Friday, March 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Now that I'm getting bigger, the belly shots are going to become censored...no one needs to see my bare skin fighting for elasticity....and losing the battle of the stretch marks.
I celebrated reaching 16 weeks of being pregnant this week! For many, reaching 16 weeks is nothing to blog about, but for me, having lost a baby last year, I celebrate every freaking day....every ache, pain, anxiety attack overcome..notice, I didn't say every anxiety ATTACK...just the overcoming of them. I still feel so very lucky to have the opportunity to carry my own child, and although the fear of something going terribly wrong still creeps into my thoughts from time to time, I must say I am really enjoying my growing belly.
We hadn't told NZ's extended family..so when we reached Yosemite, many of his cousins, aunts & uncles learned of our good news..and of course were thrilled to have a new Zentil on the way!
I have to thank NZ for being a very patient, understanding and loyal husband throughout my 8 p.m. bedtimes and lack of laundry folding. He's more than held up his end of the bargain as a husband, and I love him more than words express.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
March 17, 2006... Covered in my first orangetastic coat of jantana, I worked a half day, and then proceeded to get in my car and drive what was to be a 3 hour drive to San Diego for a figure show the following day. I had my food portions packed up for the 2 meals I would be needing while driving...and a scheduled airbrush with Jantana at the host hotel in San Diego at 5:30...I thought to myself, Noooooo problem...
6 hours, and tear stained arms ( that jantana stuff runs when it gets wet!) later, I arrived a mess, in San Diego..in the dark, starving for a meal whose contents would be determined by my trainer when he saw me...Which, if the World was perfect and traffic didn't exist, should have been 3 hours earlier!
I checked in with Kimbo ( best trainer ever!) and he was able to schedule me in for a quick (although late!) bathtub style airbrush with the Jantana girl...After another coat of Jantana, he took a look at my physique and gave me a golden opportunity for supper..
" GO OUT AND ORDER A FILET MIGNON STEAK, A LARGE BAKED POTATO, AND A SLICE OF CARROT CAKE."
WTF?! Really? At this point I thought my mind was playing tricks...Since when does a figure girl, one day out from stage, eat a fricken filet and potato? And....carrot cake?!
Once the excitement wore off, I realized I was in San Diego, all by my lonesome...and had no idea where to secure such a meal. Might I add... in a restaurant, while covered in Jantana....by myself.
You see..I don't eat in restaurants by myself. I have never....I repeat NEVER, sat down at a table for one and certainly wasn't about to in an unfamilar town.
So, starving and once again in tears, I got in my car, on the search for a take out place which would serve to my specifications... Yeah right, good luck, figure girl...Finding a take out restaurant that serves a filet with no seasonings? HAHA! I think that's illegal!
And there it was...right in front of my eyes...The magic RED lights...were like Heaven above..
That's it! I will buy a potato and steak and carrot cake slice from VONS!
I sat in my car contemplating the purchase, and the options for how I would go about cooking this feast..from my hotel room...I even thought about eating it raw like the Frenchies do, but decided against the possibility of contracting E.Coli just because I was too afraid to go to Outback by myself.
And there it was again..to the left of VONS..Another ray of light...
I walked in Rite Aid, trying to find their small appliances..maybe they would have a single burner and I could buy a pot and somehow boil the meat and potato? Sounded gross, but at 10 p.m. the night before a show, and 4 hours past meal time, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do...
And there it was again....
GEORGE FOREMAN GRILL $14.00
Me and my Forman walked out of RITE-AID and over to VONS....where I proceeded to select a filet, a potato and a HUGE slice of overly frosted Carrot cake (Hey, in my defense, Kimbo never said what size of cake).
I couldn't help but notice that I was the ONLY person buying food at the checkout counter....Everyone else, all decked out in Green, looked as if they were gearing up for a BIG night out for St. Patty's day...And the only thing in their baskets was BEER.
I can't help but think, a few fellow customers may have thought they saw a real life leprechaun that night...Me and my oompa loompa colored self walked right out and proceeded to cook a gourmet meal with just my Foreman, Filet and Hotel room. No utensils, just hands....
While at Joel McHale's show on Saturday night, we people watched, and NZ spied the ultimate geek squad watch...Although he tried to take a Blackberry photo of it, he couldn't quite get it..Soo, here ya go NZ! I know what's on your Christmas list next year!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Anyhow, his show last night left us desiring a bit more.
Doors opened at 7:00 for a 7:30 show. They then let us into the building, but not into the auditorium....until 7:20. Everyone hustled to get seated, and then waited until 10 after 8:00 for the show to actually begin. I learned within this 30 minute wait, that the jeans I was wearing were.....not so comfortable..... BAH. I spent half the night with a hand in my pants, pulling the elastic waist from my belly to give myself room.
Joel started off slow, got a bit better, and 3/4 of the way into his comedy routine, I was thinking to myself, his opening act was WAY funnier. He had Chris Porter open the show, and I was almost peeing my pants with laughter from the time he opened his mouth to the time he introduced Joel.
I suppose we didn't know what to expect going into it..Would he use material from his show " The Soup" or would it be original material?? He did a bit of both, his funniest piece was about his father, and a close second was a segment about the demographic of Orange County.
Would I see Joel's comedy routine again?
But I will continue to watch his skinny tie wearing self on E! every week, because they guy does have talent and good one liners about pop culture, he's just not as funny doing stand up comedy on stage.
