A Very Stupid Hobbit

Hey Humble Readers...

I hope that you have all had a good Easter Sunday. 

Ours was actually pretty nice until about 4 hours ago.  We had decided that, other than laundry, we were going to take a break from our spring cleaning and just rest. 

We got home from church, put Ginny down for a nap, and then basically vegged out.  My hips have been incredibly sore the past few days, so I just put my feet up and got caught up on my recorded shows. 

I prepped the rack of lamb we were having for dinner, and got my other prep work going.  I was beginning to feel a bit more human than I have for the last couple of days. 

I seared the rack of lamb in an oven-safe pan, and then popped it in a really hot oven.  Twelve minutes later, it came out, looking and smelling amazing.  I took it out of the pan, and set it to rest on a cutting board, covered it, and then put the asparagus in the oven. 

Without thinking, I grabbed the handle of the frying pan that until only a moment before had been in a 450F oven to move it further back on the stove top, out of harms way. 

Do you see the irony?

As  you can imagine, I ended up burning my hand.  Burnt it so bad that I felt the need to go to the emergency room.  So, with an ice pack wrapped in a dish towel, I myself to the hospital (my Beloved stayed home with Ginny), and proceded to wait for two hours to be seen by a doctor. 

In that two hours the pain seemed to subside, and I was almost ready to just head home when the doctor came in. 

Because of the wretched GD, there is a much greater concern about infection due to the blisters that now cover the palm and the majority of the fingers on my right hand. 

And, yes, I am right handed.

My hand is now goopy with antibiotic cream and wrapped in a mile of gauze.  I'm typing this primarily one handed (not fun!) and I am wondering how I will manage changing diapers tomorrow. 

I am such a stupid hobbit.

Oh yeah, and I had to get a tetnus shot too.  Great day...

Blog Challenge Day 10: A Photo of Me From More Than 10 Years Ago (& Some Randomness)

Good Morning Humble Readers!!

By the time this is posted, I will have dragged my Beloved to the big Christmas craft show.  When I realized that I was going to be on mat leave at this time of year, I got so darn excited because I actually get to go to the craft show this year!  In prep for this day, I ensured that our grocery shopping is already done and the only other to do on our list is a stop at a hardware store to pick up a couple of things to help finish off the nursery.  A whole day of meandering through crowds and looking at groovy craftiness geared toward my favourite time of year.  On the list of things to be on the hunt for...

• Christmas gifts for my parents and my Beloved's mom (in case what I have planned doesn't pan out)
• A baby sling (something that will work for my plus sized form)
• A Baby's First Christmas ornament
• maybe a cute Christmas outfit for the Halfling

Can you tell I'm excited?

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The one thing that can potentially ruin my crafty fun today... the fact that I stubbed my toe yesterday, and it's now some pretty ookey colours.   I'm planning on pushing through the pain tho.  :)

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So, today's assignment... a picture of me from more than 10 years ago. 

If you are long time readers of my blog, then you will have seen this picture before.  It was one of my first Show and Tell posts almost two years ago. 

This picture was taken in Berlin, in 1990.  Yes, that is the Berlin Wall.  And yes, that is a very bad perm and acid wash denim that I'm sporting.  I was 15 and on a three month exchange program.  It's one of my favourite pictures of me.  It's not super quality, but I look so happy and relaxed.  Not to mention a heck of a lot thinner back then. 

Me... back when I was Miss Baggins
Berlin 1990

It's hard to believe that it was more than 20 years ago that I was there.  Time certainly flies!

Week 35: Memory Lane

Greetings Humble Readers...

Well, even though we still have almost a week until Halloween, Mother Nature decided to show us her twisted sense of humour this morning.  Woke up this morning to a light layer of snow.  Ugh!  I'm really hoping that she's just kidding around and we will be back to cool and dry soon.

With the coming of the snow, my usual seasonal fear of falling has come back with a vengance.  I know I've told you all about the fall I took a few years ago, when I cracked my tailbone.  Winter is a dangerous season for this hobbit.

But I come by my klutziness honestly.  And that's what has me even more anxious about winter...

When my bio-mom was pregnant with my sister, about where I'm at now in her pregnancy, she and I were crossing the street (I was almost three... and yes, I really do remember this) and she rolled her ankle and fell, and landed on top of me.  I recall the old man who got out of his car to help us up.  My mom thought she had just twisted her ankle, but she had broken it.  Not cool at any time... now keep in mind that this was in 1977,  She ended up having to deliver my sister (a couple of weeks later) in one of those old-fashioned crazy heavy plaster casts, and then had to deal with being at home with a new baby and a preschooler on crutches. 

