I know I have not posted a picture of myself with my new dark do but I have not felt pretty enough to stand on the other side of the camera. Plus, every time something social comes up, it also starts to rain and this natural curl girl don't look good in the rain. Years and years of using the hair dryer to object to what God gave me now turns into a frizzy mess when he showers us with love. (That was for you Tiffany)
My thoughts were to take a cute picture of me and the Bigger Baby tonight whilst at the Ryan Adams concert (no...not summer of '69 guy) but it is raining and...again, not feeling pretty.
However, enough about me, this is all things Owen.
Not much going on with the little fella. Still not crawling but some how he does make it around a room. It is more of a butt shuffle. I cannot say that I am not bummed out about his slow to develop ways but I still think he is the most perfect creation in the world so I count my blessings! I actually think he may be a little bit of a comedian - his personality sparkles - and we all know that the world can always use laughter.
He just makes me happy!
I made an appointment to see Santa at Phipps Plaza on November 14th. Owen wanted to make sure that Santa had his list long before December...since he has been such a good boy. While I know that this is not officially Owen's first Christmas, last year he slept and I felt gross (seeing as how I had just pushed out a 9 lb baby 9 days before) I am really excited about this year. I am more organized about the Santa visit than I am at work. Probably should not announce that...what up boss man!!!
But, making an appointment to see Santa...this may just be a little too much. If the picture turns out okay, expect to see Greetings from the Ferguson's in your mail box this holiday season.
Before we speak to Santa though, we must get through Halloween...and my little Sock Monkey cannot wait to trick or treat...and yes he will want candy because his mom needs a sugar fix.
This year is flying by...can you believe it?
xoxo
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
A few things
1. My hair appointment is tomorrow. So nervous but so excited. If it looks bad, I will change it. Just a try though...right. I HATE posting pictures of myself but I promise to try to not act as shallow and let you see the results. LOOKS ARE EVERYTHING.
2. I am concerned about the amount of Marlboro's that Rachel Ray is smoking. I was at home the other day (sick...AS A DOG) and was stuck in my bed. I guess the remote fell off and the mere idea of getting up to get it was totally out of the question so I was stuck watching Rachel. STOP SMOKING. Seriously. I mean, I was afraid with all the giggling she was going to break out in a smokers cough while making pimiento mac and cheese - which looked disgusting and kind of like a smokers cough but whatever.
3. I got gas - the fuel kind. I really was stressed out about it. Laugh all you want now but I could not sleep on Sunday.
4. I hate the View. Terrible show, never watch it.
That is all.
xoxo
2. I am concerned about the amount of Marlboro's that Rachel Ray is smoking. I was at home the other day (sick...AS A DOG) and was stuck in my bed. I guess the remote fell off and the mere idea of getting up to get it was totally out of the question so I was stuck watching Rachel. STOP SMOKING. Seriously. I mean, I was afraid with all the giggling she was going to break out in a smokers cough while making pimiento mac and cheese - which looked disgusting and kind of like a smokers cough but whatever.
3. I got gas - the fuel kind. I really was stressed out about it. Laugh all you want now but I could not sleep on Sunday.
4. I hate the View. Terrible show, never watch it.
That is all.
xoxo
Monday, September 29, 2008
Dear Peaches
Dear Sweet Wonderful Peaches who I miss soooo much:
I think you should reconsider your feelings on Dairy Land. From what I can tell, less traffic = less gas = less wait = less worry.
As you watch the leaves change in America's Heartland, I watch the gas prices change...as I am sitting at the station watching crazy people in jalopies scream at each other.
While you are enjoying the oldest run the wrong way at the football game, I am debating whether or not to tool to the place where everybody is somebody to visit our awesome parents to watch a horrible football game.
While you are telling TC no on the camper, I am considering buying a camper to move to Satan's Pants.
Therefore
Atlanta - 0
Satan's Pants - 3
Love you...send GAS money.
