the great big purple dinosaur and...

Ellie!

She got to meet him this weekend at Giovanni's birthday party!
Thanks guys for the entertainment!

finally - the #9.

In honor of Ellie's 9 month birthday, and my favorite number (thank you Jim McMahon). We are going to celebrate NINE.

birthday.

august, 1 month.

september, 2 months.

october, 3 months.

november, 4 months.

december, 5 months.

january, 6 months.

february, 7 months.

march, 8 months.

the eve of nine months.


updates:
1. 2 teeth on the bottom, finally. I just wish I could have a picture.
2. She bobs her head back and forth when she hears music on the tv
3. She no longer gives kisses (stubborn little thing - hopefully a passing phase)
4. She still loves her bath and freaks out when it is time to get out.
5. She tries to whistle and sometimes the littlest sound does come out.
6. She is on the move - crawling everywhere, walking around furniture, pulling herself up.
7. She eats just about anything we will give her. And she loves ice cold water squirted in her mouth.
8. She loves cheerios - it is basically the only thing we can give her to keep her occupied so we can get things done.
9. As always, she is just the cutest thing, we are so freaking lucky!

who knew?

bring your child to work day!

anyone else???

nice.

Tuesday morning.
All is grand.
Go to shut the window - nail breaks!
Great, guess I need to make an appointment.
Take Ellie to parents for the day. All is well.
Drive to work - get flat tire.
Great, guess I need to get that fixed.
Wait for Joaquin to come pick me up.
While waiting, walk over to McDonald's for some breakfast satisfaction.
While waiting to order, see that they have been given a B rating.
Sorry, can't eat there.
Great, guess there will be no breakfast for me.
Late for work.
It's only 8:20 a.m.
What else could happen today? I can't wait to find out!
Hope no one steals the diaper bag or Emilee's present from the car.
Probably shouldn't jinx myself...

revive.

After taking a week off and then going to Arizona for the weekend where it was shopping, shopping, shopping all day long, this is what I had to revive myself with this morning. Vitamin water. Going back to work is always tough as in not so fun really. But I guess we all know how that goes. I'm pretty sure Joaquin was glad to have me back though after being full time dad for 3 days. I say, it was good for him!

And for the update, we did get some rooms painted this last week. Always good to bring color in - don't ya think? Ellie has 2 teeth coming in on the bottom, pretty much simultaneously. And much to Joaquin's happiness, she is starting to get some curls. Our little one is growing up so fast, it's scary! And a big congratulations to Liz, Darryl and little Meredith!

Later,
Lori

so...

does this ever happen to you?

You are just going along with your daily life, all the while trying to figure out what the hell to do with yourself?

This is what I am going through right now!

I mean, I bought the house. (Which by the way is for sale if anyone is interested.)



I got married.

I had the kid.



Now what?
Seriously!

We tried the bundt cake thing but couldn't find someone willing to fork over $500k for a cake biz - go figure.
So, that was a bust!

So, now I'm back to scrapbooking.






It's what makes me HAPPY.
It's hard to find the time but when I do, it's all about that.

So, does anyone want to make me happy and hire me to scrap? Or do you want to wallow in my mid life crisis?

and throw it in the oven...

patty cake
patty cake
baker's man
bake me a cake as fast as you can
roll it
and
pat it
and mark it with an e
AND THROW IT IN THE OVEN

for Ellie and me

happy easter.

Hope you all had a good one and got through the day without a chocolate overload!

me?...no!

Okay, so this is what I have been coming home to in my mailbox for the last 3 months. Keep in mind, it is addressed to me.



Now, as most of you know, I am not hispanic but happen to have a hispanic name and so I guess people assume things.
Take for instance the telemarketers who have been calling me lately, asking for me in spanish. First time I said wrong number. Second time I said this is her and the lady had to say she was sorry because she didn't speak English. At this point, you are probably wondering why I would pick up the phone for telemarketers anyway - it is because lately, it is Grand Central Station around our house and I'm hoping if I pick up and say no they will stop calling. By the way, hasn't happened yet.
Anyway, I am sure it is a fabulous magazine and it is written in English but somehow it just ends up in the trash. I mean, Joaquin doesn't even read it.

So, if any of you reading this blog are telemarketers or editors of this fine publication - you can take me off the list.

No quiero!
Lori