I saw this on Tami's Blog and thought it would be fun to do.
Anal...what a way to start this off eh?! I'm not talking about buttholes here people. I am talking about my way of life. I am so anal about everything. My house, my kids, my clothes, my food, everything. I can't help it it's just the way I am. My brother lovingly refers to me as "nazi".
Blogging...my sweet hubs gives me crap every day about my blog and asks me what is going on in blog land but I don't care. He can pick all he wants. I've had a blog for 10+ years and I love it. I especially like this blog because I can go back and relive the first year of my girl's life.
Crafting...I'm always working on something. Lately it's all birthday stuff. If you haven't checked out my facebook page go check it out.
Dogs...we have two shi-chis (shitzu and chihuahua). Tucker and Ari. They are nothing alike in any way shape or form. I never write about them much. I'm a bad dog mom since P was born. P loves them to pieces and chases them around now that she is mobile. The poor little guys. They only are interested in her when she's eating. Today in fact, Tucker took a orange to the head. It stuck there for a few minutes too.
Ari as a baby
Entertaining...not to toot my own horn but TOOT TOOT YA'LL!! I don't really know if I am entertaining but people tell me that all the time. Loud, goofy, and quick witted are things I have been called hundreds of times. I don't know if my "online persona" can truly capture who I am though.
Foul...yes it is true. I sometimes swear like a trucker (not in front of my nugget though!) and get a kick out of dirty jokes. But I try to keep it PG 13 on here. My dad reads this for goodness sake people!! Just kidding...really I should use the word FAMILY here because my little one is my #1 priority.
Grandma...my Meme. Pretty much my favorite person in the world (ok, besides P and Dustin). She is my rock. I talk to her constantly and can tell her anything and everything. She's the first person I call when I am feeling down. She pretty much raised me growing up. I was with her 24/7 and even stayed all night with her every night. My giant rose tattoo? Represents her. It is her last name and her favorite flower. She is the sweetest and funniest little lady you will ever meet. I am always posting stuff that she says on facebook and I always get way more responses than with stuff I said. She is hilarious without even trying. I am so glad my mom was an only child because if I had to share her with anyone else besides my brother I'd be beating some ass. I don't share well.
Home...is where the heart is. Dustin's job sends us all over the place. I have come to learn not to get attached to any home or any place. Home is wherever we are. In the (almost) 6 years that we have been together we have lived 4 places. Michigan, California, Virginia, and now here in Illinois. We are due to move again soon and this time may be harder for me. Not because I like Illinois, I mean really what is there to like? It's flat. It's cold. It's expensive (almost 8k in taxes a year, blah). BUT this is the house I was pregnant in. This is the house we brought our baby home to. This is the house she spent her first year. But, thats all superficial. The memories of all those moments are what matters.
Internet...it might be an addiction. I literally can't go a day without it and I will admit it. It's 2011 people if you don't check the internet every day there is something wrong with you, I decided! I read the news, I shop, I catch up with friends, I stalk people. You know...the usual.
Jokester...I am rarely too serious. Dustin and I are constantly joking and carrying on with each other. I can't take it when people are SO serious all the time. Life is meant to be fun!
Kiddos...I love kids. I went to school for early childhood education. I taught preschool for 5 years and then decided I was tired of being sick. As much I love kids I couldn't take being at the doctor every week. So we decided to have our own babies and I could just stay home with them! I plan on having AT LEAST three. Maybe more. I kid Dustin and tell him I want to be a hipper version of the Duggars.
Loni...That's ME! And no it's not short for anything. I was apparently named after some uncle of my mother's. I think if you'd ask my dad it was probably after Loni Anderson who I am sure all males in the 80's had a crush on.
Mama...my favorite role in life. I love being a mom. I love hearing my nugget say mama even if she doesn't even know that is who I am. I have done nothing greater and will do nothing greater than be a mom.
Nugget...yes I call my child nugget. I can't help myself. She is so little and cute, it just seems fitting.
Open...maybe a little too much sometimes but I'd rather just say what I'm thinking than hold it and be annoyed.
Peyton...That is Baby P's name. It's not a big secret. I just always call her "P" because that is what we have always called her. Want me to be honest? I didn't really like the name Peyton. My husband picked it out and fell in love with it. I called her P so I didn't have to say Peyton. Want to know what else? The name I wanted (and a future daughters name) that Dustin "didn't like"? He decided he liked it when Peyton was about 2 months old. Perfect. I don't mind the name Peyton now. I love it because I love her.
Quiet time...some days I LONG for this. I love hearing P talk and babble and giggle. What I don't love? Whining and fussing and screaming. It can wear on you so bad. Many times, like right now, I will just sit in peace and quiet while she is napping and enjoy myself. No tv. No music. Just silence. ahhh...
Religion...another subject I don't talk much about. It is a touchy subject for a lot of people and I have my beliefs and you have yours and we are all good. In case you were wondering I am Lutheran.
Stay at home mama..my all time favorite job. It is also the hardest job. I don't get much of a break. I don't get paid. I get woke up all the time. My days are long and exhausting. Sometimes smelly. And disgusting. Snotty. Covered in drool, spit up and god knows what else. BUT every second is worth it. I have witnessed the firsts of everything my daughter has done. I haven't missed a thing. On October 27, I can say that I have spend 365 days straight with my baby. I can't imagine ever leaving her.
Twenty Seven...years young. That's how old I am. Baby number two I hope to be about 29 when it is born. Meaning we won't be trying for numero dos till winter 2012/13.
Undecided...on everything. I have the worst time making decisions. Which might be why I have 100 birthday party projects started and not finished. I keep changing my mind!
Vacation...ah how I wish to go on vacation again. We love going places but only manage about one semi-big trip a year. Dustin works too much. We took P on her first vacation this past July. Dustin had to work in Puerto Rico so we decided to make a vaca out of it and stay extra days. It was a lot of fun! We have lived some amazing places where we took mini vacas all the time. Like when we lived in Santa Rosa, CA we took trips to Yosemite, Tahoe, Bodega Bay, San Fran, Monterey Bay, Napa, all over the place. Tahoe and Yosemite are up there on my list of MUST VISIT places in the world.
the time change killed me - notice the bags under my eyes
Weight...you're going to hate me probably. But I can't help it. I've never really had an issue with weight. I've always been pretty small. Even at my biggest (besides pregnant) I was still 145lbs at 5'9". I usually somehow always stick somewhere around 125lbs. I try not to eat too much crap and I used to do yoga 5 days a week although I definitely am not able to do it that often anymore. When I was pregnant I thought Oh sure, I'll gain the "healthy" 25lbs and be good to go. Girl please. I gained 40lbs quick and easy. I didn't understand that at all. Sure, I was hungry 24/7 but I am always hungry 24/7. In the last few months I was gaining 2-3lbs a week. My midwife was never concerned and I got used to seeing the scale go up and up. At 4 months post partum I was back to my pre preggo size. Don't hate me.
X...really? I've got nothing.
You...I love my followers! And I love reading your blogs. I am amazed that all of these people care what I have to say and about my boring little life!
Z'ssssss....something I'm sort of finally getting. Sort of because we still have plenty of nights where Ms. P decides to wake up 5 times a night. Teething sucks.
So there you have it! Anything else you want to know feel free to ask me!!!