Things like “douchebag-deluxe” and “breastfeeding like a hunchback” are the most recent ones…

N started it by telling me it was my own fault I had neck and back pain… “you breastfeed all hunchback like, it’s no wonder!” I looked at him all perplexed and mildly amused by the blunt remark.

He goes on to tell me that I used to be all about using pillows for support while I breastfed and now I’ve just resolved to feeding her uncomfortably.

I responded that he could offer to bring me my pillows and to help make me more comfortable when I am breastfeeding instead of being all douchebag-deluxe and leaving me to care for Everly all by my self all the time. We both snorted and went on our merry way.

It’s nice to have some humor back in the house!

In other news I’ve attempted to vlog with Everly, it’s less than eventful (unless you like my leaking boob!) but I know some family and friends will appreciate the shared video.

Oh, Everly took 1.5 oz of pumped milk from a bottle this morning while I slept. Woot, woot!

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On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
A garage cat with some fleas.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Two broken cars (poor Nissan and Amigo!)
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Three months-of-pregnancy (almost 4!),
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Four petri dishes of growing mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Five feet of soaking, nasty basement,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Six days of rain (and no freaking snow!),
Five feet of soaking basement,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Seven pans of cinnamon rolls,
Six days of rain,
Five feet of soaking basement,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Eight pounds of baby weight,
Seven pans of rolls,
Six days of rain,
Five feet of soaking basement,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Only nine checkers checking (at Walmart yesterday, what a joke!),
Eight pounds of weight,
Seven pans of rolls,
Six days of rain,
Five feet of soaking basement,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Ten packages shipped to loved ones,
Nine checkers checking,
Eight pounds of weight,
Seven pans of rolls,
Six days of rain,
Five feet of soaking basement,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Eleven poo smears in the toilet,
Ten packages shipped,
Nine checkers checking,
Eight pounds of weight,
Seven pans of rolls,
Six days of rain,
Five feet of soaking basement -Yuck!,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
Twelve-hundred-dollars-of-car-repair-work for the amigo. Ouch,
Eleven poo smears,
Ten packages shipped,
Nine checkers checking,
Eight pounds of weight,
Seven pans of cinnamon rolls,
Six days of rain,
Five feet of soaked basement,
Four dishes of mold,
Three months-of-pregnancy,
Two broken cars,
And a garage cat with some fleas.

Whew! That was amusing for me. By the way, after I wrote it all out I also did sing it just for good measure. You know to make sure it all went well together. Hope you tried to sing it too, brought a smile to my face just trying it! Happy holidays all, I hope you are having the best time today!

I know mine isn’t as good as this but it was entertaining!

From the album: Holiday Spirits by the Straight No Chasers

Now, I am not the only blogger who has reworked a holiday song just for their blog, many others have also done so! If this includes you please enter the link to your holiday song post below. We would love to see what others have come up with!

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We picked a bad day to go grocery shopping, everyone else was out doing the same thing! This means craziness in the isles. Shoppers are chowing down at sample tables like they are a feeding trough, others are racing around the stores like wild chickens with their heads cut off.

While we were in Bashas looking for refried beans some lady comes flying around the corner, without even giving us a chance to move she yells “excuse me” which startles me. I guess I gave her funny look and acted rather annoyed with her outburst.

While we are at the checkout the cashier asks me how many bags we have, we bring our own reusable grocery bags when we shop. I let him know we had 2 and that they are ones we already owned. I thought he was charging us for them (most stores sell them at the checkout counter now.) N said I practically bit the kids head off and that the poor guy was just trying to give us a discount for bringing the bags in. N felt bad for the kid.

I began bagging my own groceries, I wanted to make sure everything fit into the two bags we had, besides there was no bagger there anyway. So, I am bagging items and placing them into the cart when a young, odd girl comes over and starts tossing our groceries into a plastic bag. I explain that we have or own bags and that I am bagging stuff already. She shouts “well you can give me a bag and I’ll help”! I was shocked by the slightly rude tone she had but proceeded to hand her a reusable bag.

Apparently she was now having a conversation with a fellow employee and not paying attention to us. I handed the bag back to her and let it go. Well, N said I practically threw the bag in her face. Then she notices the news station jacket I was wearing (it was N’s) and starts shouting about “the news guy”, she comments that she thought he looked familiar and continues to alert everyone in the overcrowded store that the “news man is here”!

N became flustered and I was annoyed, can’t we just shop in peace? Then the cashier gets a error on his register. “I’ve got a 90 on 3” he announces over he intercom, this makes our uncomfortable experience last longer while the manager comes over to clear the error. In the meantime our bagger is still going on about N at the top of her lungs.

I quickly swipe my card, the debit card machine has an error also. Finally we get our receipt, “you saved $62.39 today!” the cashier says as we try to quickly exit the uncomfortable situation. Once we get out the door N and I look at each other and just laugh!

After getting into the car N says “I just wanted to tell the poor cashier and bagger that it was your time of the month, you were kind of rude to them”… I was rude… really? I didn’t feel overly b!tc$y or irritable… Well, I guess my hormones got the best of me. If I was pregnant I wouldn’t be PMSing right now!

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Happy friday everyone!

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• http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYwZcRXkAKU
• http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6p0122D–OE
• http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dOwRVCZMMKo
• http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zm3OX0EimP4
• http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1LzTkk0TIpA

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