tired tired tired

I just realized it's 11:20 and I would usually have been sleeping for over 2 hours if this were a regular night...I'm wore out!

Wednesday night Jason, my mom, and I left at about 6:30 to drive 6 hours to Kentucky. Arriving sometime after midnight, we went straight to bed. The next morning Jason and I slept in a little, but then were off to my Aunt Betty's house for Thanksgiving lunch/dinner. It was WONDERFUL. She does some GOOD country home cookin'. (O: It was so nice to spend a little time with that part of my family; we don't see them very often. And, when I say "little time", I mean we left that afternoon, around 2, to come home.

Jason had to work Friday, but came home sick. I still maintain this was because of the 3 Red Bulls and however many Mini-Thins he had consumed in less than 48 hours. While he was at work, and then at home, Treasa (my mother-in-law) and I were tearing up the Black Friday scene! We started at Wal-Mart at 4:50ish, then to Target by 6. We stopped for breakfast, I had yummy chocolate chip pancakes...Mmmm... Then, off to Kohl's in search of maternity black pants- what a lovely chore that was. While at Kohl's we bought out half their baby toy department (and when I say we, I mean SHE). (O:

After Kohl's we decided to hit the mall in Fairview, still in search of maternity dress pants. We did end up finding a cute pair (Thank goodness!!) and she purchased a few other items that are my Christmas gifts. Even though she made me take them with me that day (O:

We got back to my house around 2p.m. Then, after a short rest on the couch, we had to get ready for Jason's cousin-in-law's mother's visitation. This lady had a stroke in her car and I don't think she was found for a few days, it's so sad. Mary Jo and the family seemed to be doing well.

THEN- this morning J and I layed around for a while. I washed and folded MORE cute baby girls clothes (somebody stop me...!!) And then we were off to meet Owen and Jillian for their "wedding pictures". I was expecting Owen to be a lot more awkward than what he was and I think the pictures turned out great. I hope Jill and Owen are happy with them. (O:

NOW, I'm sitting here, checking Ebay to see if I've won anything new and yelling at myself in my head to GO TO BED!

All in all, the past few days have been so wonderful. I'm thankful for having time to spend with my mom's family, for our traditional Black Friday shopping spree, chill time with J, photos of friends and now my pillow.

Good Night lovers.

Yay for Baby Emilia!

Ahhh, it's such a relief to *finally* know what we're having and I can't stop smiling! I know there is still a risk that the ultrasound was wrong (it's harder to tell with a girl than a boy), but for now I'm just so wonderfully excited about having a baby girl.

I actually almost cried when we were told it was a girl. Not only because girl clothes are so cute, but a lot more because I can finally fulfill my dream of honoring my Grandma Hilda. It's still hard for me to talk about her or think about her without welling up (one of the very few things that has this effect on me..), but even as I type this, I'm holding back tears. She was my absolute most favorite person ever. Our bond was so strong, starting with me being her namesake, but it was so much more than that. She was the most caring and loving woman I've ever known. She was so proud of all of her grandchildren and wanted us all to be proud of our Cuban heritage. She used to send me books and postcards and anything else she could find about Cuba. Growing up, she was a strong constant in my life. My parents split up when I was 5, and even though she was my dad's mother, she didn't turn us away because of their divorce. We visited our dad every summer in Mississippi and every summer she would pay for us to fly down to Florida to visit her. She loved the beach, gardening and knitting/crocheting. She also loved shopping, every year we went home with a new wardrobe it seemed like.

She passed away a few years ago, before Jason and I got married. We used to call each other about every week or so, so she knew all about him. She told me that communication was the key to a successful relationship, and I agree with her. Unfortunately, they never got to meet. That makes me so sad because I know they would have loved each other. But, God has his own timing and I'm OK with that.

Even with Jason never meeting Grams, he knew how much she meant to me. So, when I told him I'd like to name our first daughter after her, there was no argument. Luckily, her middle name (Emilia) isn't as old-fashioned as her first name. So, this is why I'm even more excited about having a girl than maybe someone else might be. I can't wait for my Emilia to come into this world, I know she will have the same warmth and beauty that my Grams had.

