Chris the Builder

The plant that Chris works at had an open house last Saturday. It was a chance for all the employees and their families to walk through the plant and see where their family member works. To make it a bit more fun for the kids they had face painting and a few people in costumes the kids could have there picture taken with. Some how Chris was nominated to be Bob the Builder. He stood at the door greeting everyone, and taking pictures with some of the kids. I say some because due to his large plastic head and huge black eyes he ended up scaring most of the kids. As soon as they would see him they would get a death grip on a parent and move to the other side of the room. Some even started to cry. Two of them got so scared that Chris had to actually leave the room so they would walk by to start the tour. I think my favorite was the little boy that walked up to the door, saw Chris through the glass and ran off in the other direction. Fortunatly some kids did get excited and would run over and hug Chris and climb on his lap. It was pretty cute.

Our Baby

We had an ultrasound today. It looks like Jr. is going to have long legs, big feet and lots of hair.

I guess he will look somewhat like this......

Chris the Photographer

A couple years ago some how Chris convinced me that he really really needed a digital SLR (I still have no idea what that means) Since then he has gotten pretty good at photography. These are some of my favorite pictures he has taken.

You Know Your Pregnant When....

You Know Your Pregnant When....

The first and last thing you see in every building is the toilet.

Getting out of bed or off the couch is an Olympic Sport.

You have no idea how much you weight because you can't see the scale.

Every TV commercial makes you cry.

You have to asses how important something is that you just dropped... "is it really worth trying to bend over for that?"

You can smell dinner 5 houses away.

You forgot what you did 5 minutes ago.

Your on a first name basis with all your Dr's nurses.

People around you panic if you pick up anything that weighs more then 2 oz's.

A cough or sneeze nearly causes you to pee your pants.

Your belly has become a petting zoo.

People call you fat in creative ways "Oh, you've really blossomed!"

Your dog tries to step over your belly and gets high centered (this really did happen)

You're to tired to clean the kitchen so you make a list for your blog instead.

8 Weeks Left

Myers Reunion

Last week Chris and I flew out to Utah for 5 days. We had a Myers reunion then spent a few days with my parents and siblings. I think Chris slept 90% of the trip. We only made it to part of the reunion but we still had alot of fun. The day before we got there there was an Ugly Cowboy Contest. I don't know who won but I love how much effort everyone put into their outfits.

On the last day there was also a talent show.....

My cousin Judd sang a Pete's Dragon song with his daughter. That is one dedicated dad

My family did a dance to "Oops I did it again" I love my parents faces in this picture. My mom (the clown) looks like a diva and my dad (in the gold jumpsuit) looks like he is in pain from overstretching.

Some of my nieces and nephews did a dance and lip sync to "Save the last dance for me." Andie has so much attitude I love it.

I'm sure alot of you have seen this song on you tube but I love my sisters version of it. She gets really animated by the end.



But by far my cousins version of 7 Brides for 7 Brothers was the best. I was laughing so hard my finger hit the off button so it cuts off, but fortunately I got the camera back on in time for the best part.....

Here are some other random pictures of the reunion.

Memorial Weekend

We decided to go camping for the long weekend. It was sort of a last minute decision and Hoosier National Forrest is only 40 min away, so we did the lazy mans way of packing. We threw in the full box of camping gear and tossed everything else around it, including the dog. We ended up only staying one night because rain was coming but the 2 days we were there we had perfect weather and alot of fun. Bud seemed to enjoy himself also, although I think he attracted every tick in the forest and we had to spend 10 min prying them off him. I have never had to deal with ticks until we moved here and they are disgusting.

How much gear does it take for a 1 night camping trip?

I love Buds little bull legs. He got very territorial and barked at any dog that went by


Lets see, pregnant lady with the backpack and dog.... whats wrong here?

ARGH!!!!

Have you ever had one of those days where you just want to hide under your covers? I had one of those recently. It started with Chris slamming his 4 fingers in the car door. We are both shocked that he didn't break anything but his fingers are very bruised and swollen. On my way home from work my car decided to up and die. Fortunately it wasn't a busy road so I was able to coast to the side and after several tries I got the car to start again. Chris was working till midnight that day so I had a huge 'to do' list I was wanting to accomplish that evening. As soon as I got home everyone I know decided to take that moment to call me. While on the phone for over an hour my dog decided to grab everything in site so I did my best running after him while carrying on a conversation. Finally, at 7 pm I was able to start my list. I headed outside to work in the yard a bit and brought my dog with me. Looking around the back side of the house I decided the best place to hook the end of Bud's 20 ft leash was the back porch light fixture because it's bolted to the house. Oh boy was I wrong! Bud took off at a full on sprint and riped that light right out off it's place. So now I have a spastic dog and a light fixture hanging from wires..... great!

Fuming, I lock Bud in the house and start a sad attempt to fix the light. Half way through I head to the garage to find a wrench and my Houdini dog some how maneuvered right through my legs and off across the field, at that point I swear I heard him yelling "freeeedom!!!!" I went and found his leash and a toy and started the chase. After only a few minutes Bud got distracted by something on the ground so I took that moment to sprint through the field with my flip flops.... hello pot hole. Fortunately I only tripped a little and kept going. As I got close I heard a squeak by Bud and wondered what he had. I yelled his name and he looked up at me with a baby rabbit in his mouth.... oh boy! I yell, he dropped the rabbit, rabbit makes a dash, Bud pounces on the rabbit and I pounce on Bud. I got the leash on him and with super human strength wrestled him away from the rabbit. I then decide that I need to get the rabbit back to his den so it's mom can take care of him. So as I'm pushing Bud away with my right hand and leg I somehow manage to scoop the rabbit up in my shirt without touching it so my scent doesn't get on it (although looking back I'm sure that did nothing since it was in my shirt and my shirt has my scent on it) If any of my neighbors had looked out their window at this point they would have seen a pregnant lady in her sweats in the middle of the field with a spastic dog trying to tackle her down and her shirt half way up her belly with something in it. I manage to get the rabbit back to it's den only to see that it's no longer moving. I finally got back to the house only to remember that I have exposed wires outside and it's getting ready to rain. Not knowing anything about wires I did the best that I could with rope and called it a night. It was a horrible terrible no good very bad day.