Fold My Laundry Please

But my iPod does not seem to be working.  I was just listening to it last night, but when I plugged it in to charge it up this morning…nothing.  No glowing charging screen, no little Apple symbol, just…nothing.  Part of me keeps saying that maybe I should give it a good hard whack against the wall, because, you know, that’s how you fix electronic gadgets that are malfunctioning.  Actually, that could explain how I’ve gone through three different computers and a laptop in nearly as many years!  But this iPod thing is really starting to bother me.  I had gotten some audio books and loaded them up so that I would have something to listen to while I was in the hospital bringing a tiny new citizen into the world.  Now what will I do?  I’ve got my crossword puzzles and search-a-words, but what if I want to listen to my tunes?  Or one of the many podcasts I’ve got loaded up?  What then?  Also, this is my U2 special edition iPod that came with every single U2 song ever recorded.  (I would’ve gotten the Harry Potter special edition, except I didn’t know they existed until it was too late!)  My iPod has the signatures of Bono, The Edge, Larry Mullen Jr., and Adam Clayton all etched into the back of it.  Plus, it’s a cool red and black color combination.  Also, I can’t afford to buy a new one until sometime in October!  And I needs me my iPod!  That iPod got me through all of Aurora’s late night feedings when she was a teensy little newborn and I was kind of counting on it for when Aubrey is born.  *sigh*  I never thought of myself as a gadget fiend until this very moment, but if my iPod is actually dead *sniff, sniff*, I may have to resort to drastic measures! 

Ethan:  Mommy, when do girls get boobies?

Me:  Um, about 12 years old.

Ethan:  That’s when you got yours?

Me:  Uh, yeah, around then.

Ethan:  Why don’t boys get boobies?

Me:  Well…

Ethan:  Wait, don’t tell me!  It’s because boys don’t want to feed babies, isn’t it!

Me:  You see…

Ethan:  Also, boys would sure look funny if they had them, too.

Me:  You definitely have a valid point there.

I pity his kindergarten teacher when he starts school next Tuesday!

You know what’s no fun?  Going to Target and only being able to buy things you need because payday isn’t until Friday and it would be really nice for your husband to be able to put gas in his car so that he can continue to go to work and earn said paycheck.  You know what is fun?  Looking through your coupons, realizing you have a $3 off coupon for your favorite, not inexpensive, brand of hair conditioner that expires in two days, and then noticing that Target has it on super sale for only $3.79!  An entire bottle of conditioner, the biggest size no less, normally almost $8 a bottle, for only 79 cents!  Cha-ching!

And related to absolutely nothing, did anyone else notice that I wrote in my last post about being up late last night because I had been folding laundry, and then I filed it under the "What I Do When I’m Not Folding Laundry" category?

I don’t know what’s the matter with me today, but something is up!  Or rather someone is up…ME!  And I should not be!  It’s only 1:30 am  right now, and, really, that’s not very late for me, but I went to bed at around 1 or 1:30 last night and woke up at, wait for it, 3:30 in the morning!  Even the birds weren’t up yet!  And the sun, it still had the bed covers pulled over its head!  When I woke up, I lay in bed for a while trying to fall back to sleep.  Then my brain kicked into overdrive and before I knew it I had flung myself into a full scale nesting panic!

Ugh.  I hate not being able to sleep.  Well, what do I have to do tomorrow?  I should do some laundry.  I’m all out of underwear so I’ll throw in the whites first thing when I get out of bed.  Okay.  Sleepy time.  Go to sleep.  Go to sleep.  Go. to. sleep!  OH FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT’S HOLY, WHY CAN’T I SLEEP?!?!  Okay, just relax.  Breathe deep.  Get comfy.  There we go.  I hope I don’t go into labor tomorrow.  Oh great, what if I do go into labor tomorrow?  Nope, not gonna happen.  I still have 3 weeks to go.  Not gonna happen.  But what if I do?  I don’t even have any clean underwear to go to the hospital in.  I wonder if I’d have time to wait for a load of laundry to wash and dry?  And I haven’t even gotten the baby’s car seat washed up yet.  Just great!  That’s it!  I’ve jinxed myself!  I don’t have the car seat cleaned, much less installed, the baby clothes are washed, but still sitting in a laundry basket waiting to be put away, the bassinet’s not ready, the blankets haven’t been washed, I haven’t even picked out a new blanket for the baby’s coming home from the hospital blanket yet, GREAT GOOGILY MOOGILY, I DON’T EVEN HAVE MY HOSPITAL BAG PACKED YET, I HAVEN’T WRITTEN OUT THE LIST OF PHONE NUMBERS OF PEOPLE TO CALL WHEN I GO TO THE HOSPITAL HOW WILL MY HUSBAND KNOW WHO TO CALL AND I STILL HAVE TO GET TO TARGET TO BUY THE LITTLE TRAVEL SIZE TOOTHPASTE AND STUFF FOR MY BAG AND I’M SO NOT READY FOR THIS I’M A TERRIBLE MOTHER AND WHY OH WHY CAN’T I SLEEP MY BODY MUST KNOW SOMETHING I DON’T EITHER THAT OR I’M BEING SMITED BY THE LORD FOR SOME TRANSGRESSION I CAN’T REMEMBER DOING NOW AND I JUST KNOW THAT I’M GOING TO END UP HEADING OFF TO THE HOSPITAL IN DIRTY UNDERWEAR OH THE HUMANITY!  GAAAAAAAH!!!