Jill
Friday, September 26, 2008
Going to the dark side
I have made a decision...and I think a pretty big one. Peaches and mom will not be too jazzed but......I am going dark with my hair.
Just for the fall / winter season to see how much I like it. AHHH, I am so nervous, this is a big step for me. I have been blonde since birth I guess (not sure) and have been highlighting my hair since the 8th grade. It has taken a lot of maintenance and money so for this season I have decided that I want to try something different. Gus has it and I think she looks great. Call me a copy cat but I want to try to be a brunette.
I consulted with Jeff and he thinks that it will look good. Really, what does he know but...I had to ask someone. Mom already shot it down once. Still defiant.
I am making an appointment next week and cross your fingers I do not chicken out. I know it was a trend, I believe the trend is dead but I am seriously always three years behind so whatever...I'm me and I rock.
I am hoping that this will help me save a little money during the winter season...seeing as how Christmas and the 1st birthday are coming up soon and there are presents to buy...and Caboose. Seriously, could you have maybe planned this better?
Ahh, I hope it looks good. It better look good. It has to look good...right?!?!?!
Just for the fall / winter season to see how much I like it. AHHH, I am so nervous, this is a big step for me. I have been blonde since birth I guess (not sure) and have been highlighting my hair since the 8th grade. It has taken a lot of maintenance and money so for this season I have decided that I want to try something different. Gus has it and I think she looks great. Call me a copy cat but I want to try to be a brunette.
I consulted with Jeff and he thinks that it will look good. Really, what does he know but...I had to ask someone. Mom already shot it down once. Still defiant.
I am making an appointment next week and cross your fingers I do not chicken out. I know it was a trend, I believe the trend is dead but I am seriously always three years behind so whatever...I'm me and I rock.
I am hoping that this will help me save a little money during the winter season...seeing as how Christmas and the 1st birthday are coming up soon and there are presents to buy...and Caboose. Seriously, could you have maybe planned this better?
Ahh, I hope it looks good. It better look good. It has to look good...right?!?!?!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Three toys and a receiving blanket...we are set
I have SOOO much work to do this week. Really all weeks but it seems like this week it is catching up with me. If I don't get a head start I have a feeling that I will soon get my horrible midnight stress induced stomach pains...that is NO BODIES FRIEND. (ranks up there with lattice and Joe Todd...)
Anyway, so I was near Owen's school today and since I have to leave my office so early to get him and then head home I thought why not just swing in, get him and then head to the office to work. Excellent idea. Upon entering my co-workers swarm. MUST HOLD BABY. They are all so sweet and so excited to see him. I dashed to my office...and then the water works. Great...separation anxiety and I have no time.
Bottle = Chill
Once the bottle was down the hatch, the blanket and the three toys I had in the diaper bag all went on the floor and we are caught up!! He has been so good. Can I bring him in everyday? I am not sure how much work my co-workers got to but I am impressed with my multi-tasking skills. Seriously, I wish I had a video camera right now to capture this moment. Impressed!
Owen rules and if he keeps it up, I have a pile of items to file on my guest chair that he can get to.
Anyway, so I was near Owen's school today and since I have to leave my office so early to get him and then head home I thought why not just swing in, get him and then head to the office to work. Excellent idea. Upon entering my co-workers swarm. MUST HOLD BABY. They are all so sweet and so excited to see him. I dashed to my office...and then the water works. Great...separation anxiety and I have no time.
Bottle = Chill
Once the bottle was down the hatch, the blanket and the three toys I had in the diaper bag all went on the floor and we are caught up!! He has been so good. Can I bring him in everyday? I am not sure how much work my co-workers got to but I am impressed with my multi-tasking skills. Seriously, I wish I had a video camera right now to capture this moment. Impressed!
Owen rules and if he keeps it up, I have a pile of items to file on my guest chair that he can get to.
