recipes and blog addy

Ok, so a few posts ago I told you all about my goal to try some new recipes. Well, I have made several and so far, success!

I have blogged about a few of them already. Where, you ask?? Well on my other blog.

Thats right, I have 2 blogs. No one knows about the other one. I have had it for almost a year now and have been posting on it, but haven't told anyone about it. Weird, I know.

But I figured now would be a good time to let you know all about it.

The address is http://www.anythingchristy.blogspot.com/ please feel free to check it out and add it to your list of Favs. There are posts that go back a year, so please look at all of them when you have time. There are fav recipes, new recipes, crafts I have made, etc.

I will obviously continue with both blogs as I have been for the past year. They are totally different, which is why I have kept them seperate.

I hope you enjoy it.

Playdium

I don't know if anyone remembers that place at West Edmonton Mall that was was called Playdium. There were all kinds of games to play. Any kind of video game you wanted. And all kinds of other games too. For some reason I went there alot. I think because it was a good place to go on a date with someone. Plus they had this 18-wheeler driving game that I loved.
But what I didn't realize is that going to Playdium also helped me weed out who to marry and who NOT to marry.


Brett and I were cleaning out some boxes and I came across a stack of pictures and found these. I had totally forgotten about them.


What it is is, two people go into a booth and get their picture taken and it tells you what your child will look like. Thank goodness I did this.




Sorry Blaise, she just wasn't cute enough. Chin is weird.




Nope, sorry Shayne, her forehead is way too big. Not a good feature.





Whoa, should have looked at this picture sooner, could have saved me a few years. Is that a red scrunchy in her hair?

And if I ever needed another reason that two women should not (and thankfully cannot) procreate, let this poor little girl be that reason. Scary!

Even though Brett and I went on our first date to Playdium, we for some reason didn't get this done. May have been to soon to suggest it on the first date.

But look at that little face. I would say I chose right!

Cradle

Ok, here is the post I talked about previously.

I really did feel that this cradle deserved its own post, rather than being lumped into with other random things.

Brett told me one day a few months back that he was bored and needed a project. So he started looking online and found a pattern to make a baby cradle.

He built it from scratch. Cut the wood, used lots of saws, and routers, and sanders (and other things I know nothing about) and then put it together, and stained it.

I love it. It turned out fantastic, just like I knew it would.

Let me also give credit to my mom, who made the mattress for it and the sheets.





Brett now says that he wants to make the baby a crib. I haven't decided if I want him to do this. 2 reasons.
1.I am a paranoid person and I would worry that it would be the 'crib of death' and something would happen to the baby (not that I think Brett would make a piece of crap, but I worry about everything)
2. It would mean that for the next several months he would be in the garage all the time and not helping me with Grace or the baby (is that selfish of me)

recently

Not much happening around here lately. Thats ok. I am enjoying just hanging out at home and waddling around.

I did go over to the 'mall' (I use that term loosely) earlier this week and was just wandering around in some stores. I went into Bootlegger, just for something to do. The highschool aged employee greeted me by saying, "oh look at your big belly". I continued to wander around aimlessly through the store and she walked past me and said "I just can't believe how big you are!" "That must be so uncomfortable." Yup, just what I wanted to hear. I guess I look like I am ready to deliever anyday now. Someone at church today even asked if I was overdue. Seriously, am I the biggest pregnant person ever, or so people just always make these comments?


This week I am starting out my new goal to make new recipes. I was just getting bored of the usuals that I am making, so I figured I would pull out a few of my millions of cookbooks and find some new ideas. To bad I had to come up with this idea 5 weeks before I have a new baby, because I am sure that it will be a few weeks till I am wanting to spend time on cooking after baby comes. I did ask Brett last week what kind of meals he wanted me to make now and freeze to eat after baby comes. He told me none, we didn't need to freeze any (and he said it like I was crazy for thinking we did). I then asked if he would be coming home everyday and making dinner. Haha. So maybe I will find some new recipe that will be perfect to freeze.


Still haven't picked out a name if the baby is a boy. Brett doesn't seem concerned about it because 'it isn't even February yet'. So I guess we still have time. But most everything else is ready for baby. I have one outfit for either sex to leave the hospital in. And I washed all my gender neutral items (like onesies) that I had from Grace. Last week I sewed 5 baby blankets and 13 burp cloths. Not all for me. I will keep a few and then the rest will be for gifts. I am trying to get any unfinished project dones. And the cradle is ready (I will give that its own post). We just have to move it into our room. Now I just have to have the baby.


Here are a few pictures from the past week or so.


