Moved, but not even close to being settled

So we're officially here in our new house, but I'm no where even being close to being unpacked and settled. I thought that I would be so excited to get things rolling here, but to be honest I am still so tired and it's just going to have to wait. The only glitch in the weekend was a pretty major thing. We lost the hardware to put Ava's crib back together. You see, my dad is one of these uber conservatives when it comes to money and he thought he would save me the extra $20 or so that it would probably cost for the movers to do it and do it himself. The problem being is that since the movers DID NOT take the crib apart, they didn't even realize there were parts sitting in a bag next to it, and now we are left without the parts and I'm left with a $50 replacement charge and express shipping deal. Sooo I sent Ava to sleep at my parents for the first night we were here, and since then the poor thing has been sleeping in her pack and play. And.I.feel.awful because have you felt how incredibly uncomfortable those things are? And it's totally out of the question that she come and sleep with me. I love her, but she's impossible to sleep with. I've done it, I've tried co-sleeping and it is just totally not for us.

Not sure if anyone else has satellite or not, but since I live out in almost the middle of no where now, we no longer have the wonderful option of cable and are forced to go with satellite or nothing at all. And since I'm a tiny freak about TV and the zillion shows I watch, I have to have it. I also decided that I needed not one, but TWO DVR's thingies this time. That way I will never ever have to miss another show. But then again it's summer and there's nothing on anyway. But anyway getting to my point. When I scheduled the appointment for a Saturday afternoon I assumed they would be here for about an hour and be gone. Nope, not even close. My guy decided that he was going to hang out all afternoon, and then when he got bored he decided to invite one of his other tech buddies to come hang out for the rest of the evening. Seriously, it took them over 8 hours to install the stuff. And to make matters worse, he had the nerve to come in my kitchen and ask to eat a Snickers, and when he realized it was the last one, he still ate it. Whatever. I didn't need it anyways.

I'm officially off the running trail for a while. My fat ass apparently isn't ready to be running and have suffered some sort of injury to my heel and foot. Gotta go to the doc to figure out what's going on, but until then if I decide to exercise it's off to the elliptical I go.

We attempted to eat at our new kitchen table last night officially for the first time. Yes it's exciting to me because I'm used to eating at the couch, on a wobbly tray table, because I had a kitchen table with no chairs. Really living the life of luxury huh. The ironic thing is that we really didn't eat there. We got these chicken kabob thingies and Matthew just couldn't get the chicken to cook right, so we ended up with pizza instead and ate it in front of the TV on our brand new couch downstairs. That's the classy kind of folk that we are. We'll try again tomorrow.

Okay totally rambling. Here are some quick pics. I decided to splurge and get a new laptop and I haven't installed picasa on here yet so I'll do a lovely collage for y'all when I get a chance.

Here's a pic of the living/dining room. I hate these couches, but my new ones won't be in for another 4 weeks so these will have to do for the time being.

Another view of the living room.

View of the deck and back yard.

My child loves her some central vac outlets. Don't worry, all was childproofed after photo was taken.

Ava's room. Maybe I'll get it finished when the new crib parts come.

As they say on MTV cribs, this is where the magic happens, or doesn't.

My new baby. Which is frustrating me to the core because it came with Vista and I have no idea how in the hell to get anything to work. It took me 2 days to figure out how to download my pics.

I think that outta do it for now. I'll post new pics when we get completely unpacked and the rest of the new furniture comes in.

Hiatus...

Because I know you all care so much, I'm not going to have internet until next week, what am I going to do! We're moving tomorrow so wish us luck. Next post will be published from the new digs, and I promise to take lots of pictures.

Round, round get around, I get around...

Not that way you pervs. But I have been getting around, around town, flashing my credit card and getting everything that I want! I'm in such a time crunch, I honestly can't even remember when I went to the bathroom last. I'm completely sleep deprived, neurotic, bitchy and anything else you can imagine, but in 4 short days I will be sitting on my new patio, enjoying a nice cold beverage in my new house. So you wanna hear what I'm going to do for the next 4 days?? I'm running in the morning (yep, still doing it), going to the new house to await my beautiful new bedroom furniture, cleaning new house until it sparkles, then coming back to old house to pack and then have a cry in my baby's nursery as this will be the last night that she spends in her first house. Thursday will be much of the same. Packing, heading to the new house to await new treadmill. See you all really didn't think I was taking the running seriously huh! Going back to old house to whip hubby's ass into packing mode and then crying again as it will our last night in our first house. Friday will be spent in my throne telling people what to do. Can it get any better than that??

Yes I know that was long and completely long winded but if I don't hurry up and publish this post my computer will shut down on me again, which is has been doing non stop for 3 days.

MIA...

And it doesn't mean missing in action, it means mommy in action. Because that's exactly what I've been up to. Between the running (yes I'm STILL doing it, but I gave up running outside and am now going back to the gym), the packing, the child chasing, the moving, I've completely neglected my blog.

We closed on the house last week, so now we are in a mad rush to get the hell out of here so we can get our house ready and on the market. I've got the movers scheduled for the 25th, so at least I have to get it done by then.

Mother's Day was great. Not as eventful as last years, but it was still great. Last year's was spent at the Tim McGraw and Faith Hill concert where I had floor seats so close to the stage we could reach out and touch them! It still sometimes hasn't hit me that I'm some one's mommy, but I am loving every minute of it. We got up and had breakfast with my parents, then they took Ava back to their house to nap, and Matthew and I ordered my fancy new Duet' washer and dryer from Lowe's, then we had a late lunch before picking the babe back up. I'd have to say that was a pretty good present.

We did have a little scare last night. I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher and I heard a huge crash, and then an even bigger scream. My poor little baby was surrounded by this

By some miracle she only had a scratch the size of a papercut It makes me sick to think what could have happened. I was already in emergency room mode as soon as I heard the crash.

Here's a few pics.

Here we are at my parents feeding the ducks.

And sitting in her big girl chair. You will be excited to know that she is FINALLY cutting her top two teeth.

I absolutely love this dress.

This is totally unrelated, but I think you know who she's rooting for on American Idol tomorrow night.

Motivation

I've never been one that has actually enjoyed working out. I did it in high school because I was a cheerleader and I had too. I did it before my wedding because I vowed to look smoking hot in my wedding dress, and now that I've had a baby, I just can't seem to get it together. My husband and I bought an expensive elliptical machine and all it does is collect dust