It's time for some baby talk

I'm sure you're all wondering how the babysitting gig went, right?

Well, lets just say it went a little differently than expected.

It kind of made me realize how selfish Jesse and I are. I mean, we do what we want, when we want and however we want.  Not this weekend though.  This weekend, little tiny Allison called the shots in our house.  And it became very apparent that she was definitely not on the same schedule we were.

Poor little thing.  She's a little six month old baby who was teething and missing her mommy.  Let me tell you, most of the time she was not a happy camper. There was a lot of crying going on in the Deem household this weekend, and I don't think all of it was from the baby.

But we survived all the dirty diapers, crying, and disgusting noises that even the cutest of babies can make.

And I think she even had just a little bit of fun.

Although I'm happy to get back  to my own sleep schedule, I really miss the little squirt!
  

Our weekend plans

Okay, so I'm sure all of you have really missed me, and I'm sure you were like stalking my blog everyday to see if I had posted anything new, so to you I apologize.  Sometimes I'm just a slacker.

I blame this on the fact that I sit in front of a computer ALL day at work.  So naturally when I get home, the last thing I want to do is sit in front of my computer at home. But, I'm going to try harder. I mean, have you seen my list of followers recently? I'm at six.

Holla!

Yep, my fan club is steadily growing.  At this rate, I should have about 12 followers by December.  I don't want to brag or anything, but I'm kind of turning into a big deal. :)  Okay, I'm just kidding...

Please, I beg of you.  Follow my blog.  I've started joining a lot of other blogs and have even started to research some online writing gigs, but no one is going to hire someone that only has six followers. So if you are a member of my family, or my BFF (ahem... Amber) then I'm talking to you.

Moving on...

I am really looking forward to this weekend.  Why you ask?  Because we get to spend the whole entire weekend babysitting this adorably, precious bundle of joy.

This is our niece Allison.  Actually it's Jesse's niece, but she's so freakin adorable that I like to claim her as my niece too.  I don't think my sister-in-law will mind!   Anyway, I'm super pumped about having Miss Allison over for the weekend!  Do babies make everyone happy or is that just me?

Well, I hope everyone enjoys their weekend!

Don't forget to follow my blog!

The world's best husband

For real.

I need to get a coffee mug for him that says, "World's Best Husband" or maybe a magnet.  Remember those magnets that we used to buy for our parents for Christmas?  It looked like "World's Greatest Mom" was written in crayon? I remember my mom used to give me like $10.00 to go to school and buy Christmas presents, and I'm pretty sure I bought her the same dang magnet every year.

Anyway, back to my husband.  He needs one of those magnets.

He's done some pretty awesome things for me lately. 

First and foremost, he bought me a dishwasher.  A dishwasher!  Can you believe it?  I swear it was one of the happiest days of my life!  We've had it for about a week now, and I can't even think of the words to describe how truly amazing it is. Not only do I have a machine that washes all of my dishes, I also have somewhere to hide all of my dirty dishes!

Then, the other night he came home with another surprise.  I was sitting on the couch watching TV, and he told me to close my eyes and hold out my hand.  He had an awesome surprise for me.  So, I did what I was told, and immediately opened my eyes when I felt the box in my hands.

You'll never guess what it was.

Okay, Okay...I'll tell you.

The Clapper!  Yes, you read that right.  Like, "Clap On, Clap Off ... The Clapper!"

The first words out of my mouth were, "You didn't actually spend money on this did you?"  Thankfully he said, "No".  And then I got really excited.  "Let's put it in our bedroom."  I immediately said.

So, he hooked it up to his lamp, and I spent the rest of the evening hanging out in our bedroom and just randomly clapping.  That night, I went to bed with the biggest smile on my face because as soon as I got all snuggled in and found a good, comfortable spot on the bed, I clapped twice and everything went dark.

You little rascal.

My friend Hatcher: blah, blah, blah “My mom and her mobile scooter.”


Me: “Hey. You need a mobile scooter? I got one for sale.” (When I think back to the actual conversation, I picture myself saying this in a New Jersey accent, chomping on bubble gum while twirling my fingers in my hair. It may or may not have happened this way)

The other ten people in the room: "What? Why do you have a mobile scooter? That’s weird."


Okay, so we are selling a mobile scooter for one of our friends, and right now it’s just hanging out in our basement until we can find a suitable owner.


I kind of don’t want to sell it.

I like it.

I used to drive it around in our basement when Jesse wasn’t home.


Then…


I wrecked it.

I was trying to parallel park the mobile scooter. Which is a terrible idea, considering I can’t even parallel park a car. But I thought, “It’s just a scooter”. Surely it’s easier than parallel parking a car. Boy was I wrong.

I crashed into our desk.

And my husband took away the keys.

Hopefully I never need one of those scooters! Can you get insurance on those things?