Monday, February 27, 2006
lazy hazy crazy
I go to the gym. I work out hard, and it feels good while Im doing it. Then I come home, my heart relaxes and my body feels as though it's been zapped of all energy it ever owned. Nothing feels better than to just lie around and not move. Perhaps doze off. Oh and eat a lot too. I get a ravaging appetite. I come home thinking "I can get this and this and this done today..." and as I let my hefty body down onto my bed it all becomes a blur and I think "maybe later..." It's like someones given me a tranquilizer and it will not be ineffective in it's purpose. That's that.
We went by Wade and Sharae's house last night with Evan and Esther. I dont know if I've really mentioned them before. They're a couple in our ward who just had a premature baby (so tiny and cute) and live with Sharae's inactive parents in this huge nice house in Ladysmith. I was so uncomfortable in their house! I dont really know why. They have this short haired cat and I am sooo allergic to it. I always have such a reaction at their house which I find weird, because you'd think short hair equals less shedding and "dander"hee hee. My back was really bothering me too, like I just couldnt get comfortable. That's been happening a lot lately. I thought it was just our couch that wasnt comfortable but apparently not, because they have really nice couches. We came home exhausted. Sleep wasnt so great for me either- tossing and turning from one side to the other. I thought that didnt happen until you were uncomfortably large. I dont know maybe it was just last night.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 3:30 PM
Sunday, February 26, 2006
My weekend
Kyle took me out on a date night on Friday. It was the first in a long time. We really shouldnt have spent the money but we needed it, and we had a nice time together. We went out for dinner at Kelseys. WE hadnt been there in a long time and there were some new things on the menu. We each ordered a pasta meal which came with a soup or salad and a dessert. I didnt realize this though, and I also ordered a chocolate milkshake which I have been craving a long time. As usual, this was too much food. The milkshake was SOOOO GOOD!!! I dont regret it at all. The food was good too, and we both had most of it packed up in a doggy bag. We had some good conversations, laughing and suggesting boy's names to eachother and just forgetting whatever else isnt going well for us. Then we went to see "When a stranger calls" at the theatre. It was good. Its nothing to rant and rave about, but it succeeded in scaring me, and it wasnt over the top, or the kind of scarey movie that leaves you feeling dark and creeped out. Some good entertainment. We came home and watched some t.v and ate our desserts. Evan stopped by to get some hair stuff from me and we talked about Canadian Idol.
Saturday was work. Since they refuse to give me any extra clients, I only had one real client yesterday and a couple blow dries. The rest of the time was spent cleaning the whole salon while the other junior stylist Tiffany (who just started in December) had hair cuts and a pretty full day. For some reason it really bothered me on Saturday. I dont like feeling like Im at the bottom. I've already been there and I feel I have earned the right to not be anymore. Im the shampoo girl, the floor sweeper, the one who clients wonder if Im actually a stylist, or maybe a student there helping out. Finally that ended and I got to come home. Before anyone else who was working that day of course, but on Saturday I didnt mind as much because I had done so much physical labour that my body was tired. Cleaning a salon that big all by yourself can be tiring. My pants are getting too tight around the waist, and I cant bend over= feeling like I've been punched in the gut every time I try.
Saturday evening we spent some time with leah and steve. It was fun, we've been playing skip-bo everytime we go there lately and it's been fun. I never ever win, and yet I still enjoy it. Weird. Leah donated some of her maternity clothes to my cause and among them was a cute black skirt with a black ruffle along the bottom that her grandmother made into a maternity skirt. I wore it today, and quite like it. I feel bad taking other people's clothes because they'll need them again and I dont want to wear them out or reck them. I need to get some of my own. Hopefully sometime soon.
In church today it was my turn to do sharing time with my class. We told about Daniel and the Lion's den and then played a game about obedience with the lions. The goal was to get the disobedient lions to obey so that the angel would stop them from eating us. It was fun for my class. They are always so excited to be involved and incharge of stuff, so I basically just let them do the whole thing on their own. I'm glad that is over though.
