Sunday, October 25, 2009

Pinky poodle.... Hubby isn't especially thrilled

Sooooooo Jazz's purple and orange halloween look wore off so in a moment of boredom I decided to try pink. As usual I failed to think things though entirely and figured out mid dye that I didn't have enough pink dye. Grrrreat. So I tried to mix two colors of red in with the pink and hope that a shorter process time would result in the pink color I wanted. It almost worked... lol. The result was a simi even peach color. Not what I wanted.

I sent hubby to walmart to purchase that good old standby Food coloring and instructed him to purchase at least five of the big bottles of red. Some minor complaints from him and my new favorite phrase (*sniffle* I'm having your son you know!!!) from me saw him off to wally world to do my bidding.

I really like the results... kinda... well ok I'm not sold but they are growing on me. The peach color kind of peaks through the pink, reminds me of sherbert which is pretty. I had left her 'mane and tail" white planning on doing them purple but ended up getting the red food coloring on them in spite of myself so jst went ahead and did them pink. The color there is a prettier pink IMO than her body since there was really no base dye color underneath. I LOVE the color her topknot came out She has a vet appt at 11:30 monday so after that maybe I'll try and make her mane purple so her haircut doesn't look dumb. Well maybe it looks dumb either way but at least with it dyed a different color people understand what we were going for haircut wise lol.
Pink Poodle... Hubby is 
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Pink Poodle... Hubby is 
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Pink Poodle... Hubby is 
furious-2009_1025pinkjazz0017.jpg Pretty in Pink and relaxing with daddy
You can really see the sherbert look best on her tail in this picture. There was a tiny bit of color there before the food coloring b/c she is sooo good at getting red dye on her tail while I am tryingt o dye the backs of her legs

Hubby doesn't care much for the color. When we go for walks with the dogs he always walks Jazz because he likes her best. He's already been complaining that he doesn't want to walk such a loudly colored dog. Oh well... it'll fade lol assuming I don't re-do the color any time soon. I personally like it and am sooooo proud of myself for having Jazz a whole year before I gave in to the tempation to color her pink!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Welllll Great... ; / (part 2)

Holy cow, he's still commenting about last night... and being that I was tired and Nicholas was kicking around on my bladder we didn't do anything note worthy after hours... *Shrugs* He was in the bathroom with me this morning while I was brushing my hair and suddenly I was hit with the sickness, first time in two days really, and had to hurl myself to the toilet so I could... well hurl. LoL. His response, "Oh sorry honey, is it the soap I used? Can you smell it?" I almost had to puke again, are you kidding me with this?
By the way if anyone is interested my hubby uses Nevea (is that how you spell it??) for men Energy body wash, right now that's the only thing in his shower other than a bottle of Sauve Sweet Pea body wash but surely that's not what smells so good LoL. He also has two deoderants one is Axe the Phenoix scent and the other is Old spice rd Zone, Aqua Reef. At the moment he doesn't have any body sprays except the colonge he doesn't wear unless we're going out which is cool water for men (omg, that DOES smell good lol) He wasn't wearing the cool water last night though or I would have known right away. He doesn't even have any aftershave.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Welllll Great... ; /

Oh sorry... was that sacrcasim?
I even had to start a new thread for this one...

So Hubby has been strutting his stuff all puffed up all day long. He even strutted himself down to Lowes to purchase primer to prime nursery in the making so he can paint it. All of a sudden it has to be done right now. I guess when the doc told me to make just two more appointments he missed the part where she said that was because after the Dec. appointment she would need to see me every two weeks for the last two months (Jan/Feb)
Anyway he shut the door to said nursery in the hopes that I wouldn't breathe in any of the funky fumes. He opened the window in there and turned the fan on high while he worked. I sat in the living room, smelling the fumes anywhere with all the rest of the windows opened and fans on too to keep the air moving. Slowly I became away of the fact that there was noise coming out of the closed off room. First a little stray word here and there and then hummming and then giggling... uhhh Yeah guess who got high as a kite painting the nursery? Wonderful. Why I didn't see that coming I don't know? So in I go to drag him OUT of the bedroom, he kind of stumbled out laughing and leaning against the wall announces that he's a little 'loopy'. Uh hu... A little?? He then starts arguing with me about my insistence that he leave the house and get some fresh air, ya know lets take a walk. Buuuutttt Sweeeetie... *giggle* Sweeeeeetie *giggle* I only have ONE more wall. Finally I convinced him to go with me to walk the poodles and that helped clear his head.Not for long though, since he went right back and finished the last wall, thankfully it didn't take long.

After he finished I stuck him in the shower to clean up because my mother wanted to go look at paint. She wanted to buy us the paint since she's been wanting to help. We get the paint and are standing in line to checkout (john still giggling every so often at nothing in particular) when the lady in front of us in line who had just finished paying turns to him, bats her eyes complete with hooker make up and loudly informs him that he 'smells awesome'... He just stared at her with a big grin not sure what to say (though he was probably thinking, ahhh crap, to bad my WIFE is here... this never happens!) The cashier very nicely and unhelpfully chimes in with she's right, you do smell nice. Out puffs his chest big cheesey grin still in place and he says " Well thank you ladies, I don't know why I smell so good, but maybe it's because I'm having a Son" Then he turns halfway back and points not at me but at the baby belly. Oh my god.... you could just seeeeeeee his head, no the upper body one, swelling. Great. The hooker eyes lady keeps at it and ignores the son comment but says well whatever it is I wish I had a guy that smelled like you, bats her eyes again with what I'm sure was her best redneck come hither, and swings her hips on away.