Monday, September 22, 2008
If you are looking for a fat lip, please comment on my hair
I am not a fan of having natural curls. In my opinion, they are not pretty, not attractive and all around a big, finger in a light socket look. I despise my hair...really, all the time. After having Owen it refuses to look good. It's dry (I am about to buy the sleek and shine stuff in the ethnic section), it's frizzy, it's UGLY. I am aware...but, it is just plain rude to ask me if my day is going bad because my hair looks terrible...BOSS MAN. You my friend are on notice.
It's all in good fun...blah blah blah. He will appreciate the bill I put on his desk for reimbursement to get my hair did...
I believe that the Asian woman at the Chinese place I stopped at to get my soup today also commented on my hair. Ahhh, love crazy hair. Really...I paid her in change.
(which, as a side note, I have now begun to pay for my lunches in change since I have decided that since I do the laundry in the house what I find becomes mine and if it happens to be quarters and dimes so I can buy hot and sour soup and a cookie then lucky me. I happen to know that my Aunt Ricki found $100 or something once while doing family laundry. I bet she gave it back...she is a better person. I would have TOTALLY kept it and bought myself something pretty and never told.)
Last week the day care called me to tell me that Owen was crying. Um...you're a day care, are you not used to this? Apparently because my baby ROCKS and never cries this was cause for alarm. I spent all of yesterday with him alone because the stupid Falcon's were in town and became witness to this cry. Um...I believe it is what they call a temper tantrum and I think 9 months may be too young for this. TERRIBLE STUFF.
We did find a play ground while walking this weekend and Owen had a wonderful time on the swings. It was a war getting him back into his seat so we could stroll on home. We will be swinging again tonight. I will try to take pictures...action shots if you will.
I have a headache, want to go home and I guess cut my hair off with kitchen scissors.
xoxo
It's all in good fun...blah blah blah. He will appreciate the bill I put on his desk for reimbursement to get my hair did...
I believe that the Asian woman at the Chinese place I stopped at to get my soup today also commented on my hair. Ahhh, love crazy hair. Really...I paid her in change.
(which, as a side note, I have now begun to pay for my lunches in change since I have decided that since I do the laundry in the house what I find becomes mine and if it happens to be quarters and dimes so I can buy hot and sour soup and a cookie then lucky me. I happen to know that my Aunt Ricki found $100 or something once while doing family laundry. I bet she gave it back...she is a better person. I would have TOTALLY kept it and bought myself something pretty and never told.)
Last week the day care called me to tell me that Owen was crying. Um...you're a day care, are you not used to this? Apparently because my baby ROCKS and never cries this was cause for alarm. I spent all of yesterday with him alone because the stupid Falcon's were in town and became witness to this cry. Um...I believe it is what they call a temper tantrum and I think 9 months may be too young for this. TERRIBLE STUFF.
We did find a play ground while walking this weekend and Owen had a wonderful time on the swings. It was a war getting him back into his seat so we could stroll on home. We will be swinging again tonight. I will try to take pictures...action shots if you will.
I have a headache, want to go home and I guess cut my hair off with kitchen scissors.
xoxo
Monday, September 15, 2008
Dear Andy Rooney
Dear Mr. Rooney:
I am writing you this letter in hopes that I can be a candidate for your job when you decide to retire, or if the Good Lord takes you first...either way, please allow me to be in consideration.
The reason I ask this is because in the few times that I have been able to catch your bit on 60 minutes, you have shown me the contents of your desk, the wires hooked up to your computer, the amount of phones that you keep around you and some dusty books. Most recent I caught your segment last night on the contents of your kitchen drawers.
I typically do not complete the 60 minutes program because it runs in conjunction with bath time for my infant son. He so enjoys to splash around in the tub so who am I to take this away from him. However, last night was an exception because he was given a bath earlier in the day for a birthday party so there was no need for bath time during the 7 o'clock hour. Also, from time to time when I do catch your program I tend to turn the channel because I am appalled by the leanings of your journalists (but that is for another letter coming soon). Although, the piece on Justice Scallia was very insightful and caught my attention so I continued to tune in.