OK. Now that I've dried my face (definitely near bawling just now...) I've taken some pictures of the CUTE CUTE CUTE baby clothes I had in a tub in the basement. These are just a fraction of my glorious yard sale finds over the years. I've also included my most recent additions, thank you again Jaime. Your thoughtfulness is always appreciated- I know our little Emilia will look so precious in each outfit. (O:

Side note- I just have to say, I must have magical powers because almost everything I've purchased from yard sales over the years ended up being the right size in the right season! I could hardly believe it! (O:

Here we go... (O:

Emilia's First 4th of July Outfit! (O:

Thanks Jaime, this is adorable!


Jaime has added to my love for dots without even knowing how obsessed I am with them! (O:


You're right Jaime, she will be SO CUTE! Especially in this. (O:

I purchased this coat *hoping* I would have a baby that could wear it, and now I will!! (O:

I bought this one because I knew Jason would love it, and he does. (O:

These two are up for votes...could I girl-ify them or should I pack them away for a boy someday?

Don't know if you can see them, but this one has 2 80's electric guitars on it.

I torture my husband with hot dogs and macaroni

I've been training the new front desk girl (Lois, no, not Lane..) since Monday and I am WORN OUT! I have never actually trained anyone before, which I think is the main reason for this drained feeling (that and I'm sure pregnancy is playing a good-sized role too).

I was so anxious about this all last week- worried that I would forget something or that I wouldn't do a good job. I don't know why, but things like this have always scared me. Even though I had the full approval of my manager, Patty- she's the one that asked me to train Lois, because she said she wanted Lois to learn from the best. I thought that was very nice of her to say, even if I don't know that to be completely true... I took the compliment and am trying to live up to Patty's expectations.

So far so good with Lois, she's a little older (which who isn't older than me there...by at least 5-10 years!) Which, Lois is probably late 40's/early 50's if I had to guess (and I'm a bad age guesser...) But, she's doing great, and I'm starting to feel a sense of accomplishment- I'm actually doing OK at teaching someone how to do something!

I do have to say this has been a completely draining experience- I'm drained phsyically and mentally! By the time 5 rolls around, I'm so worn out I want to pick up dinner on the way home instead of cooking anything. Which is why I made hot dogs and mac 'n' cheese for dinner tonight, talk about easy peasy! Luckily for Jason, his uncle who lives in TN was driving up for some meeting tomorrow and asked J to meet him at Lotta Wotta for a late dinner. J got out of a meal he told me I was mean for making (haha) and I got to enjoy a meal I have (for some weird reason) been craving all week!

Moral of the story- trainging new employees makes me a bad wife (haha)

Oh, and the really great part- I have another trainee starting on Dec. 1! (I think this experience has shown me that I am capable, now I'm just going to start going to sleep at 7:00 so maybe I won't be so tired!)

Have a lovely night my dear ones (O:

I've been tagged

My lovely friend Jillian has tagged me! This means I must now share 7 things about myself and then (in theory) tag 7 other people to do the same. This, however, has put me in somewhat of a perdicament because I only know 3 people on here- all of which were tagged by the lovely Mrs. Pye. So, I will share 7 things about myself for the three of you to read, but I won't be tagging anyone else. (Mostly because I don't think strangers would appreciate that...)

1. I could easily live off chips and salsa and will eat this delicious snack whenever the opportunity presents itself.

2. I didn't get my driver's license until halfway through my Junior year of high school. (No, Jaime, not because I'm bad, but because I was scared of making left hand turns) (O:

3. I organize the clothes in my closet first by color in alphebetical order and then within each color: long sleeves, 3/4 length sleeves, short sleeves, and tank tops.

4. In high school I was in the drumline of the marching band, and admittedly still thoroughly enjoy watching drumlines. (I have seen BLAST at the Fox and am dying to see STOMP next March, but I think it's too close to my due date...)

5. I still dream about being a kindergarten teacher.

6. I have worn the same perfume since the 8th grade- Gap Dream- and still love it!

7. The thumb on my right hand is double jointed and I used to freak people out by playing with it. (O:

Hope you are all having a great day! (O: