Fountain Fun

Sophia enjoys being outside and today she discovered the small fountain on our front porch. She even took several steps to get to the fountain and did this funny number where she'd look at me upside down. She'll be walking soon. I think I'm going to get her the sandbox and water table combo for some outside playtime, so she doesn't have to use the porch fountain for play. LOL.

My Stitch 'N Bitch Tea Party

Knitting and tea parties? What could be more fun? Am I all grannied out or what! I've always enjoyed entertaining and I recently found a new love for tea parties after I hosted one for my cousin Yvonne's birthday party. There's just something appealing about getting out the fine china, silver flatware, linens, and antique tea pot and dressing the table up with candles and flowers. So I decided to host a Stitch 'N Bitch Tea Party at my casa on a Saturday afternoon. We enjoyed tea sandwiches, scones with lemon curd, and lemon Madeleines.

Whoever said I'd never put the antique Grosvenor tea set my Grandmother gave me to good use? ;)

Something new for Sophia

Today was a new experience for Sophia. She went on a swing for the FIRST time and LOVED it. During our morning walk, we stopped off at a small park within my subdivision when I noticed they had those special swings for wee ones, so I popped her in and voila! She was swinging without any worries of falling over.

I Stitch 'N Bitch

Huh? What's Stitch 'N Bitch?

In the crazy transformation of hobbies I've decide to try lately - knitting is now one of them. A sect of the SAHM group I belong to discovered the world of knitting, and so we've created a new group solely for knitters, and a local Stitch 'N Bitch was born. And I'm now an official Stitch 'N Bitcher! Wahoo!

The name refers to informal groups ("circles") of knitters who get together on a weekly or monthly basis in cafes or bars to knit and socialize and these groups have exploded all over the nation. No longer just for grannies, knitting has become hip to the younger crowd and going away is the negative social stigma that knitting has attached to it and bringing more recognition to the hip, creative and edgy sides of the craft.

I would have never, ever, EVER thought I'd want to pick up the needles and actually WANT to knit something, but alas, I did - and I finished. And I'm hooked. Ok, so my first project was the standard beginner project - the scarf - and I'm not certain it can even be called that because it's not very long, so I suppose I can call it a long swatch of knitted yarn. This baby took a while to crank out. It has many, many, MANY imperfections and even had an episode of tangled yarn, but I'm proud to say - I didn't give up.

I'm very surprised at how therapuetic knitting can actually be. You can do it anywhere, anytime and is a good remedy for that nervous energy I tend to get from time to time. I'm proud to be part of the new knitting movement!

Here's a photo of my "scarf"

And below is the yummy yarn I'm using to just play around and experiment with. Trying to learn the *Continental Way* of knitting (I was taught the English way) and also trying to learn how to Purl, which I've been unsuccessful at both. I'm hosting a Stitch 'N Bitch Tea Party at my house this weekend, so perhaps some more seasoned knitters can help me get my Knit On!

Stroller Strides

Since it's starting to warm up in Central Texas and we've had our dose of cabin fever, I decided to invest in a quad stroller - I was itching to get out of the house! We tested it out and it handled fairly well considering the grand size. It's like the Hummer of strollers. What I wasn't expecting was the workout I'd get from this thing. Pushing 60+ is not as easy as I thought. Just one bit of an incline and I'm set into workout mode (burning legs, shortness of breath, weakened arms). The good news is that I hope this boosts getting rid of the extra padding pregnancy and staying home has left on me.

Here's Sophia and her posse... (and no she doesn't have a mohawk - just a bad hair day)

Hawaii Anyone?

Instead of retyping and condensing what I posted in my MySpace blog while I was in Hawaii, I thought it be easiest on me to "copy and paste" here. I know - I'm lazy, but my eyes are going googly from sorting and uploading images to Tabblo, so I'm a copying and a pasting away!

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2.04.2007

As you can tell from my title, we made it to Hawaii -actually, the better term is--we survived. Traveling with a family, or I should say -- an infant, poses many challenges. I don't want to begin my Hawaiian blog with complaints because, hey we're in MAUI, one of the most beautiful places on this planet! Ahh, but you know me, I am a chick and I need to vent because I'm surrounded by men on this trip and they don't like to listen to this stuff. Ha!

