Saturday, February 27, 2010

Sick Baby =(

Well, I've been MIA because Bella has a cold. A BAD cold. I took her to the pediatrician after waking up to day 3 of a low grade fever. She has had her flu vax, but I know better than to assume that they will prevent the flue. So we tested for flu, checked ears, mouth, nose, throat... she wasn't running a fever there, and everything came back looking good. Her flue swab was negative, so we just have a bad virus. She's got a cough, and a runny nose, and sinus congestion. Her fever hasn't gone back up over 100, which I am thankful for. She has so much phlegm that she isn't eating because it's hard to swallow (I'm guessing). I'm just focusing on keeping the fluids in her. She's thrown up a few times, mostly because she puts too much in her mouth, and with all the junk in her throat, she just can't cough it back up. My poor sweet girl. =( So, thats what we've been doing. Weve been stuck in he house (with the exception of the dr;s office) for going on five days. Today we are going out. I don't care where, or to do what. But we need to get out. She needs different scenery, and so does mama.

Monday, February 22, 2010

EVOO

I wash my face with EVOO. What do you think about that?

Sunday, February 21, 2010

The Argiro Family Photos!

The Argiro Family

Updated with lots of pictures! Gonna try to work on some videos soon!

In the Church parking lot...

I went to church today, for the first time without Kevin, or without anyone else. Just Bella and I. It was pretty good, she behaved fairly well, walked around a bit, and only had a minor meltdown, which was quickly resolved with walking around, a sippy and some snacks. BUT, that's not what this post is about. This post is about the parking lot, and the people who use that parking lot, and are smiling, and friendly inside the church. These are the same people who won't let you out of your spot, who try to hurry out and pass you so you don't get in front of them. What is going on? Are these the same people I shook hands with inside? The same people I offered peace to? I seriously will sit for 5 minutes in my car, very slowly trying to inch forward to signal that I want to come out, only to have another car zoom in front of me. Heaven knows, the 10 seconds longer you will have to wait to get on the road are precious, but really, is this inconsideration for fellow parishioners really necessary? And then you have those who come a second before it starts.. I'm not talking about the ones who are just running late.. we all run late when you have kids! But the ones who consistently come at the last second, and leave right after communion. Now, I don't take communion, and neither does Kevin,because neither of us are confirmed Catholics, but we go, and we listen (or try to.. Bella sometimes demands our attention instead!) and we stay th whole time. We stay through communion, and listen, and enjoy it. I enjoy it, anyhow. Except when I'm alone, and Bella is trying to walk all over the place! But anyhow.. back to the point..

If you can't at least be polite and considerate at church (not just in it), then how do these people act outside of church? Are they this rude all the time? *sigh* I really don't know WHY it bugs me so much, but it does. I'm not in a rush, and I wait patiently for someone to let me out of my spot, and I, in turn, let someone else out of there spot, or someone go in front of me. There isn't anywhere I need to be that requires me to be so rude to another person.

Friday, February 19, 2010

GennySue part Deux.

Okay, this isn't the second post about GennySue, but this was the second photoshoot for them. So, here are the pics. She wasn't in the best of moods, as you can obviously tell.. LOL


You think you know it all..


Well, a lot has been going on these days, and I realize I may or may not have posted about them. I'd go back and check, but really I'm too lazy, so if you are one of the few people who actually read all my posts, most of this may or may not be a repeat. To the rest of you, it will all be new, and welcome to my little slice of the web.

Bella is walking. I mean, get up on her own, walk all over, then try to run and fall on her face, walking.She also has cut all four of her molars, and her left front lateral on the bottom. The top molars are in all the way, the bottom molars and front tooth are all still pushing through, but you can see them. This will make 11 teeth in total! We can also get her hair into pigtails now, and let me tell you, it's the cutest.thing.ever. She looks much older too. Not old enough to drive, or drink, or anything, but she looks at least 18 months now, as opposed to the 13.5 months that she currently is. I went and got my hair done. Dyed and highlighted and cut. I REALLY like it. There are pics in previous posts. Eventually, I'll get better pics. We did some more GennySue pics today with Becky. They came out wonderfully.. And in fact, the next post I make will have some of those pics in it. Or you can keep checking GennySue for the updated pics. =)

We've gotten a lot of snow, and I can say that although it is pretty, I am really over it, and they can come get it and take it to Vancouver for the Olympics. Currently, the US is winning with 20 Gold medals. Why do they stop at Gold? Why don't they give out Platinum medals? Or Titanium? Not that there is anything wrong with Gold medals, they are perfectly fine. I just think they could bump it up so the third place gets something other than bronze. Who likes bronze? Is it even worth anything at all?

