this is the part where i would declare myself a hot mess, but i think you have to be somewhat hot in order to be that. and people? i am not. i’m surrounded by a pile of used tissues (i’d totally post a picture because it’s that mountainous, but honestly i think avian flu can be spread though blog contact and well, i like you.) and my under-nose is raw. i am the epitome of those new nyquil commercials that show uncomfortably sick people sleeping with their mouths open that make you giggle, until that person is you.

last night, i took daytime theraflu before going to bed. bad idea. i felt all kinds of hyped up and when the cat threatened to cough up a hairball (twice), i think i may have thrown her right into the wall (ok A, i am really ocd about gross stuff being on my comforter, and B, i think the theraflu made me a whackadoo. sorry meow meow) in fear that she would harf it on my head. i got NO sleep, tossed and turned all night, and was miserable. now i’m here whining about it to you, when i should be giving away something cool because it’s my 200th post. sigh.

i have nothing cool to say or giveaway. sorry guys. not only do i not have anything, but i’m actually going to ask you some favors (how big of a jerk am i? ok, don’t answer that). one, someone (seriously, was it you?) nominated this blog for a favorite mommy blogger over at babble. so if you like us, please head over there and hit the thumbs up button by our name.

also, on our FB fan page, upload a ugly picture of your baby. it’s just for fun and came about after i took possibly the most ridiculous photo of Harper EVER. i want to see some oogly pics of some cute babies. the ones that people have posted so far are hilarious! so go over and do that. now.

might as well click on the top baby blogs since you’re here. (i think i just heard the interwebs say “what else do you want from me, blood?!”)

me? i’m off to see who can whine louder, me or Scot. happy 200th, readers.

fun and FREE crafty ideas. tons of downloadable and printable goodies! i felt my head would explode at first at all the things i wanted to do RIGHT NOW, but took a step back, calmed down, and decided it would be more reasonable to try maybe one a week. i mean, seriously, contruct your own paper birds! why?! i don’t know nor do i care, cause that is my next project. man, i bet scot would be stoked to know the AMAZING things i do during the day while he works hard to support our family. sheesh.

anyways, check it out! with the printable gift tags, cards, notes, wallpapers, foldy-paper-statues and the like, you’ll be busy for hours. i however only have one 45 minute nap a day (i know right? it’s not very long), so today i simply printed this free artwork and slapped it in a frame for H’s room.

since i have a really gross cold and my motor skills are lacking (as is my ability to talk or breathe, but you don’t need those to do crafts), i’ll be saving the birdy paper fun for another day.

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well friends, i’m off to curl up in the fetal position with a box of kleenex and my remote. i have at least 37 minutes left of naptime.

the weekend was pretty ok. friday night i went to a memorial for Brian and kind of wish i hadn’t. videos of him on bigscreens, his family, grown men crying everywhere…it was too much. tacoma’s heart is broken and you can see it everywhere you go. it was a rough night. sunday morning i woke to the baby crying, so i stumble into her room to get her, and Scot comes running in saying “i got it honey, go back to bed”. ::cue angels singing:: the dude had already been up, to the store and back with donuts, chocolate milk, coffee and a bouquet of flowers for me. just because. swoon and double swoon.

we had a nice day lazing around the house as a family watching football, eating and playing. it was rad! the monster is really taking a liking to saying “uh-oh” and making her new concerned/mean/”whatchu talkin’ bout” face, which cracks us up. now if only her nose would stop running…

i’ve been all kinds of crazy making decor for her birthday party (only 26 more days until my little bean is ONE!). banners, cupcake toppers, door hangers, confetti shaped like elephants, etc. pretty excited. this friday is my TEN year highschool reunion. wow. i’m nervous but really looking forward to it. then saturday we have H’s one year pics at the pumkin patch which means picking pumpkins, corn mazes and hay rides, too! so excited to see my little halloween baby in the pumpkins. squee!

i’ll leave you with a few photos since i’ve been slacking on the posts lately. peace!

as of today, her nose is still a faucet (when does it end?), Scot and i are in full blown sick mode and i’m officially terrified to leave the house. my mom got it bad also. this sucks.

i do have some pretty cute pics to share though. this one is just sad. monday = the worst of it. 102° fever and NO sleep. poor dear!feeling a bit better on wednesday.

i call this one “mommy and daddy are so screwed when you’re a teenager because you already know how to make faces like this”.

miss modest.

now off to drink sleepy time tea and hope that i can sleep through my old itchy throat and stuffed nose. and to the sickness gods, please spare us the rest of the season – this really blows.