That’s when I decided I needed to get out of bed and find something to occupy my mind with.  Luckily, I hadn’t been able to get to Monday’s crossword puzzles in the newspaper that day.  I got up, made myself comfy on the couch, and concentrated on thinking of an eight letter word for "an underwater creature whose males give birth".  (The answer is "seahorse" for those who are interested.)  I figured a half hour or so of this would calm my brain down and I would be able to crawl back into bed and resume a peaceful slumber, but I figured wrong. 

I was up until about 8 am when I decided that, since the kids were still all asleep, I would try laying down for a bit.  I promptly crashed out only to be awakened by children bouncing on the bed asking for my World of Warcraft and Tabula Rasa passwords.  So I got back up and resumed my day.  Amazingly enough, I never got sleepy throughout the entire day.  Not even one teeny tiny urge to lay down for a nap.  I also had no urge to eat, either.  I think I had a piece of birthday cake for breakfast and then…a chicken patty for dinner.  Possibly I snacked on a handful of Cheez-Its.  But I don’t think so.

Evening came, I got the kids to bed, and then remembered that my bed was covered with clean laundry waiting to be folded.  If I was gonna get any sleep at all tonight, I had a job to do.  My husband, needing sleep for work tomorrow, crawled under the pile on the quilt and promptly fell asleep while I folded laundry with only the light from the closet to guide me.  Eventually it all got folded and put away, but I’m still not sleepy, hence, I am sitting at my computer, blogging.  I suppose I’ll try laying down again.  My ankles and feet are swollen to three times their normal size due to my lack of down laying.  I guess if I can’t sleep, I could always try reading by the light of the closet.  Although, my mother always said that reading without proper lighting would make me go blind, but I suppose I’ll just have to take that risk.

Saturday was Aurora and Gideon’s birthday.  I can’t believe my baby girl is two years old now and that my tiny little peanut of a boy is FOUR.  He has been very sure to make sure we understand that fact.  He is FOUR YEARS OLD!  And don’t you forget it!  We had a fun day chock full of birthday excitement.  Who knew it was so difficult to have a double birthday party and still make it feel like each child is having their own celebration!

I spent the morning baking up fresh zuchini bread for a special birthday breakfast.  Warm, thick slices of zuchini bread smothered in melting butter?  DEEE-licious!  Once we finally got everyone showered, dressed, and ready to go, we headed off to the mall for some birthday fun.

The kids had a blast playing on the Reactrix game there, though Gideon seemed more intent on figuring out the rules of the game and how the machine worked than actually playing with it!

We wandered around for a few hours, browsing in all the fun stores before hitting the Build-A-Bear Workshop!  At least an hour was spent selecting which animal we were going to stuff and then what clothes they would wear.  We had some great new friends come home with us!

When we got home, we decorated the house, ate some spaghetti, and watched a movie.  Then we donned our party hats…

Some with a bit more creativity than others!

Even our new friends joined in!

Then came the cake!

Two cakes, actually!  Why, yes, I did spend a large portion of my day baking.  Why do you ask?

And presents!

Lots of presents!

After we opened all of the presents, we stayed up way too late playing with all of our new toys aidst the wreckage left from unwrapping.

A mess of wrapping paper and packaging won’t stop our fun!

After all was said and done, the day was great!  We were exhausted at the end of it and by the time we got everyone bathed (we had to wash the chocolate icing out of our hair for church the next morning), jammies on, and teeth brushed, there were tears, tantrums, and finally, fast asleep little ones.  Which quickly led to fast asleep parents, too!  I just can’t believe how big they’ve gotten since last year!

*sniff* My babies are getting so big so very, very quickly!

Happy Birthday, Aurora and Gideon!  Mommy and Daddy love you more than we could every possibly say and we love you even more each and every day!

You will all be please to know that I was finally able to buy popsicles at the store today.  You can all stop worrying about me dying now.  If you need me, I will be sitting comfy, watching movies, and enjoying several tasty frozen snacks!

