Nobody panic! I have a diaper bag! Also, there is room in the crib for an infant. I think we're ready. Which is good because...
The diaper bag? SOOOOO cute! I luv it.
Okay Little Mister Orange, we are ready for you. Time to be born!
Please?
I have something new and shiny. No, it's not a baby. It's a...
It's my really early birthday/mother's day/I can't believe you just had my baby/anniversary/Christmas/valentine's day/arbor day gift from Mike. He'd been planning on getting me a new camera for my birthday, but since I really won't have time to sit around and read manuals and books on digital photography once Baby O arrives, he decided to get it for a me a little early =) I loooooooooove it. I would probably sleep with it if I weren't so terribly protective of it. *Pets her camera*
It takes amazing pictures. Once you figure out how to use all of the features. I'm still learning, but I'm slowly getting better =) I haven't take any pictures off of it, so I don't have anything to post right now, but that's my goal for tomorrow. My other goal is to not go into labor because my mom may disown me. More on that later.
This post is pretty rambly because I really don't know how to express how much I appreciate Mike. A camera may not seem like a romantic gift to some, but to me it is. More so than flowers or jewelry. He knew I'd wanted this for a long time. It's so sweet and so unexpected, and it's left me quite speechless and giggly. I have an amazing husband. I love you baby.
When Mike took the garbage out tonight, he made a leisurely stop at the mailbox. This was waiting inside for me:
That, Gentle Reader, is a picture of my toes on a Jones Soda label. I'm so freakin' excited! They e-mailed me about a week ago and at first I thought it fake because I submitted this forever and a day ago, but after a quick e-mail to their website customer service asking if this was for real, I was reassured, and my labels! They have arrived! My name on the side says Kate Whirl because at the time I was attempting to be cautious about putting my full name out there, but in retrospect that's pretty silly because here I am blogging with my real name. Oh the irony. Ah well =)
I will now begin checking every gas station in the area for months. Because even though I'm not a terrible fan of the Blue Bubble Gum flavor I so want a bottle with my toes!
When I called my family tonight to share the news, my brother remarked, "Out of all of the beautiful pictures you've taken they picked your feet?" I too find it amusing, but hey, I have cute toes.
I haven't taken many pictures of anything other than my belly lately, so a few days ago when I had a little energy I went outside and took a few shots. Okay, so I took a LOT of shots, but these are the few that I like best. Not my best work, but not bad.
This is a pitiful picture, but I love it. These poor little things were all huddling together in the smallest tree in the yard trying to keep warm. At one point there were so many of them that the branches began bending under the weight.
Spring is in full swing here (when it's not snowing or pouring freezing rain), and all of the ornamental berries have begun emerging. They look so yummy. Thankfully, I am not a three year old.
I'm not sure whether the fire hydrant was here first or the garden, but somebody obviously thought that the hydrant made a lovely decoration. Probably much to the annoyance of the fire department.
I can't go without a baby shot it seems. I just can get over how far away my feet appear. I miss my toes.
Guess what we painted this weekend!
Not pictured: Chloe's very beige left back leg and tummy because she just wouldn't cooperate while I took embarrassing photos of her.
It was really hard because she kept wiggling around and making it difficult, but I think beige is really her color. Plus, now that the paint has dried into a hard shell and rendered her unable to move, she's so much easier to keep track of.
Oh, we also painted this:
It wasn't nearly as much fun. Farewell green paint. You will be missed. Military beige is stupid.
kate will post again soon, i promise.
Until then, enjoy some pictures she updated in the albums... and enjoy me messing around with this post... WEEEE!!!! partay time!
What to talk about.. well.. I need to mention everything in the tags I added so...
Anger: I'm not angry right now
Annie: Hi Annie, i'm sure you'll read this
Bethy: Howdi Beth
Blondness: i'm not blonde...
Books: read any good ones lately? Share them in a reply. I'm fond of Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, chronicals of narnia and dave berry books
caspian: he's doing much better now, we had a major scare with him, but he's recovering nicely.
Chloe: I never noticed both of their names started with C... and here we thought C was for cookie... NO COOKIE FOR JOO
Daily: Hello.. at the tone the time will be 11:40pm on Sunday August 26th.. BEEP
Depression: sucks, nuff said
Family: hi everyone! I dont steal her blog often enough... love ya'll.
Goodbyes: Not yet, still have many tags to go...
Google search: search for my name... youll find some CEO's of coporations and stuff.. interesting.... What are some of the cool stuff that people the share your names have done?
happiness: opposite of depression. Much better and happier for all!
House: it's still standing. We need to repaint it soon...
Japan: it's a country.. we live here. hi Japan! and Hi Yoko Ono!
MSN Search: Did she ever post about google and msn searches? one has to wonder.. reply below.
Mike: Thats me!
Music: Itunes is great...
PMS: Never had it. explian below if you're a male and have had PMS.
