A Play Date.

Today my friend came over with her little munchkin to visit with my little munchkin. They were pretty cute together. Except that Hannah is a bully and pulled Cheyanne's socks, pulled her arm, pulled her ear and finished it off with a head bunt. Oh wait I forgot she also crawled over to her and screamed as loud as possible right in her face! Clearly I have raised a devil child...I have a feeling she is not going to do so well when it come time to "share."

Other than that we had a good time! Cheyanne is a month younger than Hannah but is a little bit larger than Hannah. She also has three and a half teeth. I was amazed by the teeth thing because Hannah is still rockin' a gummy toothless smile.

All in all it was a good day, I got to catch up with an old friend and see a different little muffin.

Highlights from the day:

Nothing New

Sorry I have been neglecting my blogging and commenting...I am still reading everyone's blogs!

I have been really busy with work and when I get home I have no time to sit at a computer. Therefore, not much posting is going on.

My birthday was Sunday and Tom and I went to Lancaster, PA for the weekend and enjoyed some shopping. We ended up coming home a day early because I missed Hannah. (Next time we go away I promised myself I won't cut our trip short) Now it is just work, work, work!

Monday I went to the grocery store. I gathered all my baby junk and got Hannah out of her seat and began walking up to the front of the store. I lift my leg to go up the curb and didn't quite make it.

I freaking fell, while holding Hannah, on concrete! WTF!

I fell completely forward and all I could think was holy crap what am I going to do to keep Hannah from getting hurt. I fall on my left knee and right elbow in an attempt to shield her since I was holding her in my left arm. This plan of action worked well because she cried briefly from being startled but was fine after I took a good look at her. My body on the other hand was hurting like hell. My knee still hurts and has a good size scrape on it. I was pretty much ready to die of embarrassment and retreat to my car.

Would you guess that no one came up and helped me! Here I am sprawled out on the sidewalk, baby in hand and no one came to my assistance.  I was shocked.

But we are both okay and that is all that matters in the end.

First Time.

For the first time in the longest time I went to bed last night going over all of my most cherished memories that I have had in my life. My wedding, finding out I was pregnant, labor and delivery, etc.

It was a welcome change of pace, usually I go to bed thinking about what I need to do or should have done during the day or week instead of just peacefully falling to sleep.

It was probably due to the reminiscing that occurred earlier in the night with two of my best friends.

Nonetheless it was very nice.

On another note.

The other day Tom had taken me to lunch at Olive Garden, after we had been seated in comes a group of four little old women. I watched them for a moment and thought to myself...That is going to be Laura, Emily and I one day. Then about a minute or two later, Tom says, that is going to be You, Emily and Laura. I about died laughing. Then explained how I was just thinking the same thing! This man knows me all to well!

Happy Anniversary Snuggles! It has been a fabulous four years of marriage! Love you!

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Nosey Old Woman

Yep that's me or rather that's what I am becoming...

Ever since we moved to this new house the neighbors have been irritating as hell.

 They for one are lazy as sin. I CAN NOT stand laziness. The man/dad that lives next door, does not have a job, which I can understand as times are hard these days. What I can not understand is that he is not working, anywhere and has not been working for going on a year. Anywhere. So that is kind of strange or at least it is to me. He DOES NOT mow his lawn, as in ever. He does not weed-whack, ever. He does not kill the weeds that grow up with time that need whacked down before they turn into enormous trees. He sits in his house all day and does God knows what.

The children that are over there are getting on my very last nerve. Seriously.

We had a mound of dirt delivered that the children are constantly driving there bikes over. It is in our front yard with a tarp over it so there is really no reason for them to be in our yard. They play basketball, constantly, right outside of our bedroom windows and they yell/talk loudly all day! So irritating!

I have caught them throwing trash in my yard and in the street in front of my house. They threw a "bag bomb" at my front door which I then had to chase them down and read them the riot act.

I caught one of the kids that goes next door to play closed fist punching his dog (a yellow lab) in the face. I yelled at him about that.

I can understand that your parents want you to play outside and keep around the house but it is annoying to your neighbors. Go to the park. That is what I did when I was a kid. Are they to lazy to walk down there?  It's like these kid have no respect for other people because there parents never taught it to them.

It makes me want to scream! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

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