Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Dad Life

I am totally stealing this from Yancey's blog, because it is way too funny not to share!

Rick already has the knock-off polos and phone holster (Lord help him). Now he just needs a minivan. Ha!

Monday, June 28, 2010

Field trip to Houston

On Friday, I drove into Houston to meet up with a few of my old coworkers from the bank for lunch. It's been 7 months since I've had to make that awful commute every day, and can I just say that I don't miss it at all?! I had a couple of errands to run in Houston after lunch, so I didn't get back on the road until close to 4. On a Friday. In the pouring rain. Not exactly a good recipe for traffic!  Luckily for me, I had a second passenger in the form of a wee little baby and so I took the HOV lane back home. Cut the driving time in half and I must say that flying by the parking lot on the freeway gave me quite the little rush. I guess it's the little things in life!


From left to right: Jason & Greg Geigh, Lindsey (aka Kelsey), April, and Latrice



Harrison with his Aunt Latrice


Latrice and April took turns holding H, and of course he was thrilled about all of the attention. April asked Lindsey if she wanted a turn, but she politely declined. I'm not sure why? Something about not wanting to be vomited on?  My son would never do such a thing!


Mmmm. Nothing like going back to the office smelling like curdled breastmilk!

I felt pretty bad that he spit up all over poor April. But she's got 3 adorable kids of her own so I'm sure it's probably nothing new. Still gross though!

Even though I don't miss the commute AT ALL, I do miss my Compass peeps. It was great catching up with everybody!

Friday, June 25, 2010

Move over, Heidi.

So I got a pretty important phone call last week. Apparently the talent scouts have taken notice of yours truly, and I was asked if I would be interested in doing a little modeling.

That's right people, a model! I've been discovered!

I'm sure you're wondering what is so uniquely beautiful about me that warranted this call to fame. Was it this boyish, bean pole figure of mine? My scrawny, pasty-white chicken legs? Or how about my exquisite elegance and grace?

Nope! It was a much more envious quality of mine that got me the job. I am hesitant to even post this picture because I would hate for anybody to think that I am conceited, but when you have a feature of this beauty and magnificence, you just have to brag. Yes, beauty like this must be shared!


The Before


It's my hair, y'all!  I know you're captivated by it's breathtaking splendor, but try not to stare. It's rude!

Hehehe  :)

All kidding aside, I cannot STAND my hair. It's super thick and completely uneven in texture. I have tight curls underneath and a stringy, wiry mess on top, and the only thing consistent about it is the frizz. Throughout the years my hair and I have had our battles. In fact, before I owned my beloved CHI{how on earth did I survive before my CHI??}, I used to actually straighten my hair with a good old fashioned iron and ironing board. But I figured a few third degree scalp burns was a small price to pay for smooth hair, right?!

So you can imagine my glee when my good friend and hair stylist called me up last week and asked if I would be interested in being a hair model for a new keratin straightening system class that a vendor was in town to present. Would I be interested?! Um, HECK YEAH I WOULD! I've been dreaming of this process ever since I heard about it last year, but for some reason (couldn't have been the $400 price tag) I just hadn't gotten around to having it done. But since this was a class, it was completely free of charge. To say that her phone call made my day would be a severe understatement. :)

The session was supposed to last about an hour and a half. That's the average. I knew going in that it would take longer because my hair is deceptively thick and stubborn. In fact, the vendor told me that I broke the record for amount of product used in any session he's witnessed. Go figure. I guess that's just the overachiever in me. So anyway, FIVE hours later and I was all done.


The After

Now I know that the "after" doesn't really look all that different than my usual style (when I actually opt to take it out of my super-hot ponytail), but let me just tell you that I am SO happy with the results. First of all, my hair no longer requires ironing to be presentable {*gasp*}. Secondly, I am saving a ton of time. Before, I was spending at least an hour blow-drying and straightening my hair, and even then I rarely got it as smooth as the "after" pics. I timed myself today, and from start to finish, it took me 16 minutes to style it. 16 minutes! Do you realize how valuable 44+ minutes are to a mom with a baby?! And thirdly, since the process uses keratin, which is a vitamin treatment and not a chemical process, my hair is really shiny. The only downside to that is now it's even more obvious that I am in desperate need for some color touch up. 7 months of neglect will do that I guess. I think it's safe to say that my hair has taken the backseat to a chubby little baby named Harrison...

Anyway, for what it's worth, I totally recommend this process to anybody who's interested (and doesn't vomit at the thought of forking over $300+). The neat thing about it is it's not just for people who want straight hair, it also improves texture for curly hair as well.

And even though I clearly only got the call  because I have the worst hair ever and they wanted to test out how good the system really is before using it on clients, I'm still holding on to my "model" title. I think I may even throw a "super" in there for good measure.


Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Full House

What ever happened to predictability? / The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV. / Everywhere you look, everywhere you go / There's a heart, a hand to hold onto. / Everywhere you look, everywhere you go / there's a face of somebody who needs you. / When you're lost out there and you're all alone / A light is waiting to carry you home. / Everywhere you look.


Don't act like you don't know every single word of that theme song and didn't just sing it in your head (or even possibly out loud with a hairbrush as your mic). Admit it!

Uncle Jesse will forever hold a place in my heart. {sigh}

Right. Anyway.

We've had a couple of house guests over the last week or so. Sweet, furry, playful, slobbery house guests.

We've been dogsitting for my mom and step-dad while they were on vacation in Cancun. Meet Dakota and Lexi:



It took FOREVER to get a picture with all of them in the frame. They are a little blurry because I had it in sport mode with no flash, but whatever.


I'm pretty sure that Harrison might actually think he's a dog by now considering they are his closest buds.



Can't forget Kooter!


They've been quite the little helpers, following me around everywhere I go. Here is the rubber ducky stare-down of 2010. Dakota wanted Harrison's toys so badly but he was really good and just admired them from afar.


It's always good when they come to visit because they get our pups to act about 8 years younger than they actually are.

Party animals

Come back soon Dakater and Lex!

Monday, June 21, 2010

Father's Day

Harrison was very excited to celebrate his dad's first Father's Day this year.



It started with breakfast in bed.

But Harrison thought that meant Harrison's breakfast in bed. He's really giving like that. 



Then it was time to give Daddy his card and presents.





And I couldn't resist sticking the bow on his head. Somebody didn't like that very much...


Then we headed out to go see the Astros play. It was Harrison's first game and I can't believe it took us until mid-June to go! We LOVE our Stros and were both pretty heartbroken when canceling cable meant no more televised games for us. They haven't been doing very hot this year (or last, but who's keeping track?) so I figured the game wouldn't be very crowded. I was wrong - there were over 41,000 people there! Sadly, I think probably half of them were rooting for the Rangers. Where is the loyalty, people?!!


I had forgotten how steep it is up in the nosebleeds, and it was a little scary carrying a baby up all of those stairs and then making sure he didn't wiggle out of our laps. We didn't have the best seats in the park, but considering our outing was cheaper than a date to the movies, I really can't complain. Harrison was wide-eyed the entire time just taking it all in. We all had a blast!





Sunday we spent the day at Rick's parents' house. It's always refreshing to pack up the car, hit the road, and pay a visit to the country. We had a really good time just hanging out and the food was delicious as always. Harrison had such a ball playing with his cousins! I think I may need to borrow them for a while because they kept him so entertained all day and he slept great that night!

3 of 4


Uh, Mom? What's going on here?


Aunt Tracye, are you going to stop him??

OMG! How is he standing all by himself?! And how come I can't?


The babies with their Papaw


Miss Ashley

Dude. My name is NOT Harry Ranger! 


The cousin shot! Poor Cavan was not happy!
 

Sissy tries to calm him, and Harrison seems concerned. Meanwhile, Cullen looks pretty bored. Ha!


I don't understand why you people aren't helping him!


Here, cousin. Will a slobbery kiss on the head help?


No? Well then I'll cry with you. Us babies have to stick together!


A big fat {belated} Happy Father's Day to my dad, step-dad, father-in-law, and now my husband. You are all very much loved and appreciated!


Rick & Harrison
Father's Day, 2010

Monday, June 14, 2010

World Peas

It's late and I'm about to call it a night, but first I thought I'd post a couple of pictures of my little earth-friendly babe.

peas on earth with a heaping side of drool

the cutest little tush that you ever did see
 
I bought this romper for him when I was pregnant and at the time it looked so big to me. And today I could hardly get the buttons snapped. It's time to cycle out his closet again and I just don't want to. Maybe the longer I hold out the longer he'll stay my itty bitty baby?

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

#4

Rick and I celebrated our fourth anniversary on Sunday. It was pretty low key, but it was just what we wanted.

After church, we went to lunch with some friends at none other than Mamacitas. Had to stick with the Mexican theme in honor of our wedding and not at all because I am overly obsessed with Mexican food and could eat it all day every day and sometimes actually come close. In fact, I cooked tacos for dinner last night and am having leftovers today for lunch and can't wait because they are just that scrumptious! Oh how I love me some Mexican food!

Right. Back to our anniversary. After lunch, my mom offered to keep Harrison so we could have a nice date. But we didn't really want a nice date. Don't get me wrong, nice dates are great and all. But an afternoon childless? We had other, far less exciting things in mind. But once again, exactly what we wanted.

