Fun quizzes

Kinda stolen from Boomer . . .

What does your birth date mean?

Your Birthdate: May 7

You are an island. You don't need anyone else to make you happy. And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you. Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights. You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice! Your strength: Your self sufficiency Your weakness: You despise authority Your power color: Maroon Your power symbol: Hammer Your power month: July

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

What is your French name

Your French Name is:

Brie Masson

What's Your French Name?

Funny, I picked Sophie as my name during my 4 years of French classes.

How is your inner child?

Your Inner Child Is Scared

Like a kid, you tend to shy away from new experiences. You prefer what's tried and true - novelty is scary! New foods, new places, and new friends are difficult for you to deal with. Some say you're predictable, but you enjoy being comfortable.

How Is Your Inner Child?

What mixed drink are you?

You Are a Mai Tai

You aren't a big drinker, but you'll drink if the atmosphere is festive. And when you're drunk, watch out! You're easily carried away.

What Mixed Drink Are You?

"And when you're drunk, watch out! You're easily carried away". So true, so true . . . probably why I ended up handcuffed to Chris Leffler playing board games one night. ;)

I've got a very bad feeling about this . . .

My parents are in town today because my dad had a doctor's appointment this morning. He had bloodwork scheduled at 7:30, then his regular appt at 8:30 and they were going to head over here once they were done. I was thinking it was strange that it was almost 10 and I hadn't heard from them when my mom called. She said that my dad has to have more bloodwork done and that they have to learn how to give my dad insulin shots as a result of his original bloodwork. This can't be a good thing because its the first time in the 15 years that he has had diabetes that he has been dependant on shots instead of just diet/exercise/pills. Mom said that they may be at the hospital all day.

I have a bad feeling about this. If there is something really wrong I don't know that I can handle it. We had the whole cancer scare with him a few months back. I've learned to deal with his Parkingsons, but I can't take much more happening to him.

I hope I'm just over-reacting. I wish I could call and talk to my sister about this, but she would just freak out ~ she's not a good support system in times like these. I wish I had Matt.

In my thoughts . . .

Our good friend Jeff lost his mom very suddenly on Thursday. He and his sister are in my thoughts and prayers and I hope he knows how much his "O-town friends" care about him!

I call this one "The one where Jeff teaches us how to play "Friends Trivia".

What punctuation mark are you?

Question mark You scored 53% Sociability and 17% Sophistication!

You are the soul of the inquiring mind--you are the glory of the scientist and the bane of the pseudo-scientist. But, more than that, you, more than any other, can indicate changes in pitch in dialogue. What other punctuation mark can do that? Yes, you are one of the "common herd." So? The problem with that is . . . ? You get along well with others, because they all respect you. You have no natural enemies.

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 62% on Sociability You scored higher than 1% on Sophistication

Link: The Which Punctuation Mark Are You Test written by Gazda on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Its K/K family fun night!!!

Christy and Jeff are coming over for dinner and fun tonight and I'm so excited! It gives me a great excuse to cook . . . and make the apple crisp that I've been craving for who knows how long. Yum! I love hanging out with them and tonight Christy and I are going to dish about the baby shower that I get to throw for her which I'm SUPER excited about!!!!

And I'm excited to see Christy's tummy. I got my "second trimester baby belly" fix last night when Eric and Angie were over so tonight I get my "third trimester baby belly" fix! Too bad I don't know anyone (that I know of) that has a "first trimester baby belly". Although I did have a dream that Kristin was pregnant and she and Chris had gotten engaged but we're going to tell the fam until Thanksgiving and then I ran into her at the bookstore and she had a big 'ol rock on her hand. (but not as big as mine ~ mwhahahahahaha!)

I feel sick . . .

At 9:24 PM this evening we got a call from a solicitor. I was kind of snotty and told her that it was 9:30 at night asked if she was aware of that. She replied that it was 9:24 and she still had 5 minutes because they could call until 9:30. Is that true? I know some states have 8PM cutoffs, but I'm not sure about Nebraska. I thought it was 9. It should be no later than 9, IMO. Heck, I don't even call people after 9 unless its really important. I told her not to call back. Anyone who calls after Alyssa is asleep and risks waking her up is immediately on my poo list.

I went to the video store on Wednesday and picked up "Crash" (because I heart hottie Brendan!), "Fever Pitch", and the first disc of the first season of "Lost". Adam actually wanted to see all 3. I was so excited as we watched the first episode of "Lost" thinking that it would become a "couple" thing for us, much like our "24" addiction. I was super disappointed to come home from Jazzercise yesterday to find out that he had continued without me. Now its turned from "us" time into a "who can watch the episodes the fastest" competition. That makes me sad. (And I feel dumb telling him, so he'll find out by reading my blog)

