Thoughtless Thursday!

Today's Thoughtless Thursday is sponsored by little C's nursery, finally!  I know, I know.  My son is over 2 months old and you haven't seen the nursery!?!  WHAT was I doing all that time on bedrest?  Well ... "bedresting".  You see, I got scolded if I tried to do anything besides go to and from the refrigerator (hence the need for a trainer and severe dieting) and the bathroom.  And that was it.  I felt like the laziest person alive.  And then the lovely week of bedrest at the hospital where I had to order the poor Mister around as to where I wanted things hung, spaced and set up.  He did a fantastic job.  It wasn't, however, completely finished to my satisfaction when I got home with little man from the hospital simply because I hadn't gotten to help do anything.  You can always tell people where things go and what to do but until you get your hands on it it's never quite exactly like you want it.  No matter how good of a "bosser arounder" you are.  And I'm a good one.  SO, without further further adieu here is little man's crib (oh I'm such a nerd) MTV style.

{View from the door as you walk in.}

{The mural my MOH did of his initials and my great grandmother's chest of drawers that I exchanged the fixtures on.  It worked perfect for his room!}

{The left side of his room.  Please excuse the giant tummy-time mat.  That is not part of the decor.}

{Notice the amazing horsey pillow on his glider.  My stepmom made that for him for Christmas.  Yes I said MADE.  She's an incredible needlepointer.  His initials are on the left side.}

{The armoire that I already had in college.  It ended up being perfect for a baby's room.  And the sweet rocking elephant the hostesses of my first baby shower gave me!}

{His "trophy wall".  This is his daddy's favorite part of the room.}

{His crib in his "crib".  I'm so funny.}

{A close-up of the bedding in his crib.}

{Speaking of his crib, look who I found!}

{"Mommy sewiously, I'm sweepy.  Leaf me awone."}

{"Otay now you're startin' to make me mawd.  I sawd BEAT IT!"}

{One last shot leaving the room.}

And there you have it.  My little man's domain.  Hope you enjoyed the tour of his "crib" - okay, okay thats enough Kate.  Now it's YOUR turn!  Go post your own random pictures about whatever you want, and come back here and link up!  I can't wait to see what you post!!!

 

Confessions ...

Since it's a new year, I figured I should let all my cats out of their collective bags and admit to you all some of my bad traits/habits.  So here goes ...

• I bite the smack out of my fingernails, cuticles, anything I can peel (kidding.  kind of) to the point of bleeding, cracking and generally nasty looking fingers.
• I drink milk, orange juice, etc. straight from the carton because I don't want to have to clean a cup.
• I hate to clean, but I love things being clean.  Unfortunately for the Mister, the hate usually beats the love unless we have people coming over.
• I am a terrible, TERRIBLE blog commenter.  Terrible.  But I promise people I read, I READ!
• I have an unhealthy love for Disney.  I cry at the sound of "When You Wish Upon A Star".  Literally weep.
• I stay in workout/comfy clothes all. day. long.  Poor Mister.  Don't worry sugar, when I get to my goal weight I'll walk around in hot girl clothes all the time.  I promise.
• I hate the phone and am bad, BAD about calling people back.  I'm definately a texter/emailer.
• I like to cook but never do.  We eat things straight from the freezer in the Fulmer household.  Dee-wishous.
• I hate leftovers.  Hence another reason we don't cook 'round here.
• I'm a "foot-tapper driver".  Don't know what that is?  Take your foot and tap it.  Apparently that's what I do to the gas pedal which results in making my passengers sick.  Poor C is doomed to be constantly carsick.
• I hate the entire process of showering but love the end result.  It takes a long time to dry and straighten long, naturally wavy hair people!  And now I have a baby which = time stealer.
• I avoid having to bathe C.  He hates it, therefore I hate it.  He screams like a banshee.  Plus I'm terrified his little slippery nakie body is going to slip out of my hands.  Therefore I force myself to do it every other night, key word FORCE.
• I constantly use words that either a.) don't make sense in the context I've used them or b.) are not actual words.
• I'm real forgetful.  What is this that I'm doing again?
• I could (and usually do when we're not participating in baby quarantine-a-thon 2011 due to nasty flu/RSV season) visit TJ Maxx, Homegoods, Ross, Target & Marshalls every day.  Not necessarily buy anything (because we would be bankrupt) but still go and waste an ungodly amount of time doing so.

