Shower and Registry for Baby #2?

Judge if you will, I'm registering for baby #2.  Yes, the baby that is a boy.  Just like my first child.

Nowadays it's more than OK for people to have a shower for baby #2 or #3 or whatever number you happen to be on.  However, most people don't register.  Especially if they're having a baby of the same sex, the argument being they already have everything so what would they put on it.  That is precisely why I am registering.  We do have a lot of stuff for a little boy already but there are a few things that we could still use or want.  And I know I'm being thrown a baby shower.  And, while presents are in no way required, I know people will want to get something .  And they will ask me what I want.  With the registry, they can see the specific items that I would like and get an idea of our style.

I'm not trying to be greedy.  I'm not asking for presents.  I'm just putting out suggestions for people who want to get us something but have no idea what to get.

This post wouldn't be complete without a picture.  It's not related in anyway except for it's my already born son that I mention often.

It's blurry but I like it anyway.

Mornings Spent Outside.

So I don't usually go outside in the morning.  I'm not sure why since I rarely sleep past 8am, not by MY choice mind you.  I'd sleep til tomorrow if I was allowed.  Anyway, H Bot and I went outside around 1030 which I know isn't "early" but it was earlier than our usual ventures out of doors. 

 He tried playing catch with George.  I wanted to get a picture of them together but George ran every time H got close.

Here is George hiding from H.

Apparently I should take H outside earlier more often.  Guess it wore the little guy out.  I sat on the couch to load some pictures onto my lap top.  He sat next to me and fell asleep. 

Going outside in the morning is refreshing but it also makes me sad.  On mornings when the light is right, there is a certain coolness in the air and it smells just so.  I get nostalgic thinking about different occasions I've gotten up early and it's been this awesome combination.  Like going to the fair or going on vacation.  Or even being on vacation.  And camping.

This post was going to be longer but for some reason all my pictures are taking FOREVER to load and I don't feel like waiting.  One more picture and then I'm off to look for pot roast recipes.  <3 Google!

Dreams

I'm sure I've said something along these lines many, many times.  Have you ever had a dream you want so badly to be real???  It makes me even more depressed when I wake up than I already am.

Blooooooooooog.

I think of good blog posts as I'm drifting off to sleep.

Too bad I never remember them the next day.

The View

Has anyone ever actually watched "The View"?  I tried.  I really did.  I couldn't understand ANYTHING.  All these ladies talk at the same time, trying to be louder than the others.  It's insane.

Break? Not likely.

I really want to go out to dinner sans the Monster and eat chicken alfredo and drink some Coca-Cola.

It doesn't have to be a date with Hubs either.  To bad I don't really have the money to do that.  I can, however, make chicken alfredo.  Just as soon as I go to the store.  Which means it's not happening tonight.  :(

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Depressing.

I'm so sick and tired of....well....everything.

Money, bills, people, the weather, etc, etc.

First Baseball Game

Drew took Hubs, Bops Monster and me to a Rainer's game today.  It was the Monster's first game.  

He fell asleep sometime around the 3rd inning and woke up right at the beginning of the 9th.  Hubs took him down to the dudes who sit in chairs on the field behind/next to 1st base and got a foul ball.

We were going to leave during the 9th and watch the fireworks from our car but they wouldn't let us walk where we needed to go (because of the fireworks) so the dude at the gate let us back in and we watched from the stairs.  I was worried Monster would be scared but he loved it.  He stared and laughed.

Boo.

Ug.

I just want to go curl up on the couch between my dad and mom and watch TV.