this week is mimicking the weather when we were married – 90s and hot, sunny and humid. It’s a good thing I love this kind of weather. I can’t say the same for our wedding guests.

Anyway – what a different two years can make.

August 2007

August 2009

A survey about "US"…

Posted 18 Feb 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage, The Hubs

…lifted from Dooce. Enjoy. And then you do it. You know you want to.

What are your middle names?
Mine is Marie, his is Luke. I think mine is after my great grandmother. I’ll just assume his is after some book I haven’t read called “The Bible.”

How long have you been together?
We’ve been together for 6 years, married for a year and a half.

How long did you know each other before you started dating?
Not very. I met him at Liquor Lyles (dive bar extraordinarie), and a few weeks and phone calls later, we were dating.

Who asked whom out?
I think he asked me for my phone number. And I obliged. Both things are a miracle of modern science considering how effing drunk we both were. (Example: I had no problem flashing my ass crack and he had no problem staring without blinking.)

How old are each of you?
He’s 33, I’m 28. As far as maturity goes, we’re even-steven I win for most mature.

Whose siblings do you see the most?
This is a no-brainer. His. I have none, so they’re quite difficult to “see.”

Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
Honestly? This is so sad. The only thing we ever raise our voices about are the damn cats. Miles is almost always sick, and we’re always taking one of them to the vet, and they cost us lots and lots of money. So we fight about it, on occasion. I’m hoping if kids ever enter the picture, they’ll be in much better health. And if not, at least we have good insurance.

Did you go to the same school?
Nope. Never. Unless the “School of Hard Knocks” counts…but come to think of it, I didn’t go there either.

Are you from the same home town?
No. The hubs was raised here in good ole’ Minneapolis. I was born in Boulder, Colorado and raised in Fond du Lac, WI. (Good thing they moved. I would have probably ended up a hippy had they stayed in Boulder. I don’t care for hippies all that much.)

Who is smarter?
This might make me sound like a douche, but I think I am. We always joke that “I’m the brains, he’s the brawn.” He’d admit the same. I’m a nerd. Being smart comes with the territory.

Who is the most sensitive?
I cry easier. Does that make me most sensitive?

Where do you eat out most as a couple?
I bet if you checked our bank statements – Don Pablo’s would come out on top. Yes…a Mexican food chain. Don’t ask why, because I don’t have an answer.

Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
Costa Rica.

Who has the craziest exes?
Hmmm. Craziest? I don’t think either of us has crazy exes. We certainly tend to run into his much more than mine. I’ll say this about his (and I think he’d say the same about mine) – I don’t know how he ever even dated his exes. And…done.

Who has the worst temper?
The husband once bruised the top of his foot by kicking a coffee table across the room after discovering cat pee in our finished basement, long after we assumed that chapter of our lives was closed. I have a tendency to want to kick and punch things, but I don’t. So…he wins.

Who does the cooking?
Yours truly. The hubs has the privilege of doing most of the grilling, pizza preparing/heating and any grilled ham & cheese sandwiches that might need to be made. I’m the “meal maker,” however. DISCLAIMER: Just because I “make meals” does not equate to those meals being “delicious” or “edible.” A for effort, that’s my mindset.

Who is the neat-freak?
I’ve been known to have an episode about the silverware being in the incorrect compartments in the drawer. And there’s only one other person in the house that could have put it there. Is that enough of an answer?

Who is more stubborn?
The hubs is MUCH more stubborn than me. He gets that from his dad. He might think I’m stubborn, but I’m not. I’M JUST RIGHT.

Who hogs the bed?
Honestly, neither of us is a bed hogger. I really don’t move all that much in my sleep. He doesn’t either. The REAL bed hogs are the cats. I’m worse than he is, but you can lay in any position AS LONG AS YOU DON’T DISTURB THE CATS. Although, most days I’m quite sure they could sleep through an earthquake.

Who wakes up earlier?
Yours truly again. I’m a morning person for sure. He would sleep all day if it was socially acceptable. On occasion I’ll sleep in too, but I have to be pretty damn tired to do so.

Where was your first date?
Rudolph’s Bar-b-que. I think. Right? Yeah….I think I’m right.

Who is more jealous?
I think the hubs gets this one. I’ll talk it up like I’ll cut a bitch, but he might actually do it (if he’s got enough liquid courage in his belly).

How long did it take to get serious?
Uhm…after dating like, 3 months we got a place together. So…pretty much record speed.

Who eats more?
Him. If we compared on a pizza slice consumed basis – he’s about 5 to my 2 or 3.

Who does the laundry?
I do. Somehow, he knows how to read, but is unable to decipher clothing tags with laundering instructions. I’ve had too many shrunken $70 shirts and misshapen bras to allow him to do it unattended. He’ll “help out” sometimes, but I usually have to double check to be sure no clothing is being murdered.

Who’s better with the computer?
That’d be me again. Nerd. “Computer Nerd.” Ain’t no shame in it.

Who drives when you are together?
Most of the time, me. The hubs has a short temper with shitty drivers. And I enjoy driving. Sometimes I make him drive, just because every once in a while I need to see what our neighborhood actually looks like for longer than 1 second glances.

Resolution #1 – FAIL.

Posted 26 Jan 2009 — by Mrs. Jenna
Category marriage, other people are awesome, The Hubs

Wow. I’m all, “I’m gonna blog more!” and then 12 days pass and I don’t even bother. Dammit.

So, anyway…VEGAS! I had TONS of fun. The temperatures managed to stay above normal (read ALMOST 70 degrees!), and I managed not to lose my ass gambling. I did nearly lose my ass shopping.

Lessons Learned: Vegas edition.

1. It doesn’t matter how “comfortable” I seem to think my pointy Chinese Laundry heels are…THEY ARE THE DEVIL. I went out two nights in a row wearing those shoes, and was nearly crippled from them. They are cute though…but…THE DEVIL.

2. Just because they’re penny slots doesn’t mean I can’t blow through $20 in ten minutes. And just because my friends are winning doesn’t mean that I will too.


4. Five days and four nights in Vegas is borderline too much.

5. Don’t ever under-estimate the husband again. I was so tired and cranky from traveling and assumed the worst when I got home. Instead, I came home to a clean house and snuggling. Just what the doctor ordered. :)

So, that about wraps it up. It was super fun. Must do it again sometime. But with the husband instead.

Also, in late breaking news, we booked a trip to Mexico in a month! Can we afford it? NO! But we’re going with my parents, and it will be tons of fun I’m sure. (You have to know my parents to trust me when I say we’re going to have fun.)

I guess I should add:

Resolution #4 – FAIL.