i'm 30, yes i am.

i had dreams of the big 3-0 starting a while back. i started planting ideas in the husbands brain. then last independence day i sparked the grandest idea. how about fly above the city and mountains in a giant balloon. it was perfect, grand, and exciting enough to truly represent 30 years, and to kick off the next 30.

but then turns out i was going to be approximately 9 months pregnant on may 8th. i've only heard they don't recommend flying at that stage...

and thus, the balloon plot was foiled, at least temporarily. and i started trying to conjure up 30th worthy, pregnancy acceptable ideas..

but as it approached, i just couldn't muster up the ideas. there was nothing grand and exciting enough to warrant the energy to put it together. i mean, if it wasn't going to be good, and if i didn't really care, why bother tiring my already ever tiring self?

apparently, this is not okay. lazy is not a good way to celebrate ones-self. as my dear girls learned of my lazy 30th fate, they took the plans into their own hands.

reliving a kidnapping experience from a birthday a decade ago, they kidnapped me. straight up had bobby drop me off at a local gas station-kidnapped me.

we dined.

photo by meesh- just sad she wasn't in it!

did i mention that i totally have a hankering for this almost crushed ice stuff lately? i seriously fill my water cup and eat it with a spoon...

we went to a local craft fair.

it is only there you could find such a horrific birthday crown.

to give the local fair credit- there were many lovely and delightful things other than the gaudy crown....

we ate some yummy yogurt-
and discovered the handiness of the shelf.

and forgive me, but i never think i'm really that big until i see photos like this and think, oh goodness! i feel like that belly holds 5 bebes and apparently a yogurt...

editors note: these photos are too hilarious to me not to be included. however, that being said, and regardless of how kind your comments are, i just feel darn right unattractive in them and thus can make them as small as i want to!

and then i was delivered back to a parking lot to rendezvous with the husband, who had been up to some grand scheming of his own.

he filled the house with balloons, ribbons and flowers, got a smorgasbord of my favorite thai foods, and then set us up to eat in our very own backyard.
and he stayed outside with me for as long as i wanted. it was beautiful and grand. i couldn't stop telling him how much i loved it.

see our pinata? yep- its a hot air ballon. that adventure is still gonna happen someday!

and he sang me a happy birthday solo with a giant piece of carrot cake.

good times. good times. and now to start the next and most exciting decade so far...

cinco

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happy cinco de mayo!

and of course we dug out the banner from last year. bobby was surprised i had saved it. how could i not?

p.s.

april showers bring may bebes...

april showers indeed. incredible friends, family, food, laughter, and talk of bebes.

so much to know.

so many generous people in my life.

so many cute and tiny accessories for such a little guy.

done & done #3: rainy day edition

the lawn.
ironically, the one thing i set out to do, fertilize our lawn, didn't happen today.

after a trip to home depot- okay, two.- some filling of holes, tilling the bare patches, applying seed & mulch to the less-lawn-loved areas, i went to read the directions on the fertilizer, and it said to apply to wet lawn, but not if rain was expected within 24 hours. oops!

i do love myself a little rain though. and there is something exhausting yet uplifting and invigorating about working in the yard...

now, excuse me, i think it is time for a hot shower.
and just because i can: another image of the pear blossoms and barn. because i can't get enough of staring out my window at this- even on a rainy, gray day. Good thing that is the window i stand at to do the dishes!

done & done #2

the husband is done with finals and i have a husband again! we had his favorite banana & pudding filled cake to celebrate. i even then him drown his in a cup of milk without saying anything....

and all with enough left over batter to make these little minis...

reason #11

that i love having my own bit of earth

pear blossoms
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i'm still loving our barn. maybe the best $25 we've spent on this house.

today i went to work and accidently left my phone at home, for the second day in a row... my brain is working especially well, thanks for asking!

so i came home after a few hours because my phone is, after all, a work phone too, and if i can't answer it, i'm probably not doing a very good job working!

i decided to move my work from home station outside for the beautiful afternoon. very good idea indeed.

not on the list...

friday morning i decided that amongst the other errands/chores of the day, i was in need of a baby belly fitting shirt...

i am down to 3 shade shirts in colors black, white, and pink. all other options worn up to this point require sweaters, and my internal core temperature is no longer in need of layered clothing.

rotating 3 shirts gets old. fast.

with no inexpensive options found (do they make the clothes unattractive on purpose??? i found 2 repeated fashions, bad elastic baby-doll look, or very large floral. umm.. no thanks...) the wheels in my brain started turning.

pretty soon (in place of sleep) my brain was concocting ideas for clothes that could be made from my fabric stashes.

note: my brain is a better designer/sewer than my tangible body. especially when irrationally tired.

saturday morning i woke up to a counter full of sewing machine and fabric. you see, i was supposed to be working on curtains and pillowcases.

note #2: i can only start sewing projects when I have a span of a few days that i don't mind major clutter in the house, or the project is going to take less than an afternoon, because our sewing table doubles as food prep area/ eating area/ everything else that take space area... since the husband is currently MIA with finals, it is a perfect time to get all pending mending projects complete...

i quickly reject the project in progress, and decided that today i will wear a new shirt! and start cutting and sewing according to the ideas stocked in my sleep deprived brain.

i should not do this.

i should not sew without a pattern from someone who knows what they are doing.

i should not sew with the expectation that it will solve my dilemma in the next couple of hours.

i started simple. a dress i owned that was simply too short. i modeled. determined the perfect maternity length. cut to nice tunic-y length. hemmed. made mental note that hemming on knit was not perfect. did not care. found small spot, decided to wash and dry before wearing.

shrinkage. had i never washed you before???

this dress, once too short as a dress, too long as a shirt. now too short as anything and exposed the beloved belly band on the jeans. not attractive.

discarded.

on to the next option. a simple sundress. i will use the knit i have been saving to make the perfect dress with.

3 hours later: appears to be a mu-mu that would also work if i was carrying triplets. ummm. not quite was i was going for.

verdict: i wore my black shade t-shirt with a different colored scarf. that is what my wardrobe is reduced to: rotating my various scarves...

verdict #2: curtains & pillows - the manageable project- remain incomplete.

but i still have one more idea up my sleeve.... do i or do i dot attempt???