Pictures: Weee... kate likes pictures
Piper: God bless her...
Quotes: I wonder what quotes will come from this post...
Random Stuff: i think this post covers this topic itself.
Romeo: poor guy, he was very cute and loveable.. if only he wouldn't have been so scared =/
Sadness: I'm kinda sad after talking about the pippa and romeo... meh..
Television: We'll be glad to watch actual TV... not AFN.. AFn is ok, but i'll be nice to pick whatever we want to watch, not what they want!
travel: Louisiana is next on the travel list
Worries: I worry about many things. Post what you worry about. We can talk about it...
yarn Stuff: I dont have any yarn stuff except the sweater she made me. She should make more stuff for me! I want toe warmers!
permalink: I dont think this is actually a topic, but I dont feel done with this post quite yet...
comments: I expect alot of comments! Now post! Comment away!!!!!
Oh, and thanks for all the birthday comments and replies! If anyone sent me anything personally, i'll get back to you soon! I promise. been busy, very very busy....
I hope ya'll enjoy the post!
-Mike
What's that you say? You wanna see pictures? Well...okayyyyyy.
Certainly not my best work, but at least it's something new for y'all =)
September 2005, Mike and I found out that he was being deployed at the end of the year. Some how, I got it into my head that I wanted a baby. So Badly. Looking back, I know this was a totally selfish desire, but I was so scared of being alone that the idea of being pregnant became so appealing. We of course didn't actually try for a baby, but this didn't stop me from crying for days every time I got my period. After a few months of this, we had a long talk and decided I needed a pet.
November 2nd, 2005 Pip came home with us. I'll never for the first time I saw her. She was hanging upside from her cage meowing up a storm. A small, wiggly ball of white fur weighing a little more than a pound, tiny enough to fit in the palm of Mike's hand and the biggest ears I'd ever seen. Love at first sight. She was my baby.
After Mike left, I poured all of my time and energy into Piper. We went through hell and back together. She was there when I changed antidepressants and never wanted to get out of bed ever again. She was there when I'd cry so hard from missing Mike that I'd get sick. She was there when I found myself sobbing helplessly in the middle of the kitchen floor from sheer loneliness. And through all of it, she was my constant companion. A small, warm and noisy reminder that I needed to keep going. That life doesn't stop just because you miss someone, and that was what I really needed. She was a gift. Here for the time that we needed her the most.
She was so special, and she brought such joy to our lives. I'm sure that as long as I live I will never meet another cat quite like her. I know that my heart will heal, and there will always be room to love more kitties, but Piper will always hold a place in my heart all her own.
Our last few minutes with her are still fresh in my mind. I snuggled her close to me and kissed her head and quietly whispered, "I'm so sorry Piper. I love you. You will always be my baby. No matter what."
Piper, we miss you monkey.
Piper Jane Margret Watrous
August 1st, 2005 - June 22nd, 2007
My parents were the meanest parents on earth. They punished me when I lied. When I disobeyed my mama, my daddy always took her side. My mom made me brush the knots out of my hair, stand-up straight and eat all of my green beans. My dad made me learn all about an honest day's work, and he never let me watch TV till my homework was done. They were so mean.
And they were also the most wonderful parents I could have ever asked for. They never missed an dance recital or baseball game (even if it meant getting a speeding ticket.) My dad never punished me without explaining exactly when I did wrong (and with tears in his eyes.) They were never too busy to give me hugs and always told me how much they loved me. My dad always let me try just one more time to hit a nail into the wall (even if I'd already spent an hour missing it), and my sang me to sleep every night until I was 10. My dad learned how to put curly hair into a pony tail, rip off band-aids without making it hurt and how sometimes girls just need to cry (even though it hurt him.) He let me bore him to death with endless wedding details (and never once said anything about cost), and he even took my shopping for jeans and held my purse for hours. My mom spent painstaking hours trying to teach me Algebra. She made sure that I was prepared to take care of myself and taught me how to cook, sew, clean and make the best chocolate chip cookies ever. My mom and dad also gave of themselves more than just about anyone I know.
All through my childhood and teens, my dad would rush out to help a friend who's car broke down, or my mom would cook dinner for a family in need. They let people sleep on our couches, lent money, gave rides and spent countless hours volunteering at our church. If a friend needed to feed their family but couldn't afford groceries, my parents never hesitated to share some of what they had in the pantry. They gave selflessly. So this is for them.
Out of one thousand volunteers on Kadena AFB, one hundred of them received the Outstanding Volunteer Award. Four out of that one hundred received the Volunteer Award of Excellence. Me and three others. I am honored more than words can say.
Thanks Mom and Dad. I love you.
I just found out that the beta version that I have of Adobe Lightroom will expire in six days. *sniffles* Better start saving my pennies.
Hey, if y'all want to see some more of my photos, you can visit my Flikr page.
