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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Last Chance for August
My goal after Matilda was born was to post at least once each month. It's a lofty goal, I know. I just realized what today is, so I'm making it short.
Cameron started 3rd grade last week. He has 2 great teachers that split the day. They are great so far. Brandon gave him a ride to school, so he thought he should be in the picture too I guess.
Nice pose!
The real pose.
Um, Brandon wears a backpack to work each day as well. Really.
Anyway, it's weird to have a 3rd grade son. I think "Oh geez! I remember SOOO much from 3rd grade!" so I'm nervous about what I'm doing that he will remember clearly.
Heaven help me!
Cameron started 3rd grade last week. He has 2 great teachers that split the day. They are great so far. Brandon gave him a ride to school, so he thought he should be in the picture too I guess.
Nice pose!
The real pose.
Um, Brandon wears a backpack to work each day as well. Really.
Anyway, it's weird to have a 3rd grade son. I think "Oh geez! I remember SOOO much from 3rd grade!" so I'm nervous about what I'm doing that he will remember clearly.
Heaven help me!
Monday, July 6, 2009
Putting Her to Work
Monday, June 29, 2009
On this Episode of Matilda's Memoirs...
It's only a minute long, hang in there.
Apparently he had sent me for a new bib.
Apparently he had sent me for a new bib.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
How To Tell It's Time to Buy Your Husband New Deoderant
When you catch him using yours. It's an ongoing problem.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Years Since Our First Date = 10
May 8th is our First Date Anniversary. Let me regale you with the tale.
When I was 19, I worked at the Gap. One fine day in May, I was working in the dressing room. Brandon stopped in after work to pick up some khakis. They were very popular that year. He was in the dressing room and decided he wanted to come talk to me, so he walked up and said, "How much will these pants shrink?"
"Why, 1/4 to 1/2 inch," was my standard reply. Somehow we kept talking and talking and talking. I chalk up this jovial mood of mine to it being 15 minutes from quittin' time. He followed me around while I put clothes away and everything. Finally, 7pm hit and I asked him for his phone number so I could go home. A couple days later, when he had given up hope of me ever calling, I did. When I called, I was in a dressing room of my own, telling him I'd call him later that evening. Later that evening, he was IN THE BATH at his Grandma's house. Little did I know how this would affect our lives. Anyhoo...We made plans to go out that weekend.
He came and picked me up at my Dad's apartment. He thought, given the state of mess there, that I was white trash. I'm sure my skanky outfit didn't help. Silly B. As we drove to our destination (a rave), I asked him what kind of music he liked.
"Techno," was his response.
"Oh, anything else?"
"Pretty much techno," he said. ha. And it was that annoying techno that is really repetitive and obnoxious...
So we were at the rave dancing and he goes off somewhere. He comes back, opens his hand and has 2 pills in his hand. "You want one?" he generously asks. "Um, no thanks." So then later on, about 4 am, we head over to Dee's Restaurant (like a Denny's) for some post-rave food. There was a bloody man on an ambulance gurney in the lobby. We pressed on. Our favorite trans-gendered host(ess) Robin sat us. Then Brandon announces, "Oh, I spent all my money on those pills." So I had to pay for my own toast or whatever I got. (This is sounding very sadddddd.) After the food, he took me up to the hill above the Capitol Building to enjoy the view. After some talking, we were sitting there a little awkwardly and I moved in my seat. Oooops, I made a small toot. After a pause (cause I'm sure he heard it) I quietly said, "Excuse me..." "Why?" (he hadn't heard) "Um, I farted a little." (And this is the reason I tell him to get off my case now, because he had full disclosure as to what I'm all about that day) It was embarrassing. Somehow, SOMEHOW, we segued back into the date and started kissing. I knew he was a really great guy because of his kisses. Hard to elaborate. I could just tell.
After a little making out, I had to go to the bathroom REALLY BAD. We raced towards home...but made a quick stop at the Harmon's nearby. We both RAN to our respective bathrooms. It was hilarious. Anyway, it sounds wierd and dumb and illegal and gross, but our first date was memorable. And it fits us.
