Monthly Archive: December 2005

I’m an artist… 14

I’m an artist…

I mentioned before that I’m still a bit nervous around a lot of MrZ’s family. There are just so MANY of them…and they are all so much fancier than me! Well, Christmas eve night they were all going to mass leaving MrZ and I (the heathens of the bunch) at his aunts house. I asked his aunt if there was anything I could do for her while they were gone. BIG MISTAKE. She asked that I put together the meat and cheese trays close to when they’d be getting back so that dinner would be ready when they got home...

And now? The tampon story. 12

And now? The tampon story.

So, a little background. I just met most of MrZ’s family last year in Slidell. This Christmas gathering was still the first time for meeting some of them. He has a HUGE family. In other words? I’m still very nervous around most of them. Now, I have been expecting my period to start soon because it is about the time it started after I had LilZ. I decided to carry some tampons with me to Christmas dinner so that I wouldn’t have any embarrassing moments where I started my period surrounded by MrZ’s family. I decided to go to the...

What about tampons rolling around on the floor is NOT embarassing? 5

What about tampons rolling around on the floor is NOT embarassing?

Back to the real world. The days after Christmas can be depressing because you have to do such non-christmassy things that suck. Like go back to work, and clean up, and take down decorations, and shower. Of course, we have the bonus that Christmas occurs again for us on Friday. On the years LilZ is with his Dad on Christmas, MrZ and I figure out the best day following Christmas for us to celebrate it at our house. We just pick a day and then pretend like it’s December 25th. Santa comes that night, we get up early and do...

A few photos while I detox 12

A few photos while I detox

We’re back. Christmas was good. If I couldn’t be with LilZ, surrounding myself with 40 of MrZ’s family members is the way to go. I have many stories to tell, but right now? I’m coming down from quite a high level of over stimulation. I promise to regale you with tales of my beautiful meat trays (no, that’s not a euphemism), stinky poots, crying babies, and rocking gifts. For now? Just a few photos humiliating my daughter for all of eternity. NikkiZ in her natural habitat. Camouflaged among the stockings so as to evade capture by kissing parents NikkiZ plotting...

I’m really going to miss you. 19

I’m really going to miss you.

Well, it’s 6am and I’ve been up since 4:30 getting us ready for our trip today. And by “ready” I mean hire a team of engineers to figure out how in the HELL we’re going to fit all of our stuff in the car. Between baby accessories (pack-n-play, carrier, seat etc), christmas presents for MrZ’s family, and four humans, our sedan is going to need to be transformed into a freakin’ cargo jet for it all to fit. We’ll be back Monday and I doubt we’ll be anywhere with wireless internet access between now and then. (Damn Heathens). I am...