So our journey began at 5:00 am. We were up till 11:30 pm packing the night before, so we definitely weren't well rested. Got the baby up, dressed and fed went smoothly and the shuttle service was punctual. After loading what seemed like 50 bags of luggage, we were off by 6:00 a.m (10 minutes behind schedule) to pick up my inlaws and brother in law. They were obviously better prepared than us -- already waiting and ready for us outside.

Arrived at the airport just in time. Then unloaded what now seemed like 70 pieces of luggage, backpacks, diaper bags, etc. The guys stayed outside and did curbside check-in while my MIL, baby and I waited inside the warm terminal.

Then after about 30 minutes, the guys join us and we were off to go through the stress of security checkpoint. Trying to take off our shoes, jackets, take out laptop, etc. and get all the items on the belt in a timely manner is always challenging. Thank goodness, they didn't make me remove Sophia from the carrier I had her strapped on to me with.

Then comes our first no-no as an airline passenger. I was not aware that baby jar food is not supposed to be put through the xray machine in the bag, so my BIL, who happened to get stuck with carrying that bag, was being questioned about it while I was in the other line trying to get through with a baby, and the security guy is looking at him like he's from the moon since he's telling the security that he has no idea what it's the bag he's carrying. I came to his rescue and things were cleared up.

As we're walking up to our gate, boarding has begun. Here's the kicker of the day. (Allow me to preface the following sentence with this information). After much deliberation and considerable thought about our 9 hour flight, we decided to purchase a seat (not cheap either)for Sophia so she wouldn't have to ride in our laps the entire time, but rather spend most of it strapped in her nice comfy car seat. So, we're waiting and everything is peachy. Until I look down and notice that Sophia's carseat is not in the pile with the rest of our carry on items. I ask Mike where it is. Guess where it was?? Being loaded on the bottom on the plane. Yes, he CHECKED it!

So we have no carseat to strap our 9.5 month old daughter in! Our very wiggly, hyper daughter. I wanted to SCREAM . My FIL was standing with us and it took every bit of strength I had in me not to wrap my hands around my husband's neck. I suppose I can't blame him. He had to deal with checking all our bags and a lost reservation number while standing outside in 30 degree weather. He goofed. And I just had to deal with it.

I'll make the rest of this short.

Sophia only took two power naps. The highlights of our flights were when she had two poopy diapers (one came from hell, I just know it). Try to imagine changing a baby's diaper in the tiny lavatory on the plane. NO fun! And she spent 90% of the time jumping, wriggling, climbing the seats, and rolling back and forth from my husband and I. Mike had to endure the daggers I was shooting at him every time Sophia was the equivalent of a Mexican jumping bean. Did I mention she did this about 90% of the time?

But yes! 9 flight hours later, we finally arrived!!! And she was in a terrific mood by then. Go figure. After about an hour and a half (and a missing piece of luggage) we were in our rented Excursion on our way to the hotel. Got checked in and our tummies filled.

THEN- the next morning (today), we just about sh** in our pants because we realized we're missing our camera bag, which had in it our Sony Cybershot PnS digital camera, Nikon CoolPix camera, and our tiny digital camcorder, all the batteries, memory cards -- over $2500 worth of equipment, all very new. After searching our rooms, the car, and a call into hotel security, no bag.

As I write this, Mike's taking a drive to Hertz to see if by chance it was left there.

Signing off now to get ready to attend the Old Lahaina Luau. Hopefully, I'll have a camera to capture the most authentic Luau in all of Hawaii...

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2.08.2007

First off...we found our camera bag! Yay!!!! What a relief. It was left behind (along with Domi's backpack, which was also full of valuable items) at the Hertz station. Thank God!

Enjoyed the Luau at Old Lahaina. Definitely worth the price. The hula girls girls looks so incredibly beautiful with their long hair, trim dark bodies, and oh, the way they can shake their hips. Needless to say, the guys had quite a show. But no worries--so did us ladies! The men did quite the same in their loin cloths. Hehe. Domi commented over the phone to our friend Javier, "Those Luau ladies... well...you just can't ignore them you know..." The music was also very empowering with the live Tahitian drummers. It was almost...erotic.