It's day 5 of no morning nap for Bella. She seems to be faring well on one nap a day, although she does get fussy in the morning still, when she would normally nap, but we get through it, and it only lasts about 10-15 minutes. Her afternoon naps are starting at 1pm, give or take a few, and lasting until at least 2:30pm. This is an amazing accomplishment, as Bella has NEVER been a good napper, and has rarely ever napped over 45 minutes. Some days she's slept until 3! She's also sleeping through the night again, which is nice. We decided that unless she is screaming at the top of her lungs, we will let her cry herself back to sleep. After two nights, she stopped waking up. Then last night she woke up just screaming.. so I went got some Motrin, changed her very full diaper, gave her Orajel, and put her back. She cried for about 10 minutes, then finally went back to sleep.  She is also NOT waking up at 5am every morning.. some mornings she's slept until 6, or 6:30am even!  Although, since I posted this, I'm sure tomorrow will be met bright and early at 5am!

Today is day 3 of Lent. I gave up Facebook for Lent, and it's been hard, but not as hard as I thought. I'm staying on top of the laundry.. (as a basket of unfolded clothes sits in front of me...). I'm slowly organizing stuff, cleaning up clutter, and focusing on other things.. like Twitter. I don't fully get it, but I am following some celebrities and musicians and random other people who do not know me at all, since I don't actually know many people who do Twitter.  It's all good though, I'm being productive, and I haven't cheated, and it's only day 3, but each day I get through, is another day closer to Easter. Then I'll be able to stalk keep up with all my friends.

Today I also found out my good friend Elisia is pregnant with #2, along with my sister, who is pregnant with #2! I'm sooo excited for both of them!!! I can't wait until I can join them. No, I am not currently pregnant, but we are hoping that this year will bring us another blessing.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Who named it that anyhow?



First of all, I really want to know who names hairstyles.. some are obvious, like "beehive" and "ponytail", but others, I'm just not sure.. the "bob", "afro", and "pigtails". Let;s just focus on one of those... pigtails. I think pigtails are adorable.. but why would you call them that? they certainly don't look like a pig's tail. Why not "ponytails". You know, plural, because there is two. Really, not that I really want to associate my kids head with a horse's rear end.. but still. Anyhow.. That's neither here nor there, and really doesn't matter, because the whole point of this post is that today, for the first time ~ever~ I was able to get Bella's hair into cute, spikey, adorable pigtails. AND, I got pictures, I mean, how could I NOT get a picture? Sure, she wouldn't hold still, but whatev!

So, who cares about the when, or why, or how the name came to be.. (if you really want to know, scroll down to the end...). All I know is they are .the.cutest.ever.


OKay, you can't really see them here, but how could I not post this?

Maybe she thought it was a harmonica, or maybe there was something stuck in her teeth..


I found this here about pigtails. Wiki isn't always the most accurate, but hey, it's what I found first... Here is an excerpt:

The term pigtail appears in English in the American colonies in the 1600s to describe a twist of chewing tobacco. One of the steps in processing the tobacco was to twist a handful of leaves together to form a compact bunch that would then be cured (dried, either with or without smoking). The term "pigtail" was applied to the bunch based on its resemblance to a twisted pig's tail.
Most dictionaries still define "pigtail" as a single tight braid. However, many American English speakers use the term to describe two symmetrical bunches of hair on either side of the head, braided or not. In some cases, the term only applies to unbraided hair. This usage of the term can be seen on personal and professional websites devoted to hairstyles or even by typing "pigtails" into a search engine.[6][7]


So there you have it. We call it pigtails because our ancestors chewed and smoked tobacco.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

New Hair!





Went and got my hair did today! YIPPEE! I'm the most indecisive person you will ever meet when it comes to my hair. I'm want change, yet, I'm afraid of change. SO anyhow, I took some pics on of hair I like, and some colors, and told the girl what I DID NOT want, and let her go. So.. here is the results!


Before




After



Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Giving up.

