How I spent my Saturday

David decided to spend his Saturday off by playing golf. This is how I spent my Saturday...

I know I just did a book review, but my "me" time is ending soon and I had to share this book. I spent Saturday morning engrossed in The Fixer Upper. Aubry gave it to me for my birthday last weekend. Mary Kay Andrews is one of my absolute favorite authors. She is from Georgia (lives in Atlanta) and all her books are located in somewhere in our home state. I've read and own all she has written. My only complaint is she doesn't write books fast enough for me. I need more!!!

Her stories always focus on some heroine that triumphs over some obstacle in their lives. They are filled with characters that you come to love. No heavy reading, just chic lit that comes with a entertaining story line and a little bit of romance. No, these books will not change your life, but they will give you a few moments of enjoyment. If you've never read a Mary Kay Andrews book, pick one up and I doubt you'll be disappointed.

The Big Spender

He made me proud this weekend.

He was off this Sunday and we had no plans for the day. Around lunch time we were both getting antsy. We decided to head over to the bookstore, because what else do you do when there is nothing to do? He decided when we got over there he wanted to go to Dick's Sporting Goods. I asked to please be dropped off at Target.

I walked around Target a bit. Then went to stand in one of the only two lines open to buy my two shirts I found on clearance. He came into the store and came to stand in line with me. I asked if he found anything (stupid question). He said yeah, there was a golf club on sale for $30 that is regularly $120. I told him that maybe he should go back and buy it. He said "I did."

This is a major thing. He NEVER buys himself anything. He is one of those he won't buy whatever he wants and then by the time he does make up his mind to buy whatever it is, it's gone.

I was in shock the rest of the time in line. It almost brought tears to my eyes. I was so proud of him. After ten years together, I'm finally rubbing off on him.

Almost there

The other night the hubby came home and told me he saw a little girl at work that reminded him of Olivia.

Um...okay...I of course had to laugh at this. I asked him how can someone remind you of someone you've never seen?

He didn't know, she just reminded him of our soon-to-be-here baby girl. Maybe the little girl was dressed like a pirate?
Anyways...okay, if you say so.

If you haven't noticed the ticker to the right, we are in the home stretch now. I am officially 9 months pregnant and we have less than four weeks to go. I am so ready for this baby to come, but it is still hard to believe that she could be here any day now. I cannot wait to meet her! Plus, I'm so tired of being pregnant.

David is getting nervous about her arrival. He says that is nervous about "the call." The call of me saying "I'm in labor." The other night we went to eat dinner in a town about thirty minutes away and he admitted that he was planning routes in his head to the quickest way to the hospital from there. Too cute. And kudos to him, he is now answering the phone every time I call. So hopefully there will be no problems of getting a hold of him when I do go into labor.

August Book Review

I know we still have a few days left in the month, but I've decided to go ahead and post my books for August. I didn't get much reading done for the month of July, but I picked it up in August.

Angela's Ashes Frank McCourt

I loved this book. I know it's been around awhile, but when the author Frank McCourt passed away last month, it intrigued me to read it. It is the true story of the author growing up in extreme poverty in Ireland during the early part of the twentieth century. It is a sad story, but it does come with a happy ending. Some parts left me in disbelief. It is hard to realize that not so long ago people have lived like this and in some places still do. Even with the tough times our country is going through at the moment, none of us will more than likely never have it this bad. This book truly makes you appreciative for what you have.

Ana's Story: A journey of Hope Jenna Bush

I saw all the hype on this book when it came out a few years ago. I bought it awhile back when I found it for $3. It is the story of a teenage girl in Latin America and her struggles with growing up with abuse, being HIV positive, and being a teenage mother. I didn't like the way the story was written. I just read weird to me (if that makes any sense). The story is aimed at young adults, but I thought it was written in even a lower level than young adults. It felt to me that the story had the potential to be good, it just was not written well. Thankfully, it was an easy read and I finished it in a day, but don't waste your time.

The Last Lecture Randy Pausch

This is a great book. I bought it for my dad for Father's day and he sent it along to me once he was done with it. It was written by Randy Pausch for his three young children after he was diagnosed with terminal cancer and given only months to live. The book is filled with life lessons that he wanted to leave his kids after he is gone. It is also a great reminder to not take life for granted. It is an easy read and I finished it in a day. A great book, especially for anyone in a leadership position. It talks a lot about leadership. David is reading it right now and so far enjoying it also.