I often laugh about your opening lines because my sister and I would from time to time laugh at our father for pulling "You know what is wrong with America today" when he would catch us watching MTV or some other "trash program". I have been known to even laugh at something you would say.
Last night though was ridiculous. Kitchen drawer contents! There is an election, housing crisis, gas prices, etc...you choose to discuss the contents of your kitchen drawers. What pained me the most during this topic was the close ups on your fingers. Gross!!!
I would like to be put in consideration because I too can waste loads of time discussing various non-topics. Take this letter for example. I too have lots of stuff on my desk. A stapler, mouse, mouse pad, some pictures of my adorable son, computer, files, heck...I even have a salt shaker. I have a pen with fuzzy hair, I have a tiki cup full of paper clips. I have a fan that is used only some of the time that I hate turning on because it blows dust everywhere...obviously our cleaners are not very good. I have different kinds of post it notes, some are big, some really small and some that have lines. I am not sure which ones I use most...probably the post it notes with the lines, they keep me organized. I have different color folders for different topics, I like to be colored coordinated and it adds some spice to my office. I have a telephone that lights up when I have a message, I have drawers and staple removers. I have pens...lots of pens, only I prefer to use blue ink.
See...I would be PERFECT for the job. I have other things I can discuss. If it will seal the deal, I can report back to you on the contents of my kitchen cabinets and drawers. Please let me know.
I look forward to hearing back from you.
Kind regards,
I am writing you this letter in hopes that I can be a candidate for your job when you decide to retire, or if the Good Lord takes you first...either way, please allow me to be in consideration.
The reason I ask this is because in the few times that I have been able to catch your bit on 60 minutes, you have shown me the contents of your desk, the wires hooked up to your computer, the amount of phones that you keep around you and some dusty books. Most recent I caught your segment last night on the contents of your kitchen drawers.
I typically do not complete the 60 minutes program because it runs in conjunction with bath time for my infant son. He so enjoys to splash around in the tub so who am I to take this away from him. However, last night was an exception because he was given a bath earlier in the day for a birthday party so there was no need for bath time during the 7 o'clock hour. Also, from time to time when I do catch your program I tend to turn the channel because I am appalled by the leanings of your journalists (but that is for another letter coming soon). Although, the piece on Justice Scallia was very insightful and caught my attention so I continued to tune in.
I often laugh about your opening lines because my sister and I would from time to time laugh at our father for pulling "You know what is wrong with America today" when he would catch us watching MTV or some other "trash program". I have been known to even laugh at something you would say.
Last night though was ridiculous. Kitchen drawer contents! There is an election, housing crisis, gas prices, etc...you choose to discuss the contents of your kitchen drawers. What pained me the most during this topic was the close ups on your fingers. Gross!!!
I would like to be put in consideration because I too can waste loads of time discussing various non-topics. Take this letter for example. I too have lots of stuff on my desk. A stapler, mouse, mouse pad, some pictures of my adorable son, computer, files, heck...I even have a salt shaker. I have a pen with fuzzy hair, I have a tiki cup full of paper clips. I have a fan that is used only some of the time that I hate turning on because it blows dust everywhere...obviously our cleaners are not very good. I have different kinds of post it notes, some are big, some really small and some that have lines. I am not sure which ones I use most...probably the post it notes with the lines, they keep me organized. I have different color folders for different topics, I like to be colored coordinated and it adds some spice to my office. I have a telephone that lights up when I have a message, I have drawers and staple removers. I have pens...lots of pens, only I prefer to use blue ink.
See...I would be PERFECT for the job. I have other things I can discuss. If it will seal the deal, I can report back to you on the contents of my kitchen cabinets and drawers. Please let me know.
I look forward to hearing back from you.
Kind regards,
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