total awesome

When I title my posts

I do it with all of those who

are hyper-annoyed with bad english in mind.

You is welcome.

Speaking of titles...

The last post was named, "diagnosed."

believe it or not, I was going for simple subtlety.

It sounds SO dramatic and feel sorry for me.

It made me feel so lame- I had to change it.

The reason for this title

would be the one item that has completely changed my life.

The infomercial sold me.

Behold, the TOTAL PILLOW.

Its so super amazing and totally on par

with the invention of the light bulb.

You can get it at fry's.

One night I woke up delirious in the middle of the night

and realized Casey stole my total pillow and was using it!

So I reached over, totally pissed off, and grabbed it hard

trying to yank it from under his head.

After a couple seconds, my eyes adjusted to the dark

and to my surprise (and amusement) I was tugging on Casey's

arm which was serving as his headrest.

It turns out he didnt steal my total pillow-

it fell on the floor.

Somehow he slept through the whole thing

and the next day I giggled about 20 times

thinking about how truly pissed I was at the thought of him

stealing my pillow.

What am I? five?

Here's the next piece of greatness to touch our lives...

A gift from Grammie.

Its a pretty rad keyboard that Ginger capital L Loves.

Speaking of Ginger obsessions;

my mom said they went shopping and G grabbed these shoes

and would not let go of them.

Saying, "Oh wow" and "pretty" about 1700 times.

I thought maybe mom was exaggerating

(I didnt get my embellishing abilities from my dad)

But truly since she came home with them,

she wants to wear them 24/7.

Most of the time, she's content with wearing at least one.

(Sometime we let her use the swiffer, instead of a rag and a bucket)

Change of subject...

The new house is coming along,

Ive learned to be patient with the design process,

Im less likely to make hasty choices

and throw away money on something I'll hate a month later.

These purdy pillows are from Z gallerie

and they light up my life...

I love the comfort and practicality of our leather couch

but it so masculine- I have to sweeten it up with extras...

hence the choice of lavender.

Confession:

It took me 3 weeks to realize our dining room light

had a dimmer.

I wondered why sometimes it was dim and other times bright.

My theory- it started out dim to be easy on your eyes

then brightened gradually.

I should be ashamed to admit that stroke of genius

but Im just trying to keep it real.

It wasnt until Casey adjusted it before my very eyes that

I was like, Ohhhhhhhh, I see (pun intended).

My new favorite cd

is Brandon Flowers sole effort, "Flamingo"

I absolutely, positively love that man

and his voice and his style and his Vegasness.

I like to just insert randomness as I please.

Yoga has been my saving grace.

I spend approximately six times longer in the bathroom

than necessary.

It gives me a nice break.

I super de duper love an ice pack on my head.

Speaking of ice packs on heads.

Did you know I am an exceptional example to my child?

Exhibit A.

I hope I didnt make you feel self-conscience

by posting that ultra glamorous photo of me.

with my pregnant belly hanging out.

Im gonna do that mommy-daughter ice pack moment one better.

The other night G and I were hanging out in my room

when all of a sudden a wave of nausea sent me flying to the bathroom

where I seeked comfort with my head over the toilet

throwing my guts up.

Ginger quickly came after me

stared at me for a second before bending over next to me

assumed the position and started going,

"blech, blech, blech!"

complete with head bobbing and stomach clutching.

Note: It is possible to laugh while vomiting.

But when I finished luking (laughing/puking)

a wave of unavoidable, useless motherly guilt washed over me.

If she turns into a hypochondriac- we all know why.

Casey has expressed to me how much he dislikes public praise-

wierdo.

So I will NOT tell you how he's gone above and beyond his husbandly duty

during this difficult pregnancy.

And I wont tell you how much it means to me

and how infinite my gratitude is for him.

I wont do it. Dont even try to make me.

I better bid adieu before my sleeping medication kicks in.

Love and angel kisses.