No wonder I'm scared of falling.


Here's the update:

How far along? 35w0d

Maternity clothes? Of course.  I'm beginning to wish that I had some warmer tops, as all of what I bought was for summer, but I'll manage.  Thank heaven for bulky sweaters and hoodies.

Body Oddities? Ummm, can we discuss the ever expanding boobage?  I mean, I love the awesome cleavage, but if it's like this now, what is it going to be like when my milk comes in?  Other than that, just dealing with the expected stuff... sore hips, puffy fingers and toes, gassy, etc.  Acne is starting to make a come back, although my skin is still super dry. 

Sleep? Still iffy.  I seem to sleep better on the couch than I do in bed with my body pillow.  I really can't wait to sleep on my stomach again. 

Best moment this week? My NST.  Even though it ended up taking forever (the L&D floor was really super busy that morning) it was still pretty cool watching the print out and hearing the Halfling's heartbeat and everything.

Worst moment? The Halfling was really quiet on Saturday.  Moving some, but nothing big like I had been experiencing, and I was starting to get worried.  I was trying not to stress, but it was there in the back of my head all day and night. 

Movement? Mostly insane.  He/she really doesn't like it when I rest anything on my belly... my lapdesk, a glass, a book.  Just kicks at it right away. 

Food cravings?  Strawberries are still a major player.  Mandarin oranges, too, although I'm trying to be careful with those as they affect my blood sugar negatively. 

Rings? Off... and I think they'll be staying off now for a while.  My fingers have become regular little sausages.

Gender? Not going to find out, but I think it's a boy.

Intense Dreams? Nothing really odd, mostly just related to things I'm reading.

Medical Concerns? High blood pressure (on 50mg Trandate/Lobetalol, 3 times a day... this week began my weekly NSTs, and I am happy to report that my bp has gone way down!), Gestational Diabetes (waking numbers are still off target, but everything else is pretty good, except when I'm stupid), on prescription Zan.tac for heartburn, and on a weeks worth of antibiotics for a slight bladder infection. I will probably be induced in week 39... holy crap, that's soon!

What I miss? Sleeping on my stomach, eating whatever/whenever strikes my fancy (within reason of course), feeling confident in my body movements (I've been feeling really klutzy lately, afraid of falling, hurting myself)

What I look forward to?  Meeting this little person, ultrasound on Tuesday, getting the nursery finished soon!

Emotional State?  Pretty good.  I do cry really easily, and I've found myself getting teary about the stupidest stuff... like tv shows, etc.

Show & Tell: Excitement And A Thud

Good Morning Humble Readers..



Remember how much you loved show and tell when you were in elementary school? Getting to stand in front of the class and show off your newest do-dad or tell about your totally awesome trip to your uncle's hunting cabin... so much fun, right? Well, guess what? We can do recapture that sense of fun as adults... just participate in Mel's Show & Tell 2.0!



So what am I showing today?

This is what I'm showing today!


It came! My new pot! And it's not just a pot... it's an enamel coated cast iron 5.25 quart dutch oven. From the Rache.l Ra.y cookware line. Woohoo!


Just think of all the soups and stews and sauces I will be able to make in this thing... Heck, I might even get brave and consider attempting fried chicken (I'm sure my humble readers from the south aren't laughing at that at all). I am so excited to try making my braised lamb shanks in it.


So that was the excitement last night when I got home from work. What was the thud, you ask?


You recall that this hobbit is a big time klutz, right?


Well, I was attempting to get the big heavy pot out of it's box, and it was being particularly difficult. I tipped the box on it's side, thinking that gravity would help me. Gravity is not my friend (you'd think I would know that by now).


The pot started to slide out of the box, and then the lid started to slide faster. Because I was hanging on to the very heavy box/pot, I could not spare a hand to try to catch the lid. So, my toe thought it would be a good idea to step in (pardon the pun).


It didn't happen in slow motion. I didn't watch it as it fell. You see, the force of gravity on something that heavy generally makes it fall pretty darn fast. But then, you knew that.


Yes. The lid to the aforementioned 5.25 quart cast iron pot fell and landed on my my big toe.


I was clinging to the chairback in front of me, seeing stars, attempting very hard not to express my pain in four letter words, when my Beloved asks me, "Are you okay?"


Ummm, hell no!


This morning my poor toe is three times its normal size, and while I can bend it, walking really isn't pleasant. There is a particularly ugly gash on my toe as well. When the bruising comes in it's going to be a doozie for sure. *sigh*


Now don't forget to swing by Mel's place and check out what the rest of the class is showing!