My friend had to have an emergency gall bladder surgery today. That got me to thinking…. why the extra parts, Divine Being/God? Tonsils, wisdom teeth, appendix, gall bladder, foreskin and some would argue pubic hair are all completely worthless. I googled “purpose of the appendix” today and wikipedia gave me this:

Given the appendix’s propensity to cause death via infection, and the seeming perfect health of those who have had their appendix removed, the biological purpose of the appendix has mystified scientists for some time.

So can’t we just evolve already and get rid of all this fuss? I’m just sayin.

I don’t adore this new design. It works for now though. So s’cuse me for a while if I make changes in the middle of the night.

Who loves you? Yes I copied it and yes this totally sucks as a blog entry but I had to know what terms to even search to find it. So there.

Here you go!

So much has happened this past year. I mean to keep up with my blog. I really do. Stuff comes up and I end up not doing it.

Yesterday was Gage’s first birthday. It’s hard to comprehend. On one hand, it feels like time crept by. That’s partly because I was a stay at home mom. On the other hand, it feels like it went by in a flash. Having a child screws up your entire sense of time anyway though.

We moved to Louisiana a few weeks ago. It has taken alot of adjusting but we are slowly coming out of the fog. We loved Austin, TX. It just didn’t love us. Neither one of us could get jobs that we loved that payed us well enough to stay living there. I figure we’ll get back on track and pay off all of our debt and then re-evaluate. So that’s the update on us. Things are looking up. They weren’t for going so great there for a while.

Thank you all for checking on me and still loving me.

I knew it! I hate the smell of popcorn cooking in an office. My stomach turns. Stop it, people. You are giving each other lung cancer.

http://health.yahoo.com/news/179052

If your Mom has to remind you to “update your blog already, woman”, it’s not a good sign. Sorry, guys. I just get all consumed with this kid and the day that I don’t get on here and update like I should. I have Gage’s blog too and I guess I just bit off more than I could chew with two blogs and a mommy message board that I obsess over as well. Those girls keep me sane.

Anyway, let’s see here. Not much to report really.

***The kid is key-ute with a capital K. He is becoming such a little individual now. I love spending time with him. Pictures at the end.

***I have decided to take up sewing because I need one more expensive hobby that will drive everyone (myself included) insane. My other hobby, photography, is still on hold waiting for that awesome camera. Oh and remember that Roller Derby thing? That really panned out. I’m going to borrow a friend’s sewing machine to see if my vision exceeds my talent. I am actually decent at it, I’ll buy my own. I’ll keep you posted.

***I went to visit my family and friends in Louisiana at the beginning of July and I will be going again at the end of this month. I am going this time to purge my mother’s house of all things pre-1985. Here’s to hoping that I come out of it alive and she and I are still speaking.

*** I have been doing really good with cooking around this place. I started buying meat and freezing and thawing it. I know that sounds so dumb because “duh, that’s what you do.”, but I never have so now I am. It really is handy.

Okay, as promised here is the kid in all his cute glory. You can click on it and get to the flickr page and see the rest of his pictures. I will update again soon. I promise. If you are indeed reading this, thank you for keeping up with me and my sporadic postings.

Ready to waste alot of hours of your life? You will not beat this thing. You just won’t.

http://www.20q.net/

Go look at your gas gauge in your car. There is an arrow above the little gas tank picture that tells you what side the tank is on! How have I gone my whole life not knowing that? You are welcome!

Posted finally over at Unexpected Tenant.

Tell everyone you know that is having or just had a baby. I’m officially in the announcement designing business. Here is the link. www.fuzzyheadbaby.com

I’m starting up a little side deal of designing birth announcements. I will branch out into making other types of cards soon as well. Here is a link to some of the announcements that I’ve made so far. Let anyone you know that may need them. I can be contacted at clumsycajun@gmail.com. I can change any design colors, font, etc. I will be posting more as I make them. I plan on charging $40 for just the design and then they can be printed anywhere.

Him: You know, having a baby is alot like having a goldfish.
Me: Because they poop alot and they can’t remember what they did 7 seconds ago?
Him: No, because the start up cost is expensive.
Me: The start up cost?
Him: You have to get the tank and the rocks and the filter and the castle. It’s just like with a baby and you get the stroller and the bouncy seat and all that. Then once you have it, they aren’t that expensive anymore.
Me: I can’t believe you just compared our son to a goldfish.

You can see all the pics here. They turned out so well. I can’t get over it. I’m working on his birth announcement now.

We had a photographer, recommended to me by Shannon, come over to the house on Saturday. I cannot say enough good things about this girl. The photos turned out so great. Here is one that I am loving right now.

I’ve never been good at keeping a journal. I will write daily for about a month and then not touch it again for a year. I hang onto it though because I like to look back and read what I was thinking that year. That’s kind of what I do with this blog. I don’t keep up with it like I should but I like to look back and read what was going on with me at the time. I really don’t care if anyone else even reads it. It’s fun that you do, but I would have the same attitude about it if you didn’t. One of the reasons that I started a blog is that I am the person in a crowd that always has a funny story about everything. It can be annoying to some people but other people love it. I wanted this to be a place to tell my stories. I’m going to make this that place now that I don’t get any human interaction. My stories are totally wasted on this 7 week old human. His sense of humor is limited to what noises I can make the bottle make. Even that is only funny about 40% of the time.

I always thought that we would have a baby and lay around all day staring at him and trying to identify what baby parts took after who. I imagined us so filled with love for each other that we would never argue again. Not so. Instead I find us bickering over every little thing. Orders are barked around. I get frustrated because I feel like I do everything around here and his lazy habits have not gotten better. He is frustrated because he feels like he works all day and I have nothing better to do. Add feeling like the most unattractive person alive after you have a baby and you have a recipe for marital disaster.

Tonight’s argument stemmed from the dogs. Ahhh, the dogs. I could write for days about the frustration level those two have caused in the past 6 weeks. How many times they’ve been the reason we were going to get a divorce. However, the specific issue today was that I forgot to feed them. What my husband does not understand is that the dogs are not even on my radar these days. I cannot take care of this baby, the dishes, the bottles, the laundry, the bathrooms being cleaned, the trash, wake him up in the morning, find time to sleep, eat my damn self and feed the dogs. I used to care what happened to them and if they were happy but that was before this little person consumed my every waking moment. I think about feeding them or letting them go out to potty and boom! the baby starts crying and that thought gets pushed aside. That fast and I lose what I was about to do. I don’t even pee some days for 10 hours because I simply forget. I guess he thinks that I sit around all day just having fun and ignore the dogs. You would think that the fact that I look exactly like I did when he left (formula stained shirt and bedhead) would be some clue to how most of my days go. He is a good father. He really is. His husband skills could just use some work right about now.

Would it be possible to get a 3-way lightbulb that all 3 ways worked for more than a day? I don’t think this is too much to ask.