I know there's more that I'm not thinking of.  Maybe I should've asked the Mister for his input, I'm sure we could double the length of this list quickly.  What are your bad traits/habits?

PS - Don't forget to play Thoughtless Thursday tomorrow!  Can't wait to see what y'all post!

2 Month Stats!

My sweet boy had his 2 month doctor's appointment yesterday.  I don't think I've ever been so excited about something but at the same time been so sad.  My poor boy had to get shots.  Which, of course, hurt.  BUT they also protect him from an array of horrible illnesses.  We were told if C got a fever before his 2 month shots it was an automatic trip to the ER where they would do all kinds of tests that are no fun for an infant to rule out the different diseases that he would be vaccinated against yesterday.  Thankfully we made it to our appointment fever-free (not without my acting like a crazed, paranoid momma and not letting him get within 5 feet of a toddler, young child, anyone who had or had had a cold within the last month or a crowd of people).  And he got 3 shots, one which was a liquid that was taken orally which I'm pretty sure he would've eaten all day (the nurse said it tasted somewhat like maple syrup) and one in each leg (those ones were NOT as sweet as maple syrup).  He did SO GOOD, he screamed for about 5 seconds then calmed down and snuggled into mommy while I held him.  He slept a lot yesterday and was a bit fussy so I gave him a teeny bit of infant Tylenol.  I'm pretty sure he ended up feeling just fine, judging from this face ...

STATS:

Weight:  11 lbs 11 oz. (75th percentile)

Height:  22.5 in. (75th percentile)

Seriously, whose kid is this?  75th percentile for height?  His parents are midgets.  Next appointment?  4 months.  At the rate this kid's growing he'll be walking by then.  Love my growin' boy!

Also, a lot of people have inquired who's responsible for the AMAZING pictures that are posted in my header and sidebar.  My friend Summer of Summer Photography took them as part of C's 1 newborn photo shoot.  She is INCREDIBLE with kids and really has an eye for all things cute.  She also does families, maternity, pretty much anything you can think of so definately give her a shout the next time you're considering professional pictures for you or your family!

NEW BLOG DESIGN!

I mean seriously.  Can we talk about how amazing my friend Fabulous K is?  How lucky am I to ...

1.  Have such an amazing friend

AND

2.  Have such an amazing friend who's so amazingly talented?

Pretty lucky I'd say.

Celebrity Look-A-Likes

Welcome to Celebrity Doppelgangers, Danielle version. No one is safe... and my brain is twisted. Enjoy!

Mother and Daughter Look-a-like

Vanna White (Wheel of Fortune) and Kristin Cavallari (Laguna Beach/The Hills)

Both of them are famous with no real talent to speak of. Vanna White has been turning around letter signs for 30-some-odd-years, and Kristin Cavallari's only claim to fame is boning Brody Jenner. At least they're pretty.

Father and Son Look-a-like

Jesse Williams (Grey's Anatomy) and Kid Model on Today's Parent Magazine

Jesse Williams is hot as hell. I won't say the same about the kid, because that's just gross... but give him a couple years, I bet he's quite the playground pimp!

Brother and Sister Look-a-like

Derek Hough (Dancing with the Stars) and Kaitlin Olson (It's Always Sunny in Philadephia)

It's the eyes. Not quite far enough apart to be Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, but not close enough together to be normal. But... Derek can dance his sack off and Kaitlin is funny as hell so they're cool in my books.

 Human/Bad Guy Look-a-like

Keanu Reeves (Speed/Matrix) and Cobra Commander (GI Joe: The Rise of Cobra)

I know it's really Joseph Gordon-Levitt in the Cobra costume, but they could have saved some serious dough on makeup if they'd cast Keanu instead. Throw a gas mask on him and he's good to go.

