happy halloweening

from our little monster (dragon?) to you

question of the day #16

isn't this the cutest sick face you've ever seen?

finn and i went to wa

and all we got was sick.
more on this later. fussy, snotty baby calling.

i am the smartest girl alive!

i've been wanting to change the font on this here blog for a long time, but i couldn't figure out how. well, unless i wanted to use one of the generic fonts blogger so kindly supplies, which i didn't. and then i saw on a blog design website that i could copy and paste a new font into my blog layout for free. however, the fonts this website provided were not what i was looking for either. as i looked at the hieroglyphics that are html code, i realized how i could change their html code into the html code of the font i wanted. genius! so, i present to you my new font: skia. love it!

i went to the bathroom and came out to find this...

christmas came early

we found the most-coveted toy around (a fisher-price jumperoo) for $45; that's less than half what they usually cost. it has proven itself in the few short days we've had it. finn loves it. he gets to kick his little chubby legs to his heart's content, and the more he kicks, the more the lights flash and the music plays. he thinks it is the coolest thing in the world. next to bathtime, of course. he squeals with delight every time he sees me or mor watching him. basking in the spotlight already. to indulge him even further, here are some pics of finners enjoying the jumperoo.

bright-eyed and bushy-tailed

guess what i was doing at 5:30a this morning. give up? pretending to be asleep, hoping that my baby would follow suit. did he? you ask. no, of course he didn't. so what did we do? you ask. well, we certainly didn't put him in his papasan in the bathroom with a loop of white noise playing on the computer and close the door. no, siree, we didn't. okay, maybe we did. but guess what. he fell right to sleep until 7:30a, waking me up just in time to see the bullet express infomercial. that kid of mine, how did he know i would rather watch early-morning infomercials than get extra sleep?

agh! my eye!

i inherited many wonderful things from my mother, one of which is her (flawless) complexion. to go along with this smooth skin came skintags. i know, it's gross. and sometimes painful. i could deal with them when they showed up on my neck (a favorite dwelling for these little nuisances), but then i got one on my eyelid. at first, it didn't bother me. i mean, i don't remember NOT having it; it's always just kind of been there. i never thought of having it removed until a dr from my old office proposed i let him do just that, remove it. i was 8mo pregnant at the time, so there were more pressing matters on my mind (and bladder). then, i had finn and quit working and lost my insurance. i was going to be okay with it. i didn't really have another option than to be okay with it. until...mor asked me if it was getting bigger. and it was. bigger and uncomfortable. i crossed my fingers in hopes that i'd made a good enough impression and called this miracle-working dr to beg him to remove it today. he obliged and didn't even make me pay him in treats or diet coke. a set of tweezers, a verrry sharp scalpel, several gauze pads and a few drops of silver nitrate, and i was good as new. or will be soon.

oh yeah, i also got my flu and tb shots, gratis. thank you, ihc. so glad i decided to stay on your payroll. now let's hope i'm still on their good side when christmas bonus time rolls around.

oh a.kremer

please tell me someone saw her outfit tonight on snf. i think it was in tribute to mj, all that blue leather and zippers galore. all she needed was a single studded glove.

flee lice!

i just "donated" 3000 grains of rice while enhancing my vocabulary. what did YOU do today?

freerice.com

facebook friday

i did it. i joined facebook. hipocrisy, i can hear you say. i know, i know. but, trust me; i'm not in it to stalk anyone. (i can do that on here, der.) i don't know exactly why i gave in. i just know this: i will not be one of those people who has to update their status every 30sec (isn't that what twitter is for?) or adds people simply because they are a friend of a friend of a friend or spends hours browsing through newly-updated friends' profiles and photo albums. i vow, here and now, that i will only check in on the fb on friday mornings. now, if you'll excuse me, i have to go ignore several friend requests.