Today is Fat Tuesday... tomorrow is Ash Wednesday.. and the beginning of Lent. It sure did sneak up on me, and I hadn't thought really about what I was giving up for Lent. At first I thought about pop.. but I really don't drink enough of it for it to be a real sacrifice. Then I thought about bread, but seeing as how I hardly eat as it is, and when I do eat, it's usually a bread product, I really shouldn't give that up. More things on my list... chocolate.. tea... coffee.. laundry.. dishes... okay, the last two I really can't give up.. my house would be a mess.. but I won't lie, I did think about it...

Then someone posted they were giving up Facebook. I laughed. Really? Give up Facebook? Who would do that? Is it that big of a deal to do? Well.. at first I couldn't imagine giving up Facebook. Then I decided.. why is it such a big deal to me? Am I that addicted, that dependent, that I need to be on it? So, I'm seriously considering giving it up. I mean, I have a blog, I have email, and anyone that needs to get in touch with me, they know how to. Those that don't know how.. well they can figure it out if they REALLY need to. I can feel the anxiety rise in me, and the tension in my body when I talk about giving it up.. forty days.. until April 4th. It's a long time.. I won't be able to post about my birthday, or about St. Patrick's day.. or.. anything. My anxiety about this is the sheer reason it should be what I give up.

So... I have until tonight to make a decision.. It will be hard.. that is for sure.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Happy Birthday Melanie!

Melanie - Looking fabulous as ever!

Today Bella and I went to have lunch with my friend Melanie. We had a great lunch at Chili's, with her other friend Sarah. Melanie is quickly becoming a good friend of mine. We met earlier this year, and we just have so much in common, and really think alike. I hope that we continue to be friends for a very long time! Plus, Bella and her son Kyle are the cutest couple ever!



Anyhow, I just wanted to say Happy Birthday, and thanks for being there and choosing to include Bella and I in your BIG DAY!





Sunday, February 14, 2010

All You Need is Love...

Ah, Valentine's day. The day made up by women, for women. Well, at least according to my dear husband. I tried to explain that it is to celebrate your love for each other, and it isn't about lavish gifts. It's about doing something for the one you love, to show them you care. Even though you SHOULD do that year round, its the one day that you can be SURE to do it. I agree it is no different than any other holiday when it comes to retailers exploiting it. I mean, look at Christmas, the whole spirit of Christmas is pretty much forgotten.

Of course I expect something. I expect some sweet, small gesture. A card, or something. Would I like a shiny, glittery bobble? Well, of course! I mean, what woman wouldn't? But I don't demand or expect that. And I'm certainly not getting Kevin a big diamond anything, not that he would wear it even if I did.

So, in the days leading up to today, the commercials get more and more about romance and shiny, expensive jewelry. Every time, Kevin makes some face, or comment, about how it's "ridiculous". How it's not fair, because you don't see a commercial where the women are giving the guy some expensive, fancy gift. Well, that's because most guys aren't as emotional and sentimental as women. And what kind of pansy guy is gonna cry because I didn't get him flowers. Seriously. If Kevin got upset because I didn't get him flowers or something like that for Valentine's day, I may just have to leave him. Okay, okay. I won't leave him, but I would SERIOUSLY encourage counseling.

We went to mass this morning, then to breakfast at Ihop, which wasn't something special. It's our family thing, and we enjoy doing it. Plus, Bella is STARVING by the time mass is over, so it's quicker and easier to just grab something out. We came home and Bella napped. Once she woke up we went to Costco. While we were there, we were looking at the Flip cameras, and decided to get one. The conversation went something like this...

Kevin: There's a coupon for these camera's.

Me: Oh yeah? Do you know anyone who has them? Seems like a good deal.

Kevin: Yeah, Tim has one and loves it.

Me: Oh, well, whatever you think, babe. It's up to you if you want to get it.

Kevin: Okay. Happy Valentine's Day.

Me: How romantic.

You see, that's how we roll. There isn't so much romance and mystery to us. BUT - I'm okay with that. I do get a little emotional at times and wish he was the "bed of roses" type, but then, I know he's not, he never was, and he does plenty for me all year. So, really, I am okay with it. On the way home he went through town, saying he needed to stop somewhere to check something. WE pulled up in front of Edible Arrangements and he said "This was supposed to be a surprised, which is why I was trying to get you to go get your haircut earlier." (This was discussed during Bella's morning nap, before we went to Costco, but didn't happen because every place was closed today, it seemed.) So, he goes in, and comes out with this long box, that weighed about 20lbs (or at least felt like it!). I didn't open it until we got home, and this is what I found...

