Happy Almost Birthday!

So man --I'm feeling OLD. It's my sister's 21st birthday coming up and I am feeling creaky bone old. Like when I climb stairs with a laundry basket filled up and heavy, I hear my knees creak with crepitis. That kind of old. I'm only 35 but man I'm feeling so old. Sorry to make her 21st birthday all about me and my creaky bones but it's my friggin blog and I can write what I want dammit!

So Beaner, what do you want? Got any ideas? I'm feeling spunky because I'm sure it's the lack of sleep setting in and you know that kind of does funny things to you. Tell me what you want. Give me an idea. Not just i tunes for goodness sake. Oy.

Here is something my friend just told me yesterday. It's an acronym (sp) for getting an infant on some kind of schedule. It's called "EASY" and it means this:

E EAT
A AWAKE
S SLEEP
Y YOU

The baby should eat, stay awake for alert time/play time, sleep (nap what have you ---yeah right I say) and then while he or she is sleeping, you get the "you" time. Kay, that's SO not happenin' for me. SO. Just sayin', not complainin', just sayin'. I'm trying but have to keep reminding myself, he's only 7 weeks old and I think I guess he's doing pretty good for that age, he does rather resist sleep in the most frustrating of ways but hey, we'll get there. One day, that sweet little bubba dubba will get there. The nickname, it's changed again. It was Jake the Snake (I think my Dad will probably always call him that, really) but then it was Jacob the little baby bear cub (too long), and now Noah has dubbed him, Jacosaur (like dinosaur). I love that one. I asked him where he got that and he said, "he sounds like a dinosaur when he talks so it's Jacosaur". Little minds think up the greatest things. So now I find myself calling him Jacosaur or Jaco (long A sound). Funny. It just catches on----huh Bean? :)

I'm in dire need of a shower, I'm sure you all can smell me from wherever you are and power to the peeps, my dear friend Tammy has smartly reminded me that we must always stay nice for our honeys. Can't let ourselves go just because they love us the way we are. Uh uh. Gotta look nice, smell nice, be nice, and if they don't notice, (this is my insertion coming up) we get to bop them on the head with whatever is in arms reach. Cause really, I think guys kind of need help in the noticing their honey departments. Really, they do. Here's what needs to happen, they need to go to Dr. Phil camp for like one week straight and that'll make them straighten up and fly right. He'll be all over their "S". Yepper. I'll email Dr. Phil and tell him he needs to do a Dr. Phil boot camp for husbands. :) It's a grandiose idea me thinks.

Back to that shower. Snuggly bubbly fresh fruity smelly here I come. You know new moms (and old too I'm sure) have been known to go three days without a shower. Shhhh. Don't tell a soul. It's our little secret.

Double beast bomb is signing off.

__Jenn__