Kyle and I had an arguement about him and the computer today. It seems to be an ongoing thing that we'll never agree on. Its so frusterating. One really frusterating thing about it is that Kyle will just say "I dont want to talk about it" or "we're not having this conversation" which I dont think is fair. What can I do if he refuses to address the situation? I dont know. Oh well.
Our oven is cleaning its self right now and it smells yucky. It makes me feel like I can hardly breathe. Now this is one long entry about nothing....
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Sarahstottle posted @ 4:24 PM
Monday, February 20, 2006
hard working husband
I went to the gym this morning, and as usual that leaves me feeling tired and sleepy for the rest of the day. I've been lazing around the house, while Kyle paints. Something I should be helping him with. Maybe later...
Nevermind I just asked him and there's nothing I can do. I guess that leaves me the regular household chores such as dishes. Nothing I hate doing more than dishes. Dont know why, its not like its hard or takes that long, it just isnt fun for me, especially when I know I'll be making more dirty ones later. sigh.
Tonight Douglas is being my model. I hope that's ok, I know there's a supposed age limit, I think its fourteen or something, but he looks fourteen. Part of the purpose of having models is to go out into society and meet new people who will hopefully come back and be a regular client. I dont do that. I just try and find people i know. oh well. I need lion picures. Where's a fwuff when I need one? Ok Im tired of writing about nothing. My life just isnt that interesting.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 1:23 PM
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
The beginning of my day with Laura
Im in Vancouver for the day to Laura's hair and to play with her. My morning started with me startling myself awake with the fear that I had slept in and was going to miss the ferry. I dont know why I did this, as I set the alarm and wouldnt have slept through it. I still had thirty minutes of sleep before I had planned on getting up but I startled my self so much that I couldnt fall back asleep. So I lay in bed and contemplated getting up. Well I didnt want to get up until I knew what to wear and it took me a long time to decide because of the sparse amount of maternity clothes that I have. Delanie just gave me hers, which is a huge help, but still. I could feel the vest that Amy got me for Christmas calling out to me, and I thought I should wear it because it's getting to the point where doing the zipper up around the tummy is barely possible. Well the vest wasnt the best of choices because it means I go without an actual jacket and today was FREEZING!!!
Laura was late picking me up from the ferry for the first time EVER. There was no where warm to wait. I was soo so so so cold. The crisp morning air was biting right through me. I even flirted with the thought of asking one of the taxi drivers if I could wait his warm cozy looking car. Laura finally showed about 15- 20 minutes late. She told me of her plans: we stop at our favourite food store: Whole foods, and pick up lunch items, come home, do her hair, eat, and then embark out to a few maternity stores and stop somewhere for some cheesecake for me (apparently she's not into having any). It all sounded good to me except that I have 0 money to spend so maternity shopping wasnt necessary really. I mean, sort of fun to look but also maybe sad because I know I dont get to have anything. We agreed to at least go to the area and look around, because other cute shops are around too.
We made our stop at whole foods. I had to exit the car just as I was finally starting to feel defrosted. We made our rounds and looked and admired and it seemed to go without saying that we'd get the same as last time which was thin crust pizza and a panini accompanied by salmon chunks...laura will pick up where I left off.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 12:29 PM
Friday, February 10, 2006
I dont know what to write...
Not much going on in the life of Sarahstottle. Yesterday I only worked for two hours. It was really dead. Im fed up with having no money. Its just plain tiring. I find it so ironic that my income is the only one coming in right now and its siginificantly smaller than when we were both bringing in income. But I dont want to bore anyone with my poverty woes. I know most people are in the same boat.
Tasha sent me a package, just out of the blue. It was really nice of her. It contained a pair of fluffy duck slippers, little packets of foot treatments, and relaxing bath stuff, tired leg gel, some heart-shaped real fruits and mini eggs. I miss her. She's saving to come out here and visit so hopefully I'll get to see her at some point. She can make me laugh so hard. Its weird to think of her as a mommy. When I talk to her it feels as though nothing has ever changed, and yet she's married to someone I've only met once and hardly know, and has a baby. So much of her life I'm not aquainted with. I miss all my Albertan friends. I wish i could just hop on an overnight bus and visit for days and days. Ah well, B.C is beautiful and I like nanaimo.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 10:22 AM
I dont know what to write...
Not much going on in the life of
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Sarahstottle posted @ 10:22 AM
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Sunshiney
I woke up today feeling all sunshiney and happy. Kyle made me my favourite breakfast entitled "yummy breakfast." Its a fried egg sandwich on toasted white with chees and salt (0f course) and pepper. I love it. I could have it every day and never get sick of it. Already, the perfect start to my sunshiney day. I cant believe the difference the sun makes on my mood. It makes me long so much for summer, and to just enjoy the great outdoors. Camping. I love camping.
I cleaned the house and rushed off to my midwife appointment. Of course, any reminder that I have a baby growing inside of me is a happy one. We discussed the results of my ultrasound. She said that the size of the baby's head and stomach were normal, but the legs were especially long. Nothing wrong with being long-leggud. Everything seems to be fine with the baby, and I feel fine so that's all good. I came home and threw together a meal in the crockpot. Im trying Andreas cheesy potato soup recipe. We'll see how it goes. Then my grumpy husband and I left for parksville. He had a meeting at the bank with Ann. How ironic that he has to be grumpy when Im so cheery. He was wearing his hat that slightly resembles an old man hat which only added to the whole Im cranky look. Claims he just woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Sometimes I wonder if men have their own pms...
Now Im at mom's doing her hair. It's taking a long time to process. Urg. Stubborn hair that's mostly cuticle.
I was going through my photo album a few days ago. I have a lot of funny pictures of the twins. Like when they were little and didnt know how to smile for the camera. Or the stage they were nicknamed "owl" and "cat" because of the haircuts mom made them get. Ha ha. Well, its not like mom didnt wreck my hair at times too. Need I remind anyone of the bangs that were cut all the way to my ears which would grow into flaps and Evan and Jordan would say I had side burns? Half my head would be ugly bangs!! Anyway, then there was the time that I had just gotten my own camera from Jordan for Christmas. I "did the twins up" with their and we had a photo shoot. I was teaching them how to look sassy (or so I thought) and I got them to do a lot of funny things and poses. I also gave them really weird make-up in a few. Those were the days when the twins thought I was cool, and my opinion had some weight. Anyway, it made me laugh, and actually Bethany, I have a lot of you and shadow together if you're interested...
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Sarahstottle posted @ 4:34 PM
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Sicky wicky-woo
Yesterday I was sick. Boy was I ever. On Sunday evening Evan and Esther came over out of boredom. I payed the price. I believe it was four in the morning for me. I woke up, my tummy feeling rather unhappy. I couldnt get comfortable no matter how hard I tried. I thought/ hoped it would pass, or maybe that the baby was kicking my stomach, but alas, Evan's sickness got the better of me. The wost thing about it was that I didnt have very much in my stomach in the first place. I was throwing up so hard that I thought I was going to pop a blood vessel in my eye. It was soooo awful. I resigned myself to the couch so I could leave Kyle in peace. That whole day was shot, and today Im feeling better, but not 100%. I'm so glad that kind of sickness only lasts 24 hours for me, because I couldnt handle it otherwise. For the record, fwuff its soooo not fun to be throw-up sick.
I was looking forward to wearing my new maternity pants and flaunting my new sassy hair colour (which apparently doesnt look any different to the untrained eye) at work that day. Actually, I was grateful that I actually had work, seeing as it has been scarce. Oh well, when you're sick what can you do?
Kyle put the lamanate floor in our living room/ dining room yesterday, and today he's doing the kitchen and the area between bedroom and stairs (I dont know what to call it) I looks nice. Its nice to be able to see our plans come to life in our house.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 1:38 PM
Sicky
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Sarahstottle posted @ 1:38 PM