The first anniversary, we went back. There was the dead body of someone who had been hit by a car half a block away. But Robin was there. The next time we went, Brandon's chicken was undercooked. Gross. We haven't made it every year, but this year was special. I told him we were spending the evening with the kids at Ange's house. We got halfway there and I told him I needed a Slurpee. Ange secretly met me there and took the boys. I said, "Did you like my super devious planning?" He said he didn't understand why it was all super secret to have her babysit. Aha! He still didn't remember what the day was. So I put some techno on his iPhone and then he figured it out. There was no undercooked food, and no blood and gore. No drugs, no skanky outfits and no Robin :(. But there was a baby girl, and it was great.
I don't know if you would go out with me again, but you know I would go out with you. Happy 1st Date Anniversary Babyheart! I love you.
When I was 19, I worked at the Gap. One fine day in May, I was working in the dressing room. Brandon stopped in after work to pick up some khakis. They were very popular that year. He was in the dressing room and decided he wanted to come talk to me, so he walked up and said, "How much will these pants shrink?"
"Why, 1/4 to 1/2 inch," was my standard reply. Somehow we kept talking and talking and talking. I chalk up this jovial mood of mine to it being 15 minutes from quittin' time. He followed me around while I put clothes away and everything. Finally, 7pm hit and I asked him for his phone number so I could go home. A couple days later, when he had given up hope of me ever calling, I did. When I called, I was in a dressing room of my own, telling him I'd call him later that evening. Later that evening, he was IN THE BATH at his Grandma's house. Little did I know how this would affect our lives. Anyhoo...We made plans to go out that weekend.
He came and picked me up at my Dad's apartment. He thought, given the state of mess there, that I was white trash. I'm sure my skanky outfit didn't help. Silly B. As we drove to our destination (a rave), I asked him what kind of music he liked.
"Techno," was his response.
"Oh, anything else?"
"Pretty much techno," he said. ha. And it was that annoying techno that is really repetitive and obnoxious...
So we were at the rave dancing and he goes off somewhere. He comes back, opens his hand and has 2 pills in his hand. "You want one?" he generously asks. "Um, no thanks." So then later on, about 4 am, we head over to Dee's Restaurant (like a Denny's) for some post-rave food. There was a bloody man on an ambulance gurney in the lobby. We pressed on. Our favorite trans-gendered host(ess) Robin sat us. Then Brandon announces, "Oh, I spent all my money on those pills." So I had to pay for my own toast or whatever I got. (This is sounding very sadddddd.) After the food, he took me up to the hill above the Capitol Building to enjoy the view. After some talking, we were sitting there a little awkwardly and I moved in my seat. Oooops, I made a small toot. After a pause (cause I'm sure he heard it) I quietly said, "Excuse me..." "Why?" (he hadn't heard) "Um, I farted a little." (And this is the reason I tell him to get off my case now, because he had full disclosure as to what I'm all about that day) It was embarrassing. Somehow, SOMEHOW, we segued back into the date and started kissing. I knew he was a really great guy because of his kisses. Hard to elaborate. I could just tell.
After a little making out, I had to go to the bathroom REALLY BAD. We raced towards home...but made a quick stop at the Harmon's nearby. We both RAN to our respective bathrooms. It was hilarious. Anyway, it sounds wierd and dumb and illegal and gross, but our first date was memorable. And it fits us.
The first anniversary, we went back. There was the dead body of someone who had been hit by a car half a block away. But Robin was there. The next time we went, Brandon's chicken was undercooked. Gross. We haven't made it every year, but this year was special. I told him we were spending the evening with the kids at Ange's house. We got halfway there and I told him I needed a Slurpee. Ange secretly met me there and took the boys. I said, "Did you like my super devious planning?" He said he didn't understand why it was all super secret to have her babysit. Aha! He still didn't remember what the day was. So I put some techno on his iPhone and then he figured it out. There was no undercooked food, and no blood and gore. No drugs, no skanky outfits and no Robin :(. But there was a baby girl, and it was great.