Are you kidding me?? Am I like on TV or something? Ugh, isn't it rude to throw yourself at somebody else guy? It used to happen when we were dating every once in a while, I know everyone probably experienced that a time or two. You know the waitress NEVER refills your drink but he barely has to take a sip of his before she's there to bring him another. There was one who even slipped her phone number under the glass she had just set on the table. Why I'll never know, Hubby isn't bad looking in my opinion but he's not like the most amazing looking guy ever... at least I didn't think he was??

Anyway back to the store It didn't help that the cashier elaborates on her opinions with 'it's a nice smell, not real strong, soft maybe... just fresh and clean. Ah, and we see the head get bigger. I cut him off before Mr. Nooooo I'm not high could respond and informed her that he just got out of the shower so she must be smelling the soap. She couldn't believe it, Holy cow ma'am what kind of soap do you get him? My husband stinks. Ummm... I dunno, old spice, maybe Axe?? Meanwhile here is High Hubby puffing up all over again no doubt thinking that it's just his manlyness that smells so fantastic. Ugh.

He turned to me when we got in the car and says, "That was like one of those Axe body spray commericals that I've seen. I always watch those and get mad because I mean come on, THAT stuff never happens." Again I'm thinking to myself, yeah it never happens when you're alone, sorry to have ruined your fun.

It's almost midnight here now, we've been home for hours and he keeps mentioning that he never realized that his body wash smelled so good. I tell him all the time that he smells nice but I guess that doesn't count. Maybe that's because I only tell him so that if he ever DOESN'T smell nice I don't have to be shy about telling him that too lol. It's a wonder his head fits through the door, Honestly! Now we'll never get him back to normal!!

Finding out the Sex, Cletus the Fetus is a ..........

We just got home a little bit ago from my doctors appointment, boy was that fun. Maybe I am a bad person but I shamelessly people watch, it's almost a sport to me. Other than the food court at a mall the OB's office is one of the best spots to people watch. Today in spite of it being like 55 degrees outside there were an unsual amount of people wearing sandals and flip flops. Sure, I know we live near the beach, the hopsital is right on the water I get that open toed shoes are normal here. However, Jeff Foxworthy's redneck fashion tips ("say No to the flip flop" LoL) kept flashing through my mind and it was a real struggle to keep it to myself. I was soooooooo worried that the gods would be offened if I dared to point out to my husband even half of what I observed. He kept looking up at me from the baby magazine he was flipping through with a look that was clearly annoyed. I would sit quietly and then be overcome with giggles as my mind worked out various observations about the people around me, then I would make a weird noise sort of like a cough/gasp/sneeze/hiccup as I tried to stop myself my laughing. Having to pee REAAAALLLLYYYY badly didn't help matters. The reason I was people watching is to keep my mind off the full bladder and off the fact that we'd be seeing Cletus soon and there was probably something wrong with him you know murphy's law and all. I just KNEW that if I pointed out the fugly yellow toenails on the young boy sitting across form me with his grilfriend wearing flip flops or the lady sitting two feet away with the larger than average crooked/and deformed big toe in desinger sandles that we were going to get onto the table for our Ultrasound and have the nurse tell us everything was fine with Cletus... well so long as we didn't count the clubbed foot, lack of both ears, six fingers on each hand, and the big honker of a nose that would be four sized bigger than normal for his entire life. I halfway expected to see the mark of the beast staring back at me as it is what with how sick the little guy has been making me and how I shamefuly laughed myself to tears at pictures my sister showed me of how ugly and mutant like her step sister's new baby is.... (and in my defense we're talking cone head, ears that stick waaayyyy out, bugged out eye all set on a tiny little body... Im sure he'll be a brad pit when he grows up but right now... ROFL)

So anyway I survived the waiting room without laughing out loud OR peeing on myself, (always a good thing), and finialy it was my turn to go have a peek at our little growing spawn..errr baby. I was really dreading the ultrasound, the last one HURT and made me throw up. Apparently though now that cletus is bigger they don't have to press so hard on my tummy(or my bladder) to see him. I am happy to announce that we found the appropriate number of fingers, toes, legs, feet, hands, and ears and the nose is a normal size. Cletus weighs a shade over a pound and is 22 weeks old. He was VERY active for our little peep show. Almost to active as it took a long time for them to get all the measurements they needed lol. I was so worried our creature would be shy and we wouldn't get to find the gender... no such worries.... must come from dad. Cletus was eager to show off that "little bit" of annatomy which brings me to the best part of all though you've probably already guessed...

Cletus the Fetus is a

He is no longer Cletus the Fetus he now has a real name

Say hello to baby Nicholas Sean