Today was a good day in the Davenport house.  This morning started out with a rousing game of "Train Ride".  The kids ran back and forth around the house, riding on an invisible train to such exotic locations as "California", "the United States", and "Mrs. Ippi".  Even breakfast went smoothly.  Everyone ate everything in front of them, cleared their places (without being asked), and went back to the train station to catch the 10 am train to "Huhwhynee".

I was even able to have an event-free shower, mostly because I popped Aurora into the tub with me.  Every once in a while, she wakes up with her hair full of sticky stuff.  I have no idea what it is or where it comes from.  Her pillow is always fine…so…huh.  *shrugs* 

After us ladies combed our hair and made ourselves beeeeaUtiful, I saw the pile of coupons from this summer’s reading program at the library.  When the kids had filled up their reading charts, they each got a coupon packet for a bunch of free stuff around town and a free book.  I flipped through the coupons and saw a fun filled day that wouldn’t cost me an arm and a leg.  In fact, it might even be, dare I say it, FREE!

So off we went!  First we went through the drive-thru at McDonald’s for three free small fries.  Then we hit Wendy’s for three free Junior Frosty’s.  (I also bought some chicken nuggets and a soda to share for the kids and I, so I actually spent about $4.)  I drove us to the park where we found a bench in the shade and had a rather enjoyable lunch.  Once food was eaten, I let the kids go wild at the playground for about an hour while some creepy old hag adorable elderly woman kept asking me questions that started out innocent, but rapidly progressed to WAY TOO PERSONAL, LADY, SO BACK OFF!  "When are you due?  Is it a boy or a girl?  Are those three your children, too?  They sure are cute.  Where do you live?  What hospital will you be delivering at?  Who’s your OB?  Will you be taking your kids to the hospital with you when you have the baby or will you leave them at home with someone?  Do you normally deliver early or late?  Will you have someone at home to help you once the baby is born?"  Needless to say, I lied through my teeth after the third question.  With a smile on my face, even.

Once I was sufficiently cooked through from the heat and had tired of lying to old people, we piled back into the car and headed off to claim more free stuff.  We went to our local grocery store and presented our coupons for three free mini flashlights.  They even provided the batteries for them!  Next we went to Papa Murphy’s to claim our three free mini pizzas.  Then on to Jamba Juice to get my free smoothie (that one was mine and I refused to share it, because I can be selfish and petty as well as intelligent and pretty).  And finally, we went to a nearby donut shop for three free donuts.

After all that, we headed back home with our loot.  The kids ran around with their new flashlights, shining them into each other’s faces and shouting, "FREEZE, MISTER!"  When they weren’t locking themselves in the dark bathroom and doing light shows on the mirror, that is.  And I sat down and contemplated taking a little nap, but it didn’t happen.  Oh well, at least I have mini pizzas to cook up for dinner for the kids and donuts for their desert.  I’ll just pop a frozen pizza in the oven for us bigger folks and dinner is done!  So basically, breakfast was stress-free, my shower was event-free, lunch was nearly free, our afternoon was full of stuff that was free, and dinner was thought free!  I love free things!  And we didn’t even use up all of our coupons yet!

I took a nap this afternoon.  While I slept, I dreamt a whole lot about eating hot dogs and popsicles.  I woke up HUNGRY!  The hot dogs we’ve got.  I always stock up at Costco because you would be surprised how many hot dogs our family goes through in a month’s time.  So I popped a bunch in a pot and they’re boiling up right now.  But, BUT, I have no popsicles!  You know how it is when you dream about a particular food.  You wake up wanting it.  Wanting it badly.  Wanting it so badly that it feels like if you don’t get it, you may have to curl up in a little ball and cry in the dark corner of a room somewhere.  But I have no popsicles!  I may die, I need them that badly!  So if you don’t hear from me for a while, you should assume the worst, because I HAVE. NO. POPSICLES! 

Did I mention that we’re out of popsicles?  Because we are.  Oh, and Oreos.  We’re out of those, too.

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Just a short note from the Husband guy.

I was thinking about writing a personal, and the idea came to me about what kind of a personal I’d write in order to find my wife… here goes.

Seeking: A Women who isn’t afraid of adventure, has a good sense of humor, is willing to put everyone else first, has a kind heart a brilliant mind, and looks for the good in everything.

Must be easy going, enjoy movies, like video games, understand Dork, be drama free, drug and alcohol free, and love children.

Please don’t have pets, life is complex enough, know how to manage a budget, understand that I’m an on the go kind of guy and won’t stop till we get to the top.  Enjoy the finer things, never settle, but smile at the silly inexpensive gifts and be fine with that for now, the diamonds will come later. 

Please be foxy, I’m not so shallow as to need a victoria secret model, but taking care of yourself is a must.

Please don’t have: Parents reptiles, they’re icky, lots of baggage, or a desire to settle.

…

Wife, you’re amazing

Husband.

(She’ll probably delete this if you don’t comment on it, she hates me)

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