I don't know if you would go out with me again, but you know I would go out with you. Happy 1st Date Anniversary Babyheart! I love you.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Cara Dee's far from Boring Adventure.
Many of you tuned in to facebook for the 3rd and final installment of "The Hansen's Have a Baby" yet most of you have not seen the fruits of our labor....er, Cara's Labor, so here I am. Cara, much to my surprise, didn't want to blog right now and put me in charge.
The delivery was the fastest of all our children......about5 good pushes 4 contractions worth of pushing and she was out. Prior to the pushing Cara jumped from a 4 to a 9.5 in 1 hour (for those that know what that means) leaving a few of us very little time to get back from lunch and shopping. Matilda Pearl Hansen was born at 3:35 tuesday afternoon, weighed 8lbs 7oz, and was 21 inches long. She is perfectly healthy and has most of her parts (there seems to be a few less than the boys had). Well, here she is.........
The delivery was the fastest of all our children......about
Monday, April 6, 2009
Brandon, the Car Model
Lookie what Brandon found on a website and sent me today...
Ha ha! This is almost exactly 6 years ago. That is his Bug, his pride and joy. He fully restored the whole thing, much to my chagrin, because I am a shrew. It's a '63 Ragtop Beetle. Yay. May it live forever in internet glory. Here's the website it was on and you can see the shell it started as. Scroll down to the 2nd and 3rd pictures.
Here's Cam, trying to sneak a ride.
Ha ha! This is almost exactly 6 years ago. That is his Bug, his pride and joy. He fully restored the whole thing, much to my chagrin, because I am a shrew. It's a '63 Ragtop Beetle. Yay. May it live forever in internet glory. Here's the website it was on and you can see the shell it started as. Scroll down to the 2nd and 3rd pictures.
Here's Cam, trying to sneak a ride.
Oh, and by this time tomorrow, I'll have something to show for the stretched out belly. Yay!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
And now a word from our sponsors...
CONTEST OVER!!
I should have just stopped it as soon as Brandi commented within the first hour, but just for fun, I kept it going. Blah. Ange came in a VERY close second.The place was in front of the Paris Hotel in Las Vegas (we were watching the Bellagio Fountains) on Feb. 16th. Way to use your amazing knowledge of my travels and the hang-out that never happened (she was out of town when I was in town). Keep an eye on her blog to see what dandy picture she posts and where the Travelling T-Shirt ends up next!
Not really, but there is something I've been meaning to get off my chest...
This shirt. Hardy har har.
I received the Travelling T-shirt in *cough cough -December- cough cough* from Jen at The McMommy Chronicles. Apparently, it was random, but being that she does know a little about me, it would have been entirely fair to all involved for her to have "randomly" picked the next person down the list. Having harassed me sufficiently, I finally thought I would take care of this little task once and for all. Um, awhile ago. I forgot that I would have to actually upload a photo and write about it. Anyhoo...I'll tell you a bit about it.
The Travelling T-Shirt has come from Lightening Online and is making its way around the world until December 1st when one lucky participant will be voted a winner and Lightening will gift that person a cash amount (determined by the total number of participants). For more information please visit the Travelling T-Shirt page.
Last December, the winner turned out to be this so-called friend of mine mentioned above. Oooweeee! Lucky lady! This year, it will be me! (or it could be, if my name isn't mysteriously taken out of the running by a mad blogger for me being so slow.)
So I will send this fabulous shirt to the first person to comment with WHERE the photo was taken and WHEN. The WHEN is the hard part. But the closest guess wins! Good luck!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Cara's Big Fat Baby Shower!