Two dozen, "long stemmed" chocolate covered strawberries. In other words.. Absolute. Heaven.


The car was super sweet, and made me cry. "This is because I love you everyday, not just Valentine's Day."


Of course, I also had to share with Bella! I ate most of the chocolate off, and she really enjoyed the strawberry.. and obviously a bit of chocolate, too! YUM YUM! Thank you baby, for loving us, and taking care of us, and being the best husband and daddy we could have ever asked or.


PS. If anyone is curious, Bella and I got Kevin an " *heart* my daddy frame, and put a picture of Bella and Daddy in it.




Sunday, February 7, 2010

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! Okay, it can stop now.







So, we just got a massive amount of snow dumped on us! Total of 30" or more! I was able to measure 27" on the back table, which I know is not a true measurement, but pretty close. I'm not really into the idea of trying to dig my way to the middle of the yard to get a better measurement. It started Friday morning, and never stopped until Saturday afternoon. I took lots of pictures, and they have all been posted on my Facebook albums, in case you wanted to see more. Kevin was not able to come home Friday night, and that was actually very hard for me. I didn't realize just how much I truly enjoy having him home EVERY night! And Saturday seemed to drag on and on. It didn't help that I was up until 12:30am, and then Bella had be up at 5am! By the time 9:30am rolled around, I was already going crazy. I worked through it though and kept myself busy. Reading books to Bella,taking pictures, and shoveling snow in the back yard. Yes, you read that right, the back yard. My dogs won't go bathroom in the deep snow, so we have to shovel out an area for them. Bella would stand at the door and watch me as I shoveled. It seemed I would shovel an area, and as soon as I turned around, it would have a nice coating on it again! I was glad when it finally stopped Saturday, because I pulled a muscle in my back, and started having muscle spasms while I was out there. NOT fun. So yeah...shoveling... soo NOT my job, unless I absolutely HAVE to!





I took Bella out yesterday after the winds died down and the driveway was plowed. My neighbor, who is AWESOME, came over and plowed the driveway with his 4wheeler, and put salt down. We walked up and down the driveway, and she seemed okay. There was a nice little spot where he had pushed the snow with his plow, which created a little "seat" for her, so I plopped her in and snapped a few pieces. Let's just say she was less than thrilled about that. SO, I tortured her with the snow, again, for the sake of taking a few pictures, and then we went in. She is absolutely my daughter, because I HATE the cold and snow. I can't wait for the weather to be warm and we can take her to the pool!
Kevin was able to come home late last night, and he is off today. I'm so glad he is home with us, and if it "warms up" a bit, we will take her out to go sledding in our neighbors back yard later. Today is also the superbowl, although, I don't think there is really anything super about it. Don't get me wrong, I love football, I just am not a fan of either team. I'm hoping to make it to a friend's house for her superbowl party, though. I need to get OUT OF THIS HOUSE!





So, that's our weekend, we have 30" of snow, even deeper drifts, and gigantic piles of plowed snow all over. It is truly a winter wonderland. Oh, and they are calling for up to 6" Tuesday night into Wednesday, and then I think they also said we will get some next weekend. Super.






Thursday, February 4, 2010

.just.so.tired.

If you read my blog often (well, whenever I have time to post), you know that I don't often complain, and that more often than not, all my posts are about Bella. This morning it's a little different, I'm feeling a little run down and frustrated, and just need to whine a bit... maybe I should WINE a bit.. would that be some sort of faux paux at 6am? I don't have any champagne or orange juice to make mimosa's.. ...... ....anyhow.


I'm tired. I'm tired of our Beagle always digging and having to spend 10 minutes cleaning the mud and dirt from between her toes and nails. I'm tired our other dog waking up at night, whining to go out, when I know FULL WELL that she CAN hold it, if she wanted to. I'm tired of Bella not only waking up at night, but also waking up for the day at 5am. I'm tired of trying to do CIO, only to have Kevin huff and puff and let out large, annoyed-sounding sighs after 3 minutes of her crying. I already feel bad letting her cry, that surely doesn't make be feel any better about it. I'm tired of her fighting naps, only to fall asleep right before lunch. I'm tired of waking up to dishes in the sink. I'm tired of NOT having a dishwasher.

