Category: Photos

I thought family members would get a kick out of seeing this:

This is Dude and Nanny (Kevin’s grandmother – who recently passed away). Dude is a little under a year in this picture and though he was okay wearing this costume in this picture, he melted down about 2.2 seconds after it was snapped.

My mom came up with this nifty idea. It’s a regular sleeper, but she made the clown embellishments. Pretty clever, right?

She’s a crafty one, my mom.

Looking at this picture, and looking at Dude’s profile picture in the sidebar, I don’t know, is this even the same kid?! It seems like he was NEVER this small.

*SIGH* Kids grow up waaaay too fast. Enjoy them while you can!

Oh yes, yes I was.

I’m posting a picture of me, very pregnant, with my first son.

As you can CLEARLY see, I gained a lot of weight with my first born. When I got pregnant, it was like I was set free. I was running, arms outstretched, an euphoric expression on my face, down every grocery store aisle just WAITING to stuff every edible thing into my enormous maw.

And I did. I gained a WHOPPING 60 pounds with Dude. I had watched what I ate, and sacrificed so many goodies all throughout my life at that point that I’m afraid I went a little insane when suddenly, I was being told I had to eat.

And eat, I did.

(Look how FAT my hands were! Ugh!)

I was a whale. No, it’s okay, we can all admit that out loud. You won’t hurt my feelings because it’s the God’s-honest truth.

That is by far the biggest I’ve ever been in my life. I don’t think I even got that big with Jazz, and he was born on time!

I was about 32 weeks pregnant in this picture – Dude was born shortly after this picture was taken (Dude was 8 weeks early) so JUST THINK how big I would have ended up IF Dude had been full term!

I’m pretty sure I would have cracked the walls of our rental house just walking across the floors.

It took me forever to lose that weight. In fact, I never really lost all of it before I got pregnant with Jazz.

Ugh. My eyes bleed just looking at this picture.

Me and my mom in the mid-60’s.

For those that don’t know, this is my husband, Kevin. Yes, he’s older than I am .,. by four years. 😀

This was back when he and I worked at the bank together (’88/’89). That’s where we met.

It was Halloween and everyone dressed up. I, along with two other girls that worked the lobby with me, dressed up as one of the Three Blind Mice.

Kevin whittled down some fake hair to make his goatee and mustache, painted streaks of gray in the fake hair as well as his own hair and his eyebrows and went dressed as an older gentleman.

In fact, he was SO convincing, that the older lady customers that came through that day hit on him!

HAHA!

It was hilarious and we gave him such a hard time.

I can’t help but wonder if this is how he’ll look when he’s actually old(er).

If so? RAWR.

Can you guess what I’m holding?

Yep. Those are battery cables. They were a gift from Kevin.

Oh yes. Yes, he did.

I’m smiling and laughing in this picture because I thought it was a joke.

It wasn’t a joke. The man honestly gave me battery cables for Christmas one year (1990?).

I was QUITE pouty. WTH? Who gets battery cables for Christmas?! Who GIVES battery cables at Christmas!?

Never mind that they’ve come in handy NUMEROUS times over the years (yes, I still have them).

But poor guy. He was just trying to be helpful. He worried about me being stranded out somewhere alone sometime and wanted to make sure I was taken care of. (Remember, this was back before cell phones existed. That doesn’t even seem possible, does it).

I give him a hard time about that Christmas, A LOT. And though I was a good sport about the gift and I understood why he gave them to me, let’s just say …

the man has NEVER given me anything like that for Christmas since.

😀

(I just got an idea. We should give Dude battery cables for Christmas this year. He would DIE. HAHA!)