Monday, October 18, 2010

Can't STAND it

Our little Maxi is getting so huge! I was talking to a girl at work, and she has a baby that is 3 months younger than max, but 5 lbs bigger. Ummm, if you've seen Max, you know that's huge! Here is her baby-



Hahaha, funny. Anyways, Max's past times include but are not limited to: laying on his back, looking at his hands, pulling hair, eating food, singing and reading (being sang to, and read to that is).
Some things he does NOT enjoy are: long finger nails, falling asleep in my arms, and putting his legs down at any time! I tell ya, most babies shoot like rockets off your legs or stomach, but not him. It's like he's walkin on hot coals. Oh the sweetness.
Here's the baby now...






Touch your feet dangit!!

Here are some more pictures of my monsters.



 

Friday, October 15, 2010

Grow up

Lately I have had to ask myself if traits I have are juvenile or just part of who I am. What kind of person do I want to be known as. Sure I want to be known as a classy, fun dame with confidence. But at what expense? I want my children to find a mate who is comfortable in their own skin. So i need to be the example, but how far do I need to go to show them what is appropriate? Should I not be burping as loud after dinner? Should I not be laughing when Wyatt comes running to show me the giant log he just laid in the john? Should I not be participating in the flatulence contest the men are having at work? Are all these things me just being myself? OR are they me not growing up...



It's not my fault I have enough gas to heat my house.
Or MAYBE the world should get over itself and embrace it. After all, we do all do it.




It's not as if I'm doing in front of my superiors, or in front of those with weak constitutions. So, let me know what you think. To fart or not to fart. Am I immature, or just different ?

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Elevator of DEATH!!

Late into the midnight hour of Monday October 11th, Amandah was working in the lab at the hospital. It was like any other night really. Mopping floors, scrubbin poo, and chewin the fat with her co-wokers. When roaming the halls [Amandah] met up with co-workers Adam(cousin), and Kynsie Ryfe (friend). Amandah and Kynsie proceeded to walk to the Physicians Plaza to get Kynsie's water bottle on the 4th floor.



Before I go any further here's a little background on the Physicians Plaza. No one is there at night. It was probably built in the early eighties and is filled with corners, shadows, dim lighting, and mirror windows. All sorts of places to hide. 
     The two reached their destination. Office 410. After telling Amandah of her previous incident in the elevator the week prior,(she was stuck) the two continued their journey out of the 410 office. Kynsie remarked that the door was shutting very slowly (implying something was wrong, perhaps someone was holding it) The two exchanged glances and picked up their pace down the corridor, feeling vulnerable in the glass building.
       

          Kynsie remarked that she held mace on her person, (she did not however brag that she didn't know how to use it), but the thought made Amandah feel nice and warm inside. Kynsie would save her should an attacker make himself known. Finally, in what seemed like a labrynth of a hall (it's really a straight shot) the two reached the elevator. The elevator was wood paneled with brown and yellow speckled carpet. They entered. The thought of a recent movie trailor popped into Amandah's head, as she pushed the button for the lobby, and she asked Kynsie if she had seen that movie about the Devil in the elevator.

         Immediately Kynsie screamed bloody murder and coiled up in the fetus position in the opposite corner of the elevator door, scrambling for her mace. Amandah, next to the door, turned to see someone's hands scratching in the closing door trying to pry it back open, she too began to scream for dear life. They were trapped. With no where to run. How had they not seen this intruder?!
 Amandah had a cup of water in her hand, and in trying to throw it at the perpetraitor,(trying to melt them?) spilled it on herself.
           While the two girls froze helpless the figure emerged into the elevator. It was a woman in her mid 60's. Graying hair, black leather coat, wrinkley, coarse hands.
         The woman spoke in a very stern voice as the two were tongue tied to what had just happened., saying, "I sure hope you didn't wake up the sleep study people." They tried to explain to her the circumstances which had occoured before, talking at the same time in a jumble. She replied, "are you the night people?"  As if they had some sad ailment. Then told them that they were strange characters.
Still motionless, Kynsie wet with fright, on the floor in the corner, and Amandah helpless with her empty cup of water, watched as the woman exited on the 2nd floor. The two had been traumatized by this horrible old woman. She could have possibly sustained hearing damage due to their screams, but she was the bad guy. I cannot speak for Kynsie, but I know Amandah, was seriously, and unbelievingly in fear for her life.
     Never again would Amandah go to the Physicians Plaza. Never, again.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

The Oldest Secret Diet!!

You are reading this for 1 of 3 reasons.
1. You want to get skinny so you thought you should find out the Oldest Secret Diet.
2. You are jealous of me and want to do the things I do.
3. Curiosity I guess.
           Amandah Hendricks, creator of life extraodinaire (2 lives, not life inclusive), has jumped on the P90X band wagon. One might ask, why would someone do such a horrible thing? and after these past four days of doing it, she is asking herself the same question.




Unfortunately, there really is no better way of getting into shape. She bought the HCG drops, and upon starting them, she caught a bug. Amandah thought it best to wait until [the bug] had subsided before proceeding and what should fall into her lap? P90X. Thanks to her cousin Jen, Amandah is in more pain now than ever before. But it was free!

So the next time that you see Amandah going to the grocery store she will most likely look like this...
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Thursday, October 7, 2010

PEE-pee TeePee

Today I realized Max has yet to pee on me. Ever. This is weird. Especially because Wyatt did it all the time when he was a baby. He's peed on everyone but me. I'm wondering if he isn't comfortable with me? Or maybe i just catch him at a bad time? What ever the reason, I wish he would just get it over with. I saw these little pee shields and I thought they were funny. Or as some people call them "The Wee Block" or, the
 "Pee-pee Teepee"

Notice the "weiner dogs"
While most parents dred the pee, I wait.
I'm so excited for Wyatt and Max to grow up together. I hope they are the best of friends, I think they are getting off to a pretty good start.



The Men in My Life

 Tonight as I was cleaning up the kitchen, I heard singing coming from the shower. It was the voices of Silas and Wyatt singing, " wo oh i want some more..." in unison. Then Wyatt began to chastize Silas about how that wasn't his part to sing, and Wyatt wanted to sing it. I remember doing that to my mom. So sweet, and at the same time I want to smack him :-). 



       

Serious Side Effects...

     As you most likely know, I have Rheumatoid Arthritis. Since having Max, it has come back with a vengence. It's taken a big toll on my body and I've been pretty useless. The medication is over 1,200 dollars a month, with insurance the copay is 300. Consequently I have had to go without for the past 6 months, UNTIL YESTERDAY! I applied for a grant from the Health Well Foundation who helps pay the enormous cost of medications. It took some time, but definately well worth the wait. Hooray for drugs! Although the medication may have some serious side effects ( TB, Multiple Sclerosis, siezures, Lymphoma and inflammation of the eye nerves), the benefits out weigh the risks. Thanks to Enbrel, I am me again! Thank you  for your thoughts and prayers!