Growing up, dating eleventy jillion people…
I never thought I’d find anyone as great of a father as my own father.
Though it was a tough search, I was wrong. I’ve found the perfect dad for my chilluns’.
His name is Gabe. And I love him.
On Saturday BEFORE their visit, I managed to get my “chores” done- including dropping off my laptop to a friend at work who is graciously helping me fix the DVD player in it. So I’ve been computer-less for two days and it’s been tough. I’ve convince G to let me “borrow” his WoW machine but he sees my need to check email and desire to update Facebook as “obsessive” which I find hilarious as I have to interrupt his Ickykaka character from WoW to stop “smelting ore” in order to check my email for a few minutes. G is destined to become one of those people that are on the far far end of technology advances. And I suppose that’s okay.
Mom got me some nursing tops. I never really understood the necessity of nursing tops until becoming pregnant and realizing just how often I will be feeding a mini-person with my breasts. The design of these clothes is just not particularly appealing in general. You’d think something that has openings for breasts to fall through might have some sort of sensual/attractive spin to them but nope…they are definitely just ho-hum clothes with slots for your boobs to fall through. Function will far outweigh the aesthetics of the outfits I’m sure. She also got me a super cute new dress (mumu) and gave me a gift card for purchasing my own “cute jammies” for the hospital stay. Unfortunately they only had sizes Small and 2XL at the store we went to, and I am neither of those sizes. So I get to go pajama shopping the next time they get a shipment into the maternity clothes store. Thanks mom!!
Yesterday (Sunday) my parents had to leave super early because my dad was on-call so we were up and at ’em with MORE than enough time to beat the church crowd to breakfast. After a nice breakfast we went and shopped around for a lighter bedspread (ours’ was UNBEARABLY too thick for summer) and I wanted a quilt of some sort. After three trips and one return I settled on a Down Blanket from Target that is thin and just tan. We have a multi-colored rug in our bedroom that just doesn’t match with many things that are out right now so I had to settle on one plain color. Someday I’ll get around to getting that beautiful lavender and green quilt I want. Someday.
I also got to give G his very first father’s day present which was the eleventh season of The Simpson’s on DVD (blech) which he wanted really badly. When he opened it he said, “Oh, wow I thought this was going to be a book on how to be a dad or something, but it’s this!!” And he was really excited. So I guess I picked the right thing.
Then I went to the grocery store and bought SO. MUCH. FRUIT.
I then made myself sick on it while I cut up the watermelon and washed the berries. For every handful of blueberries I had a handful of peanut butter m&m’s and I totally ruined my dinner, which was to be hamburgers I bought from behind the meat counter at Giant Eagle. They make these special kinds that are SO GOOD! But of course I was too full of berries and chocolate.