This sounds like I'm tired of being a mom.. I'm NOT. I love staying home with Bella, I just don't know what to do to fix the exhaustion and run-down feeling that I have. I don't know how to get her on schedule. Back to sleeping through the night, and going down for naps without (much of) a fight. Stupid holidays. We were SO GOOD before then, and now we just can't get back on track. She screams and cries so much harder now, to the point of coughing and gagging. And she doesn't just fall asleep, she'll make herself sick first. I hate the fact that she is in there, crying herself to exhaustion. That is no way for her to nap, and it doesn't result in a GOOD nap, and I think it only makes her resent nap time, making it even HARDER to put her down. I just wish I knew of another way, another idea, to help, and not be so exhausted. I have been trying to keep her up in the mornings, trying to get her to one nap. I think.. or thought she was ready, but I'm not so sure. Her morning naps have always been very short... And her afternoon naps erratic.. so I thought if we could sip the morning nap, she would have a better afternoon nap. I'm not so sure its working.

I'm just frustrated. This morning, she was up BEFORE 5am. I trued to put her back to sleep, but after 15 minutes of patting, then another 20 minutes of straight crying/screaming, I finally got up, and was ANGRY. I don't really know who I am angry at, though. I'm angry Bella is up so early (after waking up during the night, and taking a while to go back to sleep). I'm angry that Kevin's only solution was "I'll bring her to bed", which I am NOT doing. That will only teach her she will get to come to bed if she wakes up and cries. I'm angry that, not only did Bella wake up, but my dumb dog decided AFTER I got Bella back to sleep, and *I* was just falling back to sleep, that she HAD to go out, right NOW. And then wanted to run around in the yard in the snow. This is the dog who, any other time, I have to practically throw off the back deck to get her to go out if there is even the slightest dampness to the ground or it's dark. Except in the middle of the night, apparently that is the ideal time to run around and play in the snow. Why did i never know this!?

I love my pets, I really do, but sometimes I hate them so much, that I'm tempted to just let them out the door and hope they never come back. I never would do that, but I threaten them with that all the time. Kevin hates that I yell at Lizzy so much more than Gabby, but that's because Lizzy doesn't listen. If I say "Lizzy, go lay down." She will take two steps away, then stop and start to come back. I have to tel her a thousand times. Gabby? She goes into the bedroom, MAYBE I have to tell her twice. And the digging. The DIGGING! I don't know what to do with her. I either don't let her out, or I spend 15 minutes scrubbing the mud from her nails. Which, if I didn't have a toddler to take care of, wouldn't be a problem.

I really don't know WHERE I'm going with all this, oh right.. why I'm angry this morning.. I was so irritated. Irritated about Bella getting up, Irritated with Kevin for.. I don't even know why.. that he DIDN'T get up? But he was going to, except he was just going to bring Bella to bed. Or, would have brought her out to the living room and slept with her, and not given her a bottle, or changed her. Because he's so tired. I know he's tired. I know he gets up at 3:30am for work. I know he drives just over an hour to work, and it takes and hour and a half minimum to get home. I know he has to go to bed early.. but.. what about me? He gets days away from work. He gets time away from us. I don't have any day where I'm "off". I don't have any time to myself. I mean, of course when Bella DOES nap, I have that time, and after she goes to bed, but I try to use that time to wash the dishes that are always in the sink, or clean up the toys in the living room, or maybe SHOWER. Yeah, there have been days I don't shower at all. I'm not saying "days" as a collective of a bunch of single days here and there, but there have been days, multiple in a row, where I don't shower. Not because I don't want to, and it's usually not more than two, but because Bella is fussy, or I am trying to get other things done, and then by the time evening comes, it's dinner time, then bath time, then cleanup and then bedtime for Bella, and then, I just don't.have.any.energy. to shower. How is that even possible? Taking a shower doesn't even require energy.

Anyhow, this morning I'm just tired and cranky. As I sit here, with Bella gated into the living room, and drinking my coffee and typing this all out, my body is slowly waking up, and I'm feeling slightly less annoyed. I have things to do today, and it won't do any good to be irritated and annoyed.


Well, if you made it all the way through my pity party and whining and complaining, I suppose you deserve a reward. Here it is:




My sweet princess, after her bath.