We also took a sunset drive up to Haleakala. Quite an experience to go from sea level to almost 10,000 feet in just a couple hours. We didn't make it to the summit before sunset, but did make it to one of the lookout points in time and got some great pictures of us above the clouds with the sunset spilling over them.

Next day we went snorkeling. This is where our vacation began to get interesting again. Took a boat out to Molokini and WOW what an amazing view of the sea life. The water was so clear! There were beautiful fish everywhere and swam so close to you, it felt like you could reach out and touch them. None of us had been snorkeling before, so this was quite a treat. Well, Domi was freezing in the water (I was the only one who rented a wetsuit) so Mike took him back on the boat to rent one and then it happened. Domi threw up. All over the floor of the boat. When our group was summoned back to the boat to go to our next stop, as soon as I got on the boat, I started feeling dizzy. Nothing too terrible, but just not feeling 100%. Can't say the same for Domi though. Poor guy threw up 2 more times on the boat. By the time we arrived at Turtle Cove I was feeling pretty horrid too, so we stayed behind on the boat while the rest of the crew went snorkeling. Mike thinks he was able to get some great pictures of the sea turtles. Said one was just a few feet away from him! How amazing.

Well, by the time we made it back to the hotel room, we thought we were free and clear of the vomit attacks, until we got in the hallway going to our room. Then it hit Domi again and he ran to the balcony and got sick again. We come back the room and then guess what? I start throwing up..over and over again. Poor Mike had to deal with a baby and two of us throwing up and moaning in bed the rest of the day. In case you want to know any more details about our vomiting experience, between Domi and I, we threw up 11 times. Ugggh!! We believe it was due to us accidentally ingesting salt water and then the boat ride with the motion sickness did not help. Very frustrating to lose a day and a half of our vacation.

A DAY and a HALF!

Instead of frolicking on the beach and basking in the sun, Domi and I were hugging the hotel toilet. No bueno! What was even more torture for me was that the next morning Mike was set to go deep sea fishing. You know how hard it is to care for a baby alone when you're sick?? Very hard. But I survived somehow and this morning I am back to my normal self.

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2.14.07
Ok, so we're back home and have been for about a week. It's taken me this long to recup. I still have two suitcases that have not been unpacked. Long story short - the flight back was horrendous for me. I went 26 hours without sleep and having a 3 hour layover in LAX did not help. I was a zombie. Even fell asleep for 2 hours scrunched up in an airport seat while Mike watched Sophia. I was THAT tired. I was so happy to be home. Of course, we didn't get to do and see everything we had hoped and for me that was a trip to Hana. But what we did see was beautiful and I'd love to share these images with you. Scroll down for a preview of photographs, then come back and click on each one and it should take you to my Tabblos.

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The journey to the summit of Haleakala brought us from coastal Maui, to the remote, native, high-elevation highest peak on Maui. We discovered an island in the sky where the clouds spread out below us like a second layer of ocean. Simply Amazing. It was incredibly chilly up top and the windy curvy road was a bit challenging for our driver and especially challening on a couple passengers due to dizziness and mysterious tooth pain, but worth the trip!

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Snorkeling for the first time was exciting for us. We took a boat to Molokini, which is just over 2 miles off the south shore of Maui. Its crescent shape acts as a fortress that provides protection from waves and powerful currents making this area one of the top ten dive sites in the world. We were amazed at how many beautiful fish there were just a few feet under the deep blue sea. We also stopped at Turtle Town and Mike and David got to swim with the turtles. However, we are disappointed in the quality of underwater camera pictures and these pictures just don't do this experience justice.

The only drawback to the day was when Domi got sick on the boat after our first stop. Soon after I also began to feel pretty horrid (but didn't get sick until we returned to the hotel). We believe it was due to us accidentally ingesting salt water. We chocked on it a couple times - duh.

On our ride back in, we were even treated to some whale watching. Lotsa momma whales with their babies!

