we just got a package in the mail from jana (ammon's sister) and it was filled with cute onesies. when emma has these on, there will be no doubt that she is ammon's child. these onesies have his name written all over em. :) so cute! thanks aunt jana!
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
so i know i just posted... but...
this is why i love ammon...
while talking on gmail during a break from studying, ammon demonstrates his commitment to EVERY part of his life. this is why i know that no matter what he does, he will be the most successful person:
Ammon: so i guess i'm going to mutual. jon called. they're doing swimming and biking tonight
me: fun!
Ammon: yeah. i need to work on my swimming, i'm not very good. i made it through all my swimming classes but i still suck at the crawl.
while talking on gmail during a break from studying, ammon demonstrates his commitment to EVERY part of his life. this is why i know that no matter what he does, he will be the most successful person:
Ammon: so i guess i'm going to mutual. jon called. they're doing swimming and biking tonight
me: fun!
Ammon: yeah. i need to work on my swimming, i'm not very good. i made it through all my swimming classes but i still suck at the crawl.
Am's Pride & Joy
So lately most of my posts have been about my latest pride and joy... the bump. Ammon has been so focused on school, with finals fast approaching, that he hasn't been able to show off his pride and joy... the backyard. Sunday night we took a walk--a very slow walk--around our subdivision and admired other houses while getting inspiration for our yard. After the walk, I realized how impressive our yard is even though it's only a few months old. This post is to show off my husband's new-found talent of yardwork. Afterall... this is is his baby! He comes home everyday and hand waters almost everything. The garden is definitely blossoming. The tallest plants you see in the garden (picture 1) are mammoth sunflowers that will soon be taller than the window. Other plants in the garden include cilantro, basil, scallions, peppers, strawberries, and canteloupe. The 3 citrus trees (picture 2) are already sprouting tiny buds of flowers and fruit. The bougainvilleas (pinkish flowers), lantanas (yellow and red flowers), grass, and hibiscus (the half-dead plants behind the palm tree) are struggling to grow back after freezing this winter. Who knew that so much love and care was necessary for such an adorable backyard? Ammon did the bricks, rocks, sprinklers, you name it! The backyard was a mess of weeds when we moved in... quite the improvement, don't you think? Here's to you Am... you really have gone green!
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Library Ramblings/iPod on Shuffle
Toto's "Africa" playing on the ipizzle.
My brain hurts. I can't tell if it's because I've been squinting at this computer screen for four hours or because I've been working through this tax depreciation problem for two.
Big Dal came home from Buenos Aires yesterday. He sounds good. Reminds me of a younger, wiser me.
The backyard's bangin. Except for the hibiscus which still seem to have the touch of winter. desert bird of paradise, bougainvillea, lantana, tangelo, orange, lime, sunflowers, cilantro, basil, rosemary, mediterranean palm. Recipe for visual succulence.
Jes is big and beautiful and her belly bounces when she's on her back. Emma dances inside when I sing Jes to sleep. Can't wait to have someone to stay up with during the nights I'm insomnis.
Pinback's "Bad Light" playing now.
I'm on the verge of finishing two or three new songs. Stress brings that out in me.
This summer I'm interning at the Maricopa County Attorney's Office. Probably in the appeals division.
T Weed got married last week and gave up his solitude. Now that he's part of the club, he might want to go on couple's dates and talk about barbeques and 401k's. But probably not.
Obama has fallen to earth, joining Hill-Bill and The General. I'm cynical enough to stay far enough away from any one politician's corner to take his fall from grace personally. Still, the political carousel has too many haters without horses. I get the feeling people attack anything that has promise so they can crack it open and say "see, look at all the flaws" and feel better about their own convictions. Or maybe it's just fundamental fear (i.e. I don't know, therefore I fear, therefore I hate). A lot of that going around still.
Bright Eyes, "Easy/Lucky/Free" playing now.
Have I said how I can't wait to see Emma? I had my "I-never-knew-all-the-stories-were-true-now-I'm-telling-them-too" realization about being a daddy the other day. Even the anticipation changes a man.
Two years of marriage this 29th. Looking back, a couple phrases come to mind: easy/lucky/free, my beautiful jes-bles, money highs and lows, just content, just watching, still waiting for marriage to be hard, my patient wife, apartment and house, winters and summer and now just one long summer, we've got the afternoon, love love love. I don't ever want this to end.
The Stills, "Still in Love Song." Seems like a good one to end on.
My brain hurts. I can't tell if it's because I've been squinting at this computer screen for four hours or because I've been working through this tax depreciation problem for two.
Big Dal came home from Buenos Aires yesterday. He sounds good. Reminds me of a younger, wiser me.
The backyard's bangin. Except for the hibiscus which still seem to have the touch of winter. desert bird of paradise, bougainvillea, lantana, tangelo, orange, lime, sunflowers, cilantro, basil, rosemary, mediterranean palm. Recipe for visual succulence.
Jes is big and beautiful and her belly bounces when she's on her back. Emma dances inside when I sing Jes to sleep. Can't wait to have someone to stay up with during the nights I'm insomnis.
Pinback's "Bad Light" playing now.
I'm on the verge of finishing two or three new songs. Stress brings that out in me.
This summer I'm interning at the Maricopa County Attorney's Office. Probably in the appeals division.
T Weed got married last week and gave up his solitude. Now that he's part of the club, he might want to go on couple's dates and talk about barbeques and 401k's. But probably not.
Obama has fallen to earth, joining Hill-Bill and The General. I'm cynical enough to stay far enough away from any one politician's corner to take his fall from grace personally. Still, the political carousel has too many haters without horses. I get the feeling people attack anything that has promise so they can crack it open and say "see, look at all the flaws" and feel better about their own convictions. Or maybe it's just fundamental fear (i.e. I don't know, therefore I fear, therefore I hate). A lot of that going around still.
Bright Eyes, "Easy/Lucky/Free" playing now.
Have I said how I can't wait to see Emma? I had my "I-never-knew-all-the-stories-were-true-now-I'm-telling-them-too" realization about being a daddy the other day. Even the anticipation changes a man.
Two years of marriage this 29th. Looking back, a couple phrases come to mind: easy/lucky/free, my beautiful jes-bles, money highs and lows, just content, just watching, still waiting for marriage to be hard, my patient wife, apartment and house, winters and summer and now just one long summer, we've got the afternoon, love love love. I don't ever want this to end.
The Stills, "Still in Love Song." Seems like a good one to end on.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
10 weeks to go
I've gotten a few requests for an updated bump pic. Here you go! I decided to take a pic in the same outfit so there's no smoke and mirrors... it's all bump! :) Lil Emmy is now 15 inches and 3 pounds. With only 10 weeks to go, she's got a few more pounds to put on and a few more rolls around the thighs to develop.
Ammon is getting very anxious to meet her and is even focusing more efforts on his fabulous backyard grass so we can play and enjoy the outdoors with Emma. He's so selfless! :) As you can tell from his last post, he is completely involved in school and only has a few more weeks until finals. We all can't wait for his first year to be behind us... only 2 more to go!
As you can tell, I'm all about countdowns, but am trying to live more in the moment like Ammon does. We can't all be as perfect as Am. I really don't know what I would do without him throughout this pregnancy. He's the best... and the reason why I'm holding up so well! Big Kiss!
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