How I told Kenny

My Thursday that week was spent buying and taking pee stick tests. They all came back with ghost lines. So faint, I wasn't sure if I was seeing things. I called the Dr. and they couldn’t get me in until 2 weeks later.

Screw that.

I knew Planned Parenthood would take walk-ins for that sort of thing, so I went by there. The test came back negative. What a flippin' waste of money.

Still not convinced, I thought I would just wait it out. The only problem was that I was supposed to meet my mom and some other people for happy hour the next evening. Kindof needed to know if I could have a beer or not.

I went out to dinner with Linds that evening and ended up telling her about my day. She told me to go buy more tests and take them in the morning. Sounded like a hassle, so I just went home and went to bed.

Kenny had no clue about my day. I told him nothing.

Friday at lunch, I left work, and on my way home I couldn’t take it any more. I went and bought another test. After taking it and waiting 2 minutes, I was still not totally satisfied with the result. "YES" or "NO" works a lot better than a million shades of a pink or blue lines. I know that if you see a line, you are preggo. No matter how faint. Still didn't believe it. I called Lindsley and told her about my dilemma. She told me to come over and show her and that is exactly what I did.

Friday night, I was waiting outside in my car for my mom to get to the bar and I was texting Kenny. There was a lot of small talk and then I spilled it.

Me: Ugh. It is going to be so annoying going to the bar and not being able to drink!

Kenny: Why aren't you drinking?

Me: (sent picture of test taken with blue cross on it)

Kenny: Holy S! You are preggers?!?

Me: So it seems.

Yes internet. I told Kenny over a text and I wouldn't change it for anything. Linds was trying to help me think of a cute and clever way to tell him and after thinking about it, I wanted no part of it. Anyone that knows me is not surprised that I did it that way and Kenny thought it was hilarious. We actually told his siblings via text as well.

The moms got a grandma card on their doors at their homes. My mom was less than thrilled (by the way we told her) , but that's a whole other blog.

My pants are so on fire

I would like to take this moment to apologize to everyone. I have been a bit fat liar pants for the past few months.

Here are the real reasons I did not go to/participate in the following:

Tony's with my mom and coworkers on February 6th: I said I was not drinking because Kenny and I were going to work out after I left. The real reason was because I found out I was preggers about 5 hours earlier.

Canceled getting a peel from Alison: Apparently putting acid on your skin is not good for a growing embryo.

St. Patrick's party at Kris and Patrick's: I said I woke up feeling horrible. Truth is, second hand smoke, and a lot of it, is also not good for a growing embryo.

St. Patrick's Day: I told all my friends they were lame for not getting back to me but really, I didn't "advertise" like I normally do, because I couldn't enjoy the day anyway! No green beer? Sacrilege!

I also lied to Amy about doing the Muddy Buddy this year. I avoided beer and alcohol on way too many occasions. I turned down a margarita-unheard of. Napa was a little less delicious because of the absence of wine in my stomach.

And sorry Linda, Pete and whoever else for lying straight to you face when you just came out and said/asked if I was. But, frankly, I do get asked all the time. It seems that the second someone is married, that is the only question people ask from there on out! Granted, it just happened to be true this time.

For those of you that feel I should have told you a long time ago, don’t be mad. Very few people knew-mostly just immediate family. It was hard keeping it from everyone, but we felt better waiting a while.

Due date: November 12th

I could so easily be huuuuuuuuge

This site is hilarious. Thisiswhyyourefat.com is a site dedicated to photos of "disgusting" foods. Um.....looking through all of them, I would say more then 80% looked pretty delicious to me. I have a serious problem. I would have to pass on the Twinkie Wiener Sandwich-a hot dog served between Twinkies and then topped with Cheez Whiz. I even have limits.

Reusable baggies

I just bought these adorable reusable baggies from a little shop at Etsy. They are great for anything dry. Since Kenny started working in Denver and he now brings his lunch every day and I am trying to bring more snacks to work, these are perfect! We put "wet stuff" (like melon) in Tupperware, and use wrap-n-mats for our sandwiches. No waste here!

To do list

1. Stop eating for at least one hour out of the day. Time I am sleeping does not count, although it totally should.

2. Clean my house. I mean really clean it. The outside and inside have started to become one with the grass bits and little dirty paw prints on the floor. Also, the dust-bunnies may or may not be close to the same size as the dogs.

3. Get some sun. Not a lot. Just enough. I think being almost translucent is wrong in so many ways.

4. Go through my DVR. I have no clue why half the shows on there are being recorded, but it is taking up “Keeping up with the Kardashians” room. And, while I am at it, go through my “friends”. Get rid of some of those too.