My life in France
Julia Child

After seeing Julie & Julia, I picked up Julia's My Life in France. It was an interesting book and it took me some time to read, but I enjoyed it. It was interesting to read about her beginnings to becoming such a famous chef (long before the food network came along). This is the third memoir I've read this summer and though they keep my interest, they are a little harder to get through. It has taken me most of the month to get through. If your into memoirs or food, then I recommend this one.

The Memory Keepers Daughter

Kim Edwards

I'm not sure how I really feel about this book. There was a lot going on throughout the story and to be honest, the story wasn't really what I thought it would be about either. The story starts in the 1960's and is about a young doctor who delivers his twins and discovers that one of the twins has down syndrome. He then tells the aiding nurse to take the baby to a institutional home and then lies to the wife telling her the baby was dead at birth. Instead of taking her to the home, the nurse takes the baby and raises her in a different town. Without trying to give too much away, I thought the book would focus more on the daughter that was given away, but instead it focuses on the lives of the doctor, his wife, and the demise of their marriage after the birth. The real focus is on family secrets and what they do to families. I think the part that I didn't like the most was the ending. It just seemed to end abruptly to me. Overall, not my favorite, but I have read worse.

It's my mother's fault...

Everybody has their weird habits.

I unfortunately, have several. My family laughs about them on a regular basis.

One of those is ironing.

I iron pretty much everything except my underwear. Yes, I am one of those people who iron my jeans.

It's no lie that I iron everyday.

This is my mother's fault. Growing up, she always made us iron our clothes. Every school night we had to iron the clothes that we were going to wear the next day. Nightly we ironed and this has stuck with me. I now love to iron.

Even in my college dorm, I had a iron and a full size ironing board. None of those little space saving ironing boards would work for me. Thankfully my college roommate, Jenny, didn't mind hearing the ironing board be pulled out every morning.

I have had the same cheap iron since my freshmen year of college. It has lasted for the last nine years and it has served me well, but after being dropped several times by the hubby, it was looking pretty sad with the handle wrapped up in electrical tape. It was still working, but then a few months ago the black stuff on the actual ironing part (I have no clue what the technical term is) started coming off on our clothes. We needed a new iron. So, I started looking at irons a few months ago and have been trying to decided what I wanted.

Since I have some birthday money, I went all out and I bought a mac daddy iron.
Yes, I did pull it out of the box and plugged it up to try it out as soon as I got home. Seriously, I am in love with this thing. I have threatened the hubby with his life if he drops it. Though the thing is so flipping heavy the hubby might actually loose an appendage if he does drop it.

Look at him at work...Sigh...
Yes I admit it, I'm in love with an iron and yes, it's sad I used birthday money to buy myself an iron. Once again, it's my mother's fault.

Not Me Monday

Today, My Charming Kids is doing Not My Child Monday, but since my child is still a perfect angel and I need a Not Me Monday, I'm going with that instead.

• It was not me who had a birthday this past weekend.
  

• It was not me who has decided that birthdays and I no longer get along. It seriously doesn't bother me to get older, but for some reason, birthdays put me in a bad mood. This has happened for the past two birthdays.
  

• It was not me who decided to be in a bad mood all weekend which lead to three arguments with the hubby over the weekend. Two of the three which were completely stupid...one argument over leftovers and one over an ugly birthday cake.

• It was not me who pitched such a fit, that I made my hubby take back the ugly birthday cake.
  

• It is not me who has decided that I'm giving up when it comes to my birthdays. For now on, it's just another day in my life.
  

It is me who is getting over it and moving on this week.

Thing #479 you shouldn't say to a pregnant lady

Thing #479 you should not say to a pregnant lady...

If you see two pregnant ladies together, do not ask both how far along they are and then say that they look the same size. Especially, when one tells you she is 25 weeks and the other tells you she is 35 weeks. One is carrying a 2lb. baby and the other a 5lb. baby. They do not look the same people.

It's rude.

Keep your mouths shut people.

*Sheena, you do not look no where near the same size that I do. That lady needed glasses.*