Sunny Sunday!

It's a beautiful day for a picnic! Praise the Lord for answering prayers and giving us this sunshine and higher temps.

I cannot wait to get to know some neighbors and eat some grilled food.



Buckley's excited too. :)

Sometimes I think write in a certain way hoping for comments. Is that wrong? I just cannot tell you how much I love getting an email saying "anonymous says..." at which point I race over to blogger.com and immediately read the comment in anticipation. Seriously this is what it does to me! I stress this only to encourage you, not to freak you out. And if you comment almost every post and feel a bit like a stalker, do not let this stop you (Liz. Mom.). Every one makes my day.\

The nestling set in again tonight. While my banana bread (yep, thats right - ultimate nesting symptom numero uno is to make banana bread I've been told) was baking I decided that my pots and pan drawer location junk pile needed to be organized. My ultimate goal was to get this sweet old mixer Mike has to fit somewhere upstairs so we can use it on a regular basis instead of the occasional is-it-worth-going-downstairs-just-to-make-this-recipe-and-get-the-mixer. So the end result? I got it to fit!... but not in that cabinet. Too Tall. Instead, I had to rearrange two more cabinets... Not a bad thing - just not planned. I think there were sweat beadlets on my forehead. Oh, is that too visual? Don't worry, I daintily wiped it away with a handkerchief after.

A post to push down posts

I like to read other people's blogs. To get to these blogs conveniently and only when there is something new to read, I have them listed on the left hand side under "blogs I follow", which means I am frequently visiting my own blog page and getting a good eye full of what you all see every time you check in.

Since my last post, the 33 1/2 week update, I have gotten ridiculously sick of looking at my perfectly posed self. I don't know how you people do it! Swollen face, awkward pants that don’t fit well with the sneakers (huge pet peave. I don't mind comfy tennies, but not at the expense of looking slightly  normal! I feel as though these jeans are an epic fail. Skinny maternity jeans, you win hands down), cheesy smile (I find with a swollen face, there is no such thing as noncheesy smile...they all look weird) <insert 20 more things I don’t like about myself>

And now to top it off, my lovely blog isn’t saving. So all of this may or may not be for nothing.


What else, what else. Things I'm looking forward to:

• Running, running, and more running! I miss it. Please let me be able to figure out a way to get back into without failing miserably right away
• Real spring/summery weather. Enough of this post-winter garbage! It is cold, sporadic, windy always and I am ready for some serious window opening and walk taking
• Having my first experience with labor be over
• The showers that my friends and family are throwing!
• Normal sized feet
• Last but not least... a baby girl that will be all ours, that was created by us (well, really God), and entrusted to us to raise and develop and protect... no small task!

Tonight is dinner with the in-laws... Tuesday night tradition that has consisted of Mike's mom cooking, serving, and cleaning up while I either sit down (Tuesdays I stand... a lot) or sleep on their "not made for sleeping on" couch, exhausted from standing, eating, and generally just living. Maybe someday I'll be that lovely daughter-in-law that is helpful and productive and a joy to be around... give me 6 weeks or so! Most of the time, while I'm sleeping, the rest of the family is playing a game and being all "family-like"... I guess thats what I get (being discluded) since I can't keep my eyes open even a little bit as soon as the meal is finished.

And tomorrow - Tutti Frutti with my dear friend Katie after only a half day of work!! Oh the joys of half days! I'm sure I'll be less than productive, it's kind of my thing these days, but I'll enjoy it in a "full of guilt my husband works so hard and I hardly do anything" sort of way. Its not the truth, I just sometimes feel that way. Darn him for being so workaholic-like. I know I carry this trait too...where is it these days??

33 1/2 weeks ft. Lara



Auntie's getting excited... :)




She's really in there??



And just because we'e featuring her, here are a couple of pictures of her playing with her nephew, Mr. Buckley Michael Deyle (his true full name).
-these pictures were taken a couple of months ago, and are just now making their debut

That was fun... but now I'm exhausted