5. Get next Wednesday’s post ready. It’s a good one, Internet.

Home again

We are home. Boston was great. We were out and about the entire time we were there, and like San Francisco, walked a million miles. My legs are still a bit sore.

Wednesday: We flew in Wednesday afternoon and after checking into our hotel, we walked around to see what was in our area. For dinner, we went to Bukowski’s. It was a great dive with delicious burgers. Not too exciting a day.

Thursday: We woke up and decided to walk the Freedom Trail. It was a chilly, but still a good time. We found Mike’s Pastry which was probably tops on my list and shared a cannoli. The whole trail is about 2.5 miles, but total, we walked closer to 5. After we were done with the trail, we took the T to the Samuel Adams brewery for a tour and tasting.

Friday: We took a bus out to Harvard and walked around campus. We went to their museum which had animals on display that were over 100 years old. It smelled like dust in there. That afternoon, we went to the Charles river and took a nap on a dock we found. We walked back to the hotel to get ready for our baseball game! What are the odds that the Sox would be playing the Yankees while we were there? I mean, seriously?!? They were, and it was not easy, but we got tickets! It was such an awesome game. The atmosphere was amazing and the fans, some of the best! The seats were completely filled. The game went 11 innings and the Sox won!

Saturday: We took a boat out to go whale watching. We got to see a few whales, and a seal, and even some dolphins. I started to feel a bit sick half way through so I took a break and laid down on the bench on the boat. It was freezing and windy, so Kenny and I thought we would go down to the second level where there was an inside cabin. We walked in there and there were a ton of people way worse off then I was. Their heads were leaning on the tables, people were lying on the floor. We had entered the sick ward. There was also a funk in the air and just as I noticed it, someone came by me with a full barf-bag. We were standing right next to the trash can so she had to walk right by me to throw it away. Then another person headed our way, but her bag was dripping (I am gagging while typing this). So, we went back outside. Kenny went to the first level cabin to see if it was any better-nope. Worse. Ugh-so gross. When we got back to land, we took a break and just sat outside for a bit. I hate that I get seasick. I can’t do anything about it.

Something I noticed while in Boston: Before we actually went, I was looking for restaurants online. I saw that there were a ton of French restaurants, from casual café’s to expensive, fancy places. When we got there, there were French people everywhere! I assume, they were mostly French-Canadian, because Quebec is relatively close. I swear we never went more than 5 minutes without hearing someone speaking French. I would say we had a 50/50 split between French and heavy Boston accents. Am I missing something? I thought Boston was known more-so for the Irish…..

Pictures on "Our life" link to the right

Off to Boston

Kenny and I leave for Boston next week! Neither of us has been and we both thought it sounded like a really great place to visit! I have no idea what we are going to do when we get there, but I am going to try to figure some of it out this weekend. I have had a few suggestions thrown out that sounded pretty good too! I am not even worried about it because 1.I won't be at work and 2.I will be with Kenny. What could be better?

Stupid gym

Why is it that whenever we don’t belong to a gym, all I want to do is go and when we have a membership, it's the last thing I want to do? We are currently donating to 24 Hour Fitness. I don’t think we have been for close to a month. I want to go, but when I get home I get so unmotivated. It only gets worse if I wait for Kenny to get home. Then I feel bad for leaving the dogs again. Then I am hungry for dinner. Then I am tired. Excuses, excuses. Every time I go I feel so great after and wonder why I don’t go every single day. It really helped when I had a personal trainer because I had to go-not a choice.

I would much rather be outside walking, hiking, or riding my bike but the weather needs to be nice to do that! We have another storm coming through the next few days, so there goes that idea for the weekend.

A few words on my trip to San Francisco

I'm home. Had a great time. The work part of it was pretty painless and then Kenny came out Thursday morning. Ryan and Darcie were fantastic hosts. We ate way to much food and walked a million miles. Hopefully, we walked off most of the calories consumed but I highly doubt it. I got a bunch of blisters on my feet. We saw the Golden Gate bridge, Alcatraz, Golden Gate Park, the aquarium, went to Napa, and did some other things in between. We were bombarded by seagulls and mass poop bombs, ate too many delicious treats to count, and Kenny had a failed attempt at surfing (too cold and windy).

San Francisco

Well, I am off to San Francisco. I will be there for work through Wednesday and then Kenny is going to fly out on Thursday! We will head back Sunday to spend Easter with family. We are both really looking forward to the trip, and our good friends Ryan and Darcie will definitely make it a fun one!

I will be sure to post some pictures when we get back and hopefully I will have a story or two to share.