Names by Nate.

For whatever reason he believes in naming this baby "Adventure". So we've all embraced it and have started referring to him as Adventure or any variation of that name (Ventch, Ad, etc). Well last night his brother suggested Danger and now Nate is beginning to rethink the Adventure name. I will admit, I'm getting fond of calling him Adventure. And much better than the conversation we had this morning...
Nate: How about Hunter?
Lindsey: No.
Nate: Fisher?
Lindsey: No.
Nate: Scavenger?
Lindsey: (no words, just a blank icy stare).

Quarter of a century.

July 13, 2013

My 25th birthday! Although I kept forgetting all day that it was in fact, my birthday. It of course fell on a Saturday so Nate was at work all day. In the 2 years we have been together we have yet to spend my actual birthday together, ha. I did absolutely nothing spectacular. But I got lots of texts and calls which were very much appreciated. I was especially impressed that Nate's family knew/remembered my birthday. That made me very happy!
My mother in law also sent a package that made it right on my birthday which was great timing! She sent the cutest receiving blankets for our boy and I love them! I was so excited, they are adorable. That was the highlight. I do love baby stuff, even though Nate and I have yet to actually purchase anything for our little guy (we'll see just how long we can avoid that) we have a lot of stuff thanks to our families, and I LOVE going through it and organizing it over and over:)
Adventure is already a very loved little boy.
Such cute blankets!!

On Sunday, in celebration of my birthday Nate made my favorite cake red velvet with cream cheese frosting. He even went above and beyond and made it layered (because he knew I'd get more frosting that way). I was very impressed. My favorite part was when he was making the frosting. He was doing such a great job and I look over as he's pouring granulated sugar into the mixing bowl. I casually said "you know you're supposed to be using powdered sugar, right?" It was actually super funny and the frosting still turned out delicious, it just had a little crunch to it.
delicious!

Not that we needed more sugar...this was the dessert I made earlier in the week
chocolate pudding, cool whip, peanut butter, oreos, and reeses.

Baby baby, baby.

I always thought I'd be one of the super obsessed girls and go baby crazy and take picture of my growing belly every week, and document everything (besides throwing up), and take pictures of all the baby stuff, and blah, blah, blah. And yea, that totally isn't me. I didn't even take a picture of my belly until I kept getting hassled on instagram for one, HA!
So here we are at 22 weeks and 4 days...feeling awfully well rounded, especially in the middle!

and here's the guy who doesn't get enough face time around here,
just stuffing a kit kat in his mouth.

Did I mention both of our cameras are out of commission...yea, awesome. So all these pics are from my ipod hence the grainy quality. Sorry!

We have the best neighbors.

     This week was the first week since we have been here that it has actually been HOT! It hadn't been above 90 the whole time we've been here so we didn't mind too much the humidity or not having ac.
     Well that changed this week! It was hotter than hot! I believe it hit 98 everyday this week! And the humidity just makes everything/everyone sticky ALL the time. Getting out of the shower is the worst...I hate to put clothes on because I could never completely dry off so they were such a pain to try to wrestle on my body (probably didn't help that they are all getting nice and tight).
     Until now we had been surviving with just 2 fans going all the time and of course opening doors/windows when it cooled off in the evening. Well we almost hit our breaking point when the coolest it got every night was 86 degrees! We couldn't even sleep with a sheet it was so hot! We even took a drive the other night just so we could enjoy the ac in the car:)
     Allow me to digress for a moment, we live in a very old building (we still debate if it was at one point a house) that has 6 apartments, 2 on each story. We are lucky to live on the bottom floor I think. We have heard and seen signs of neighbors, but only ever met the ones right next to us. The man is a skinny little man, probably late 40's-early 50's but smokes so that may make him look older. Has a long beard and tattoos. He is always wearing a cut off t shirt and short. He introduced himself as Steve but the landlord called him Michael, and his live in girlfriend calls him Possum or Possum Steve (he has signs in all his doors/windows that say 'Possum crossing' or something). I think we are going to just start calling him Possum as well:) He has been battling cancer for a few years now but seems to be doing well lately. The girlfriends name is Donna and they have a dog named Pooh (I think?). Anyway, when we first moved in Possum came right over to introduce himself and ask if he could do anything for us. He is just the nicest guy and every time we see him asks if we need anything or if he can help us at all.
     Ok, back to why they are the greatest neighbors, besides the fact that they have been the only friendly ones to us and are constantly wanting to help us, I ran into Donna taking the dog out on Monday and talked to her for quite a while about some recent building issues (which is another topic that someday I will make public). Anyway, we had a good conversation and I happened to mention being pregnant and then never thought about it again.
    Well the next day there was a knock on the door and it was Donna and Pooh. She said they had an extra window ac unit that if we wanted, we could have. I of course didn't want to seem desperate but told her if they really didn't need it we would gladly accept. She said just to send Nate over to get it anytime. Well the next thing I know Possum is at my back door with the ac unit! He said he didn't want to make me have to wait and be hotter longer than necessary. The thing was really heavy too, I felt bad he had to carry it over but I thought that was so nice of them! He also kept calling me dear which I thought was cute. And he told us to come sit out on their makeshift patio anytime we want, we will definitely be taking them up on that! We have LOVED having the ac unit and it is definitely more enjoyable to be at home now.
     I just think they are the kindest people! They clearly don't have a lot and just the fact that they are always asking if they can do anything for us shows how good of people they are! I plan on taking them some cookies or something in the next few days, not like that is even half the payback they deserve!

Nate-ism #8.

(Ok so this was a Nate-ism and Lindsey-ism.)
While driving in the car today.

Nate: You know what I'm really going to enjoy about moving back west?
Lindsey: Del Taco?
Nate: No, Carl's Jr.

Apparently we don't care about being closer to family and friends, living in a place newer than the 1800's, having 2 cars, etc. All we care about is food!



P.S. Nate had never seen the movie Holes. So tonight I made him watch it. I kept asking him "is that how your work does it?" I think he was starting to get annoyed. But he laughed when my dad's favorite part of the movie came on:
Warden as a little girl: I'm tired of this grandpa!
Grandpa: that's too dang bad, you keep diggin'!

He said he could see why it was my dad's favorite part, and he said he could see my dad being that cranky old grandpa someday ;)

Tractor Pull.

Monday July 8,
     The Franklin County Fair in Chambersburg was going strong this week. Nate and I learned there was a tractor pull Monday night and figured we better go since 1- neither of us had been and 2- it was on a night where Nate didn't work so we could actually go together!
     I must admit, the people here are a whole different breed than they are in Idaho. The rednecks in Idaho are MUCH classier than here. And I am being completely serious.
     We enjoyed the tractor pull and had a few laughs. I think our favorite part was the pickups trying to pull...and breaking. They were entertaining and proved that the Dodge is not the toughest truck.




21 week and STILL puking.

I feel like I could write a version of "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" only call it "The Very Pukey Pregnant Lady".
Because just when I think there will be no more of this vomiting...it returns.
"On Monday she laid on the couch all day, but she was still puking.
On Tuesday she ate only toast and grapes, but she was still puking.
On Wednesday she slept till noon, but she was still puking."
Ok, so it isn't really this bad and I feel better most of the time. I actually don't think I was sick at all last week!
But like today, we sat down to eat dinner and I was maybe 5 bites in when I asked Nate to please go get the trash can. Up it all came and I felt miserable for a few minutes and then all returned to normal and I went right back to eating.
But 21 weeks and still feeling this?!
Bah-humbug!
and here's a nice and greasy picture of the bump...Nate says I'm huge.