Now, he'd get me to buy a ticket to his show if he ever comes around this neck of the woods again. The guy is fricken' hilarious. Much better than I expected!
One more thing...Who brings their 12 year old kids to a stand up comic show?! It's not like you can change the channel if the topic goes raunchy...I was appalled to see a handful of teeny boppers there with their parents..The show was definitely not rated G, or PG for that matter...C'mon parents...lay down some ground rules.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Granted, I'm starting back slowly at this whole exercise thing, but 10 minutes on my treadmill at a snail's pace, made me feel like a million bucks, had I gone another 10, I'd feel like a zillion bucks..but I gotta save something for tomorrow.
My goal is to get back to 20-30 min walks at a faster pace about 3-4 times a week. Nothing too outrageous, just enough to be able to say, "Yeah, I exercised during pregnancy."
Anyhow, my trusty old sneaks, it's great to be back with you again...See you tomorrow, same place, same time.
Gotta love him (=
On another note, I finally gave in and purchased real maternity clothes from Motherhood maternity..Mama's got some new threads, and they feel soooooo much better than the bread baking I was doing in my pre pregnancy clothes...Thank goodness for the secret belly slacks! I felt fantastic at work today and a lot less frumpy. I'm still putting off the switch from heels to flats..I've worn heels to work every single day for the last 3 1/2 years....Not sure if I am ready to grow laterally and shrink vertically...One thing at a time, right?
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Sad, yes, but true.
I think that my driving force through the work week is looking forward to Thursday nights, when not just ONE great show, but TWO are on... NZ and I have a standing 8 o'clock date with the contestants of Survivor, followed up with a visit to the folks at Dunder Mifflin...God, I love Thursdays.
I did watch DWTS last night for like, uhm, the second time in my life...I've treated this show with much resistance, but with a Olympic gymnast like Shawn Johnson dancing, you bet'yer socks that I will be watching...and what was even wilder... was that I actually liked it! So, my Monday nights are now reserved for DWTS..for this season, at least.
Tonight is Tuesday...TV lineup during fall consists of "Rehab: Party at the Hardrock" but now that it's off the air ( hopefully only temporary) I'm into "Toddlers and Tiaras" aka. televised crazy ass parents raising daughters to base everything solely on beauty... Can't wait to see the 10 year follow up they do on these girls to show what they're up to at age 15. I'm kidding, only kidding..
Wednesday has ALWAYS been my Real World night. Ask any old roomates, past boyfriends... even ask my mom....I DON'T MISS a season. Never have, and probably never will...thanks to DVR, I will always be able to tape it and watch my guilty pleasure when time is free. I'm now like 9 years older than the current cast members and I still find it wildly entertaining. What is wrong with me? LOL
We already know what I do on Thursday nights...
But Friday is where the REAl issue lies...I can't look forward to Friday in the same way I look forward to the other nights because NOTHING is on. Someone has to fix this for me...I don't like it one bit. One good show, that is all I ask!
Saturday nights is usually pretty random..I wouldn't want to be tied down to the TV in case my husband and I actually decided to get out of the house for say, ummmm, a date or something. So, I have been reluctant to hone in on a Saturday night show so that I am at least a little bit normal LOL.
Anyways, there is my week in a nutshell, measured by TV shows rather than days...
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I arrived home from work on Thursday to a package at my door.
And upon opening it, I realized...
It's really happening...to us....
We're ACTUALLY having a baby!
Thank you to my dad's cousin Ross & wife Susie for the wonderful pregnancy journal & rattle! A few more weeks and we'll know whether it's team BLUE or PINK!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Anyways, my pop is usually a man of not so many words, so it's thrilled me to hear him respond with the excitement to each new update .
1st email: I sent a photo of my ultrasound
Pop's response: Nice! Kinda looks like his grandpa huh!!! Love Poppy
Me: Strapping good looks just like his grandpa ramjet. We'll have to name him Jet Jr. if he comes out lookin like you..but I am covinced it's a girl. We will hopefully find out the sex on March 31st at my 17week appointment
Pop: Could be a real bummer if SHE looks like her grandpa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me:i dont care what it is, i just want a healthy one (=
Pop:I agree for sure
It tickles me to know that my pop is excited to have a grandchild. This baby will be the first grandchild for both my mom and my dad, although my dad's girlfriend does have a grandbaby already...This one could conceivably have the telltale Vendrame genes of gorgeous blue eyes ( which I didn't get...not that I am bitter or anything ). Or it could get the Zentil ears, nose, eyes....Or maybe it will look like a Nalley? Who knows? It's just got me wondering, what on earth will our child look like? Will we have a diminutive boy, and a brute for a daughter? Will they be athletic? Will they get their dad's brains or my creativity?
So, there you go, the thoughts from a pregnant mom who just gorged herself on french toast. A full belly is a happy belly (=
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
However, what's not so cool is our cat.
Yes, another Beaver blog.
For some reason, he's been on this "tearing-ass-around-the-house-at-five a.m." kick, and it's loud and annoying...He will race up and down the hallways, into our room, scratch against our armoire, then turn around and race back down the hall, bouncing off the walls like he is a bat out of hell. What is up with him?!
I've checked....No other animals involved. No mice, rats, birds, raccoons, or other kitties..It's him, all by his lonesome, managing to keep me from falling back to sleep.
I love you Beav, but you gotta put these sprint trials to rest till at least 6 a.m. Mama needs her rest!