Male/Female Look-a-like
Stanley Hudson (The Office) and Chandra Wilson (Grey's Anatomy)

My sister called me a racist when I told her that these two look the same. Well, it's not just because they're black... She's definitely not Halle Berry, and he's no 50 Cent. They may have been twins separated at birth.

Human/Cartoon Look-a-like

Sonia Pizarro (Operation Repo) and Ursula, the Sea Witch (Disney's The Little Mermaid)

This one is thanks to my Dad commenting: "That lady looks like the Sea Witch!" Yes Dad, yes she does.

Cartoon/Bodypart Look-a-like

Mr Hankey The Christmas Poo (South Park) and Owen Wilson's Nose (Wedding Crashers)

Don't see it? Maybe this will help:

Snow Day ...

It snowed in Texas today.  Something that very rarely happens but within the last 3 years has become a reoccurring theme of Texas winters.  That all being said what did I take pictures of?

He's got me so wrapped around his finger it's not even funny.



Thoughtless Thursdays are B to tha A to tha CK!

Aren't y'all EXCITED!?!? I know you've been thinking "Oh when, oh WHEN is Katie going to bring back Thoughtless Thursdays!??! I just don't know what I'll DO with myself until Thoughtless Thursdays come back, MY LIFE WILL NOT BE COMPLETE WITHOUT THOUGHTLESS THURSDAYS!!!" You know it, I know it. There's no denying it. You've been hopeless without it.

Riiiiiight.

BUT, it is fun and does give you an excuse of something to post on Thursdays without thinking and the opportunity to visit some of your fellow bloggers and see how thoughtless they are! Wait a minute ...

SO, for those of you Thoughtless Thursday virgins, I explained how to play yesterday but will do it again briefly. Basically you post whatever you want. No matter how random. It started out just being pictures butcha know, it can't be random if I'm telling you what to post. So anything goes. I, for one, stick to pictures because I'm a picture-a-holic. I have so many that I could probably show y'all a picture a day for the rest of all our lives. Plus all of the cats in the world's lives. Get it? Cause cats have nine ... nevermind.

So what picture did I choose?

Now I'm sure you're thinking "What", scratch that, "WHO the smack is that clown holding the cookie?" Yours truely. Yep. I was a child model. And when I use the word MODEL I use it in the loosest sense of the word. Let's talk about my "model career". This is actually the one I'm "known best for" and again, loose loosey GOOSE sense of the phrase "known best for". By "known best for" I mean my dentist ripped it out of whatever 1985 Good Housekeeping issue he found it in and framed it in his office. He wanted credit for those teeth. Most of which fell out and were held hostage by the Tooth Fairy shortly after this add. Other members of my fan club? My grandma. Who I'm pretty sure has 45 copies of this somewhere in her house. As does my mom, dad, other grandma, etc and so on. However this is the cutest of my collection. I continued to model as I got a little older, much to puberty's dismay, and landed a continuing role in JC Penney's "Big Kids Catalog". I was even on the cover! Now before you go getting all impressed let's talk about what "Big Kids" means. I, being the naive 13 year old that I was, thought it meant grown-up, cool, more mature kids, however that was not the case. "Big Kids" was the equivalent for "Plus Size" for adults. That's right friends, I modeled for the size 12+ kiddos. I should've noticed when all the rest of them were just as pudgy (pleasantly plump as I like to call it) as I was. But all I was concerned with was

A.) I got out of school for a full day, B.) They had really good snack food and C.) I was a "mature, really cool, grown-up kid".

Not the case. But it was fun and it helped pay for my first car! Big kid or not, I loved my '95 teal Honda Accord!  Don't worry, I promise I will look for this catalog, I searched for it online thinking someone might have put it up for any number of reasons but came up empty handed, so I promise I'll have my mom dig it out and take a few pictures of my personal blackmail handy work.

Now it's YOUR turn! Grab my button ----> post your own randomness and come back here and link up! I can't wait to see what y'all post!!!