And the thing I feel the most sick about is my pampered chef party next weekend. I invited a friend/ex-girlfriend of Adam's. They were living together when Adam and I met, but because I felt really uncomfortable, he basically dropped her out of his life after we got married. It was a really hard situation for me because I had really close friends that would point out to me how important Adam was to her, how much she cared about him, the fact that she was his first love and it made me feel really threatened. Not that I was really afraid of losing him, just that I felt like by her having these feelings she didn't respect my relationship with him. I feel really uncomfortable about Adam going out with a girl, any girl, for a meal, etc. I feel uncomfortable being one on one with a guy. Even my "muffin men" who are totally like brothers to me . . . I always feel a little bit weird when I'm around them now that I'm an old married woman. I know, it sounds crazy, but its just how I feel. I know it was selfish and immature of me and I wish I could take it all back. I wish that we could all be friends, but I know that that will probably never happen. So, I invited her to my pampered chef party. I told Adam in a joking manner that I was going to invite her to boost my numbers, but it was actually my way of trying to reach out to her. I thought it would be a neutral thing ~ who doesn't like a pampered chef party? ~ a way for me to make the first step. It was hard for me because I'm really embarrassed and ashamed of how I acted. I'm still not crazy about the idea of them being alone together, and I wish it would be the kind of situation where we could all hang out together, eat pizza, and play games or something, but I doubt it will ever come to that. Adam told me that she was really confused as to why she was invited and now I've been stressing over inviting her. I don't regret inviting her, but I don't want her to feel like I did it just because I wanted her to come and buy things. It was in a sense my "white flag". I thought it might be an easy way to start over, but then Adam pointed out that my "neutral" get together was going to be filled with MY friends and MY family and why would she feel comfortable in that situation. I didn't think about that. I just didn't know how else to work towards "fixing" things. I want to fix things. I regret making Adam feel like he had to choose me or her. I wish I could go back . . .

Let the obsessing begin

I listed some things on ebay this afternoon. (no, Adam, none of it is yours or anything you use or anything you will ever use!) Let's see if I can keep it down to checking ebay only 3 times a day to see if anyone has bidded on or is watching my stuff. Doubtful! I'm such a goon.

Alyssa update ~ she's on the mend! She was sporting a fever of between 100 and 103 all day yesterday, but this morning she was normal. I'm waiting for her to wake up from her nap (starting on hour 3 . . . ) so that I can check her again. I finally broke down and spend big money on an ear thermometer and I'm sooo glad I did. Not only is it fun to play with I don't have to physically restrain Alyssa to keep one under her arm for 5 minutes anymore. Okay, maybe it wasn't 5 minutes, but when you have a toddler that's trying to see what you're doing and doesn't want to keep her arm down, it feels like 5 minutes. And she's too old to have it taken the "UH OH" way ~ as witnessed by both Adam and I Sunday night. Poor thing was pretty much crawling around with a thermometer hanging out of her butt because I couldn't get her to lay still.

Sick baby

That's right, my baby is sick. Not too sick, just a cold (keep your fingers crossed that it doesn't explode into something more), but she's still a snotty, snarky, sad mess. I feel so bad ~ like its all my fault. First of all because she's not getting breast milk full time anymore. While I nursed her she had one cold - that's it. I know that its "good" for her to get some germs to boost her immune system, but I wish there was a way to do it without her having to feel all yucky. Second of all I feel bad because last week I started going to jazzercise classes and I left her in the germ-care, I mean child care room. (BTW, I hadn't really started blaming this on myself until Adam pointed it out today, so now I'm beating myself up over it and its really all his fault. :P)

Stream of conscious thought . . . yes, jazzercise. I know, it sounds totally uncool, but it kicks my ass and I love it, so deal with it! Plus its free since I'm volunteering an hour of my time each week; you can't beat that. Side note, my mom graduated from high school with the founder of jazzercise. Its so funny to look at her picture and think that she's actually 61 years old. She doesn't look 61. Then again, I don't think my mom looks 61. And Ms. Jazzercise doesn't really look that much better than my mom.

Another thing I'm feeling guilty about. I want to go to my class tomorrow morning, but I feel bad leaving Alyssa all sick in the care of "strangers" in the childcare room so I broke down and called Adam's mom to see if she would watch Alyssa for me. I feel like such a bad mom for wanting to work out while my child is sick. Plus she's teething so she's running a bit of a fever and her mouth hurts.

All this guilt is making it impossible for me to sleep. But I should sleep while I can because I have a feeling its going to be a long night. One of my closest friends from college is in town this weekend and wants to get together tomorrow. I wish I could blow her off, but I totally blew her off last time she was in the state and since I don't get to see her very often . . . she'll have to deal with sleep deprived/guilt-ridden me. Now that I think about it, I think Lindz has seen me that way a lot.

So back to my sweet baby girl. She's all snarky and snotty and I wish I could wave a magic wand and clear out her nose. The sucker thing isn't working very well because she has really runny snot, so I keep making her snort saline drops in hopes that it will make her sneeze out some snot. (Okay, you non-moms can stop being grossed out, I'm done talking about my daughter's nose functions) I wish we had a guest room. I would curl up with my sweet little peanut all cozied up in her flannel footie pjs and sleep with her tonight. If I didn't have to move tomorrow I would sit up all night with her in the rocking chair and let her sleeping with her soft little warm head nuzzled against my neck. God I love that kid.

Oh yeah, my other baby is starting to get sick, too. I haven't felt the best all day and when I got home this afternoon Adam said that he was starting to get the sniffles. Please let this pass quickly.

How Depressing

I was watching some old home movies this morning and after seeing a shot of myself hanging out on the couch I thought to myself "wow, I don't remember looking that pregnant/showing that much in April". Then a few minutes later it dawned on me that I wasn't pregnant in April of 2003 ~ that was just me au natural . . . d'oh!

And again, how depressing. I think I need to go meet Staci at Jazzercise now.