Our basement looks ghetto, but Grace had to play with daddy down there. Actually I am pretty sure that this is the first time in years anyone has played with the fuseball table. I just thought it was way to cute. She was actually turning the handles trying to play.


Grace got sick last Saturday afternoon. We knew she was really sick when Brett found her slumped over asleep on the couch at 5pm. Poor little girl. She just looked so little all alone on the couch. I love that Harley had been there and left the tail of his toy for her. She had a fever from Saturday till tuesday. I felt so bad for her, but she is so cuddly when sick.



This was taken almost 2 weeks ago, but so funny. I was posing for the picture and she had to come over and pose like mommy. She just loves to do what we are doing.

Resolution Run

Every year my family does the New Years Resolution run at the YMCA on New Years day. Everyone does it, even if they walk it. Just because I was pregnant this year I sure didn't want to be left out. And despite what my body may look like I still have been working out just the same as before and even still running (mind you, it is slower). And its just a 5km race. I signed up anyways!

And I am glad that I did. I was able to run for about half of it, then I had to go pee and all that just make my utey (or uterus as most people call it) contract and that does not make for comfortable running. So I sped walked the rest of it. -20 with snow is never optimal racing conditions, then throw in that I was 32 weeks pregnant and I figure I did ok.

Lets keep in mind that while I was 'running', Brett was right beside me, speed walking. But he did say the next day that he was sore cause he has never walked that fast. That made me feel alittle better.

This year was kinda a bizzaro run. Some of the runners in the family didn't do it or like myself half did it (but thanks to them for watching Grace while I did it) and the non runners actually ran it. Michael has brought his shoes out of a 5 year retirement and Melissa has been running since the summer. Good for them!!

Lets also not forget the pancake breakfast afterwards. You really can't go wrong with pancakes.




Michael, Melissa, My Dad, and Jason. They all finished before Brett and I.


Notice that I am running and Brett is walking. Don't let the two people beside us fool you, it is not that fast. Although, in every race I always pick one person that is by me the whole time that I have to beat in the end. Brett and I chose this couple with matching green stretch pants. We passed them on the final stretch! YES!!!



Yeah, my bib number was #1. When in my life has that ever happened or will it ever happen again. Pretty sweet. To bad it was for this race. I joked that they gave me number 1 because on my race entry form in the medical info section I wrote that on race day I would be 32 weeks pregnant. They probably wanted to keep an eye on me.

Seriously, how come Brett looks totally normal and I look like I was physically abused at the finish line.

They don't make us eat pancakes outside, everyone crowds into the gym and chows down. Also can I point out that I think we have been doing this race for about 9 years now and NEVER have we won a draw prize. Not one of us.

The whole gang.

One final shot of me. You can see how my running clothes are straining to keep the belly in. I guess they don't make maternity running gear.

New Years Eve

I know what question has been weighing on your minds since the start of the New year; "What did Christy do for New Years Eve?"

Well, better than me telling you, let me show you!

Yeah, thats right. Awesome, I know. I stayed up past midnight on New Years making this sweet Halloween vest.

You might be asking "why?". Well, why not.

As I was helping Melissa 'edit' some things of hers, we found this material and pattern for this vest. Instead of putting it in the pile for Goodwill, I saw some potential in it and decided that it needed to be made.

After I got mad at Brett for waking me up off the couch at 9:00pm New years eve, I thought that it would be the perfect time to make the vest. So I set out of my new years vest adventure. It kept me awake long enough to ring in the new year (Usually I am asleep by 11:00).

I am now ready to get a job at Fabricland, because don't they all have vests like this...

Juice???

I don't know if people will think this story is funny or really gross.

So here in Cranny when I go to the Dr. I bring in a urine sample. Each time they give me a new cup and tell me to fill it the morning of my next appointment. This is totally different than what I did is Sasky. I never had to do urine tests. But whatever. So like a good patient, I fill it, put it in a plastic bag (last thing I want is it spilling in my purse) and bring it in.

I had an appointment this morning and so I filled the cup and left it on the bathroom counter. (it is sealed and the clean). Grace and I were later in that bathroom getting ready to go and she saw the cup and pulled it off the counter and said 'juice'. I quickly took it from her and told her she couldn't have it and that it wasn't juice. She freaked out and was crying for juice. I explained to her that it wasn't juice, but that it was mommy's pee (don't most of you have to explain your cups of pee around the house??). I had to get her some apple juice to calm her down. I laughed and laughed. Then laughed more when we were on our way out the door and I asked her what was in my little cup and she answered "pee".