We have always exchanged the traditional anniversary gifts and year four calls for flowers or fruit. So we decided to buy a flowering tree to plant in front of our breakfast room window. So off to the nursery we went. And then to several others, because we couldn't find what we were looking for.

Halfway through, I started to get pretty cranky because it was seriously the hottest, steamiest, muggiest day EVER. It actually hurt my lungs to breathe, and it's not like I'm a drama queen or anything.

See? HOT!

So we stopped for a frozen refreshment to cool us down and lift our spirits. Fruit flavored, of course! And BTW, the cherry limeade chillers are TO. DIE. FOR.


Cheers!


We finally found a tree that was perfect, and even ties in my heritage. I can't wait to see it bloom next spring!


Hope I can keep it alive long enough to see these blooms.


We started to dig, and almost cut through the cable line. Go figure.

8-1-1 who?


We had to move it over a bit, but no biggie. And then into the ground it went!

Cheese!


It's been a long time since we've been able to do yard work together. I forgot how much I enjoy playing in the dirt and mowing the grass and pulling weeds. And how good of a workout it is. The next day my muscles were so sore - so it's either a good workout or I'm just reeeally out of shape. We'll go with a good workout.

After all the romantic yard work, I went to go pick up the baby while Rick got dinner started. We grilled some steaks, corn on the cob, and sweet potatoes. And even though the tree was our anniversary gift, we had a few other little things to exchange.

Getting ready to open my towel-wrapped present from Rick. Klassy!

Have I ever mentioned how great of a husband I have? He is, really. And while he's a wonderful guy and lovely hubby and awesome dad, crafty he is not. But he definitely gets an A+ for effort!

Let me back up a little. A few days earlier he had told me that he was going to make me a gift as well. Immediately I told him that he soooo didn't have to and that our tree was our gift and that please, no, don't, really. You see, I've seen his handyman skills, and all I can say is bless his heart. He insisted, however, so I nervously awaited the results.

Saturday I came home after an afternoon out shopping with Katie, and before I even got through the front door I noticed a really awful smell, kind of like mothballs, but far worse. He assured me that it was all part of the process. I walked through the door and he had huge fans blowing and the odor was so strong it was overwhelming. Like, not-safe-to-be-in-the-house overwhelming. He assured me that the gift was outside "curing" and that the house would air out soon enough, but to be safe we should leave for a few hours. Nice.

Sunday morning he looked defeated. The project was not "curing" to his satisfaction and he was really disappointed. It was so adorable! I had no idea what to expect, and so I was really curious and anxious to finally open it. Especially when he told me it was wrapped in a wet towel for a reason, and that I should not under any circumstances make direct contact with my skin. And here it is, in all of its glory:
uh, Mom, I don't think you should be touching that.

The concept was really cool. And the fact that he went to Michaels and to Aaron Brothers for tips and advice was beyond sweet. The final product, however, was not so pretty. Not to mention, completely toxic! He attempted to make a matte for a picture frame by pouring some sort of apoxy or acrylic chemicals over what used to be BRIGHT RED flower petals. Then he was going to put a picture of us in it. However, the chemicals ate through the petals and also the black paint on the frame, and never dried all the way, either. And oh how I wish the camera could have captured the odor. It makes me dizzy and nauseous just thinking about it!

Too bad this is far too toxic to display in my house. Shucks!

Notice the once bright red, beautiful flower that now looks like rotting flesh.

We got SUCH a huge laugh out of it. Like, tears rolling down the cheeks laugh. And then he promptly removed the poisonous threat from our breathing space and threw it in the outside garbage. Where I'm sure it started eating through the trash can immediately, ha! Like I said, A+ for effort!


Smart guy had a back-up plan.

My gifts were far less exciting, and REALLY romantic, let me tell ya. But there's only so much you can do with a fruit/flower theme, especially for a guy. And besides, after 10 years together we embrace practicality. So the Hubster got a couple of packages of Fruit of the Loom undershirts and socks, several boxes of fruit flavored candy, a Sonic gift card, and a personal-sized cookie cake with a flower on it. I would have taken a picture of the cookie, but it was devoured before I had a chance. Nobody gets between Rick and his cookies!


Nothing says romantic like a bunch of underwear.


My boys

It was a great day. I still can't believe it's been four years since we were down in Mexico, saying our I dos and frolicking on the beach. I can't wait to go back!  Maybe next year. One can dream, right?




{And to my Ricky, if you even still read this boring blog of mine: Ten years ago you walked into my life and gave it meaning. Four years ago you looked into my eyes and promised me your heart forever. I am so enjoying the forever! Thank you for being such a great husband, best friend, and now daddy to our son. Somehow I manage to fall more in love with you every day, even though every day I can't imagine loving you more.}


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