Hello all, no this isn't Cara it's me, Mary, Cara Dee's favorite sister hijacking her blog. I know you're disappointed that you can't read another one of Cara's quirky blog posts, but hey, she's big and prego and lazy so I'll try to fill her cute little shoes today! As many of you know our lovely step-sister, Kris, and I threw Cara a baby shower on Saturday. But don't think I forgot about the others of you that helped out at the shower and with the food: thank you Mom for the delicious fruit, thanks to Melissa for bringing the vegetable tray, thank you Kris for the amazing baked Brie Cara was in heaven, thanks Ally for being Vanna White and displaying and helping out with the gifts, and thank you Jamison for keeping the children upstairs and entertained you guys are great!
It was so sweet of you all to come and support Cara and to spoil her with such cute gifts for her upcoming girl child. I'm posting pictures from the shower, but please don't be offended if I missed some of you and your darling gifts as I wasn't the most diligent. Cara is so very grateful to you all for your generosity, creativity, talents, and hard work. Okay, okay I'm getting sappy now and I know Cara will not appreciate it. So sit back and enjoy all the pictures especially the ones of Cara's big 'ol belly doesn't she look ridiculously cute?!!
Ang and Kathy
Ally and Kris
Cara digging into the fabulous Brie
Kris and Abby
The gorgeous blessing dress Cara's mother-in-law Kerri made
Do you see the baby in a basket?
Crocheted booties made by Mom
Thanks Ally ; )
This present was left on her doorstep that week accompanied by a poem:
"Hello Cara Dee, how have you been?
Surprised to hear from us again?
It's been awhile since we last talked
It appears you are expecting, I must say I'm shocked!
Your loving husband must have given up on his baths
Did he do this on his own, or because of your wrath?
We saw Horton at the store, so cute and so pink
Perfect for wrapping your little one, and her diapers which will stink
We wish you the best with your bundle of joy
And since this is pink, we're glad she's not a boy!"
(If you don't know the history of Horton read about it HERE & HERE)
Afghans Aunt Karen made
Nixon, Lily & Abby
Pearl with Pearl kissing Chowder!
Our cousin Staci and her beautiful daughters Mikayla and Brooklyn
Pearl with Ellie and Ella
Cara is thinking "Why is Emalia touching my belly?!" ha
Our Step-Mother Henny
Brooks helping open her gift to the baby
Newlywed Bri
Laurie and Katie
Adriene, Mom, Mary, Kris, Cara
"Look at me!"
Cara's haul...."thank you thank you!"
It was so sweet of you all to come and support Cara and to spoil her with such cute gifts for her upcoming girl child. I'm posting pictures from the shower, but please don't be offended if I missed some of you and your darling gifts as I wasn't the most diligent. Cara is so very grateful to you all for your generosity, creativity, talents, and hard work. Okay, okay I'm getting sappy now and I know Cara will not appreciate it. So sit back and enjoy all the pictures especially the ones of Cara's big 'ol belly doesn't she look ridiculously cute?!!
Ang and Kathy
Ally and Kris
Cara digging into the fabulous Brie
Kris and Abby
The gorgeous blessing dress Cara's mother-in-law Kerri made
Do you see the baby in a basket?
Crocheted booties made by Mom
Thanks Ally ; )
This present was left on her doorstep that week accompanied by a poem:
"Hello Cara Dee, how have you been?
Surprised to hear from us again?
It's been awhile since we last talked
It appears you are expecting, I must say I'm shocked!
Your loving husband must have given up on his baths
Did he do this on his own, or because of your wrath?
We saw Horton at the store, so cute and so pink
Perfect for wrapping your little one, and her diapers which will stink
We wish you the best with your bundle of joy
And since this is pink, we're glad she's not a boy!"
(If you don't know the history of Horton read about it HERE & HERE)
Afghans Aunt Karen made
Nixon, Lily & Abby
Pearl with Pearl kissing Chowder!
Our cousin Staci and her beautiful daughters Mikayla and Brooklyn
Pearl with Ellie and Ella
Cara is thinking "Why is Emalia touching my belly?!" ha
Our Step-Mother Henny
Brooks helping open her gift to the baby
Newlywed Bri
Laurie and Katie
Adriene, Mom, Mary, Kris, Cara
"Look at me!"
Cara's haul...."thank you thank you!"
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