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Helicopter ride gave us an aerial view of Maui. Seen were beautiful tropical rainforests with vibrant green valleys -- glided over rugged towering sea cliffs along the coasts -- and hovered next to towering, plunging waterfalls and hidden valleys. A few waterfalls were photographed, however, the photos came out blurry. Grrr. It can be difficult to photograph out of a helicopter due to movement and reflection, but you get the jist of it all. Did ya notice the whales below? Aw.

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...and MORE ICE!

Fountain today...

It's beginning to thaw out (finally) and no more precipitation is heading our way. I have never seen so much ice in Central Texas!

We have **ICE**

We don't get much ice, sleet, or even snow in Central Texas, however, we are feeling the effects of this winter storm which made its way here yesterday - as you can see from the picture of my fountain outside, taken this morning. The city shuts down if there's even the smallest amount of sleet, probably due to the fact that most people here don't know how to drive in bad weather conditions.

The ice is starting to melt, but will be short-lived since we have more precipitation heading our way in a couple hours. I was going to made quick run to the neighborhood store to pick up some milk. Looks like I won't be going anywhere though. My car door is frozen shut. I hope this clears up soon. I'm gettin' cabin-fever.

Isn't this a sweet picture? Gotta love Domi!

Hau`oli ~ Laki ~ Mahalo

These are words in Hawaiian that describe how I feel.
Happy. Lucky. Having Gratitude.
Why you ask?

Because we're going to Hawaii!
In three weeks!

How you ask?
Since Mike was one of the top dogs in the company this year, he won an all expense paid trip for him and a guest (me) to go Maui and stay at the Four Seasons. Woot!

Now here's the kicker.

We assumed we could take the family (at our expense) since we don't have childcare for Sophia (and besides, I would go crazy being away from her for 6 days at this young age anyway and she has mega separation anxiety right now). Well, the company declined it. Mike pleaded his case with every possible head honcho up top, but no dice. Since this was a company sponsored trip, no one under 18. Period.

So, I came to the realization that I would stay behind with the kids and some lucky dog would take my place :big cry:

Mike wouldn't have it and the company offered him cash in lieu of not going with the rest of the company. And we're takin' our own trip! Granted, we're not staying at the Four Seasons since we need to stretch this money out as much as possible to afford to bring the kids, but we are staying at a lovely waterfront hotel on pristine Mokapu Beach on the Wailea side of the island. None of that makes any sense to me right now since I've never been to Maui, but I did as much research as possible in the short amount of time I had.

What's even better is that Mike's parents are joining us (and that's a good thing, because I love my inlaws). Oh, and I can't forget about my brother in law. He's comin' too!

Now, I'm immersing myself in further research - and getting lots of input from other mommas who have flown long distances with their littles ones - on how to survive 9 hours total on a plane with a 10 month old. We've already caved and bought a seat for Sophia. I just hope she gets use out of it. I just don't want to be that family with the wailing baby on the plane, ya know? I'll never forget the story my mom told me when she flew back from Germany to the States with me at age one. She said I screamed almost the entire time.

Milestones ~ 9 Months

Today Sophia turned 9 months and along with growing, comes increased mobility (eeek). She began rolling herself out of a room at 4 months, and at 8 months, mastered the quick crawl and also began pulling herself up on things. She also quickly figured out how to get back down (a skill that is difficult to learn because infants tend to get "stuck" after they pull up onto something).

So now, I'm pleased to see Sophia has figured out how to manuever down a step we have in our house. The first time she was crawling around in that area, she didn't know what was coming and thunk, down she came - cheek first. No injury - just a spooked baby and an upset momma.

Today, as I was taking pictures of her, she took notice (depth perception kicking in here) of the step and figured out how to get down. Yay! The shots I caught are of her doing it the 2nd time (the first time, I was waiting to catch her, but nope - not needed).


Standing with her push-buggy.


Yes, I know - her bootie looks huge. It's her bulky cloth diaper underneath.




Beginning her descent


Halfway there


Made it! Can you see her joy of accomplishment???

New Year's Eve 2007

Lots of laughs. I love movement pictures.

The Infamous RANCID Bad NUT!

P.U.!!

Thanks for hosting Yvonne!