New Living Room Furniture!

HORAY! OUR NEW COUCH AND LOVESEAT ARRIVED YESTERDAY!
My pictures aren't that great...my digital camera is beginning to show its age I'm afraid. But the couches are AWESOME! Come visit me any time, because there is room for everyone to have a comfy seat! Oh, and please don't mind the cluttered mess of a house, because after all, this is life with kids!
And as you can see, Leah LOVES the throw pillows. She prefers to sit on all of them at once.

The Fitting Room Musings

So, I just spent about 2½ hours by myself (no kids) shopping. Sounds just lovely doesn't it? Well, not so. I don't know if anyone else shares my sheer hatred of the department store fitting rooms. But I find them to be the emotional equivalent of a midieval torture chamber. Maybe it's the florescent lighting above, making my face/neck look all blotchy, zitty and patchy in color. Maybe it's the mirrors, did they steal them from a fun-house because I swear they skew your image and make you look much wider in the buttocks/thigh region. I simply don't look that bad when I'm at home is what I'm getting at.
See, last year between June-Nov I lost about 27 pounds. I was lookin' good. I was feelin' good. I bought new clothes, and the warmth and satisfaction as I tried on those clothes and saw how DARN GOOD they looked on me was SO incredibly satisfying.
THEN I GOT PREGNANT. I'm not saying it is a bad thing. But it does change things. Seemingly immediately. I got sick. Pregnancy nausea is an evil thing. You are so sick to your stomach you can hardly function. You spend most of your time in your pajamas on your couch. You don't hardly cook or clean, smells affect you so severely, and taking your two year old to the bathroom and back is a nauseating necessity that you can't neglect. And you EAT. YOU EAT AND EAT because it is the only way to beat the nausea back, or "deaden it" just slightly enough so you feel a tiny bit more normal. So, with the eating, and the butt-glued-to-couch lifestyle, I gained weight. I won't say how much. But it is much more than I wanted to have gained at 15 weeks of pregnancy, and I want to cry.
I did cry in the fitting room today. Call it hormones...I call it mourning over what my body has become. All I wanted to do today was to buy some shirts that will fit more comfortably during this early "too big for normal clothes but not preggers enough for maternity clothes" stage. I only selected shirts in the size of "L" or "XL" on the label, thinking I would be more generous with my size estimate. Well, as I tried each one on, I got more and more depressed. All that work I had gone through to lose all that weight and look so good....totally gone. I looked and felt huge. Those shirts were tight on my stomach (and I can't say it is "baby" because technically baby is only the size of a small apple right now), hips, upper arms, butt and thighs. I just cried even as I repeated the mantra in my mind "I am not fat, I AM Pregnant" over and over. No good. Now I remember why I never shop for myself. Of the 18 shirts I tried on, I have purchased 2. I will try them on for my husband and ask him if they make me look fat....and then decide whether or not to keep him. Boy, he has no idea what he is up against when he gets home tonight.

Severe weather, PUH-LEASE!

Okay, so I understand that if there is a tornado forming, people need to know. But tonight, the coverage of the (typical) spring storm systems that moved through the OKC metro was RIDICULOUS and here is my rant.
We have an emergency broadcast system...you know, they test it and "BEEEEEP...had this been an actual emergency" we would then receive the needed instruction. That is what it is there for, so that in an emergency, authorities can "break in" and interrupt whatever programming is scheduled.
But here in Oklahoma, ALL 4 MAJOR CHANNELS feel the need to cover the exact same storm from start to finish, regardless of whether or not it produces a tornado, because "it could" and they have to be on-site for "if" anything happens. So we watch the Doppler, and hear about the winds, and the hail, and the rain, and where it is going, and when. BUT WE DO NOT NEED TO HEAR IT FOR 3 HOURS STRAIGHT ON ALL 4 CHANNELS. Besides, even when you are watching your favorite show, there is a commercial break every 7 minutes or so....can we not save the weather updates for during the commercial breaks ONLY?
Tonight all major Thursday night programming was pre-empted because we HAD to watch every single minute of this storm. We missed My Name is Earl, Scrubs, The Office (how DARE THEY!), and as I'm typing this, I'm missing CSI, because Gary England is talking in his ever-so monotone voice about how "this storm cell is much calmer now, but we're going to keep an eye on it for you here on news 9".
Don't get me wrong, if there is a tornado on the ground, I'd hope they'd break-in and tell us all. But 3 hours of coverage of this same storm???? GIVE ME A BREAK OKLAHOMA!!!

Play-Doh, in case you ever wondered!

Play-Doh. What an amazing invention that has been proven through the tests of time.

It has been around for over half a century. It was invented by accident! In 1956 Noah and Joseph McVicker intended to create a wall-paper cleaner, but instead Play-Doh was born. Joseph's sister, a kindergarten teacher, started letting her students use it as a molding compound for art projects, since standard clay was too hard and messy. And kindergarten students have enjoyed this "accidental discovery" ever since!

It is primarily a mixture of wheat flour, water, deodorized kerosene or another petroleum distillate (which provides the smooth texture), salt, a drying agent such as borax (which deters mold), an alum-based hardening agent, and colorings and perfume. It is non-toxic, non-staining, and soluble in soapy water. When kept in a sealed container, Play-Doh remains pliable, but when exposed to air it hardens in about a day.

Play-Doh is available in several different colors and sizes, and has a distinctive smell and texture. Over 900 million pounds have been sold so far. The product is now owned by Hasbro.

And Isaac LOVES Play-Doh. Yesterday, he made an elephant and instructed me that it needs to" go on our computer for family pictures."