My Fabulous Birthday Presents!

These are actual presents that I got for my birthday, not poop!

The King knows that I love to go to the zoo. So he got me a membership to the zoo! Fabulous! I think the Princess will enjoy the zoo this summer too! I can't wait to go!

He also got me flowers! Isn't he a nice Hubby? I love him lots!

Here I am sporting another Fabulous gift curtesy of my dad and stepmom. My new Kangaroo Korner sling. I love it! The Princess loves it! We are babywearing in style! (FYI, the spots are from where I spilled water on myself. I'm not too graceful! Also, it is very difficult to take a flattering picture of yourself!) Dad and Reese also got me a gift card to DSW. Yay! Shoes for me. And Reese sent me some bedding. I'm thinking a bedroom makeover is in our future!

My MIL, Kari, spoiled me when she was here last weekend. She bought portraits of the Princess and then loaded me up with frames from IKEA so that I can decorate my home with my baby! Fabulous!

I got some other things from others as well. I am extremely blessed! Thank you Thank you! I love being spoiled on this one day (stretched out usually) every year. Happy Birthday to me!!!!

Addicted to...What?

Addictions are a touchy subject for most people! Most people know someone who is struggling with an addiction. These are very sad situations, and please understand that I am not making light of these very serious addictions in this post.

The King and I were just discussing a person we know who may or may not have an addiction. This discussion brought to my mind the various addictions one may have.

There are, of course, the serious addictions that I spoke of. Drugs. Alcohol. P*rn*graphy. Cigarettes. Gambling. And I am sure a plethora more that I know little or nothing about.

Then there are the "good" addictions. Maybe "good" isn't the right word here. "Harmless?" Still not sure. Can any addiction be harmless, really? If something is overtaking your life, is it "good," "harmless."

Take my addictions, for example. I have one very intense addiction that has been an addiction since at least high school.

"My name is Jenn and I am addicted to chapstick!"

It's true. I have a problem. My mom said before my wedding that I should design my bouquet so that I could have a tube of chapstick in it. I did not do this, of course. But I did carry a small purse with me that day that had some in it.

Now, is this addiction to chapstick "good"? I would not think so. I get antsy if I don't have chapstick with me. My lips start to hurt after a couple of hours if I don't use it. (I will say, I think this is just in my head. On Oprah yesterday the makers of Carmex said there is nothing in their brand that is chemically addictive. I would assume this is the same for all brands.) So no, my addiction to chapstick is not "good."

Is it harmless? For this I would say, yes. It does not interfere with my role as a mother, wife. It does not interfere with my job or my day to day life.

However, my other addiction does at times.

"My name is Jenn, and I am addicted to blogging."

This is a new one. But I can spend hours on the internet looking at blogs and linking from blog to blog. It is fun! I like it alot. I feel like I have a small window into others' lives. And I have "met" a lot of people who have the same interests as I do.

However, like I said, I can do this for hours. It can interfere with my role as a mother, and a wife. And it can interfere with job and my day to day life. So this addiction is, for me, not harmless. (I am putting limits on my blogging time now. Step One!)

The King has an addiction of his own. This is a new one as well.

On Friday, a church member sent out an e-mail about a current presidential candidate. The e-mail said the information in it was true and you could verify it on Snopes.com. Well, the King wanted to verify the information, and that led to a new addiction.

The King is addicted to Snopes!

Addicted to..What???

Snopes is a website that verifies or denies information, urban legends, myths, and the like. The King took a whole day and played on there. He now knows a lot of information, urban legends, myths and the like.

And the info on the candidate?

False!

I'd Lose My Head...

Many of you are aware that I lose things. A lot! I am often found wandering around our house uttering the phrase, "Where did I put my...?" Keys, Sunglasses, Glasses, Cell Phone (I call to find that one). These are all things I, uh, misplace from time to time.

Once I lost my glasses. Like truly lost them. The King found them four months later buried in a crevice in our couch. They had survived 2 moves and had lived in garage storage for 6 weeks.

Lately I have been losing bigger things. The biggest so far: My coat! I have no idea where it is. I think I left it at my mom's at Thanksgiving, but it doesn't seem to be there. It is not in my house, my car, anywhere. The only place left to look is at my aunt's house, but I don't remember wearing it there.

The worst thing is now I am not only losing my stuff, I have moved on to losing the Princess's things as well. I know for sure I have lost her beautiful white winter coat. I am sad because when I find it, it will be spring AND she'll be too big for it. Also a favorite toy is missing. And I can't even remember the last time we had it so I can begin a thorough search.

The most recent thing I have lost is, in my mind, the most random. This morning I realized I was missing the changing pad for the diaper bag. Now where could it be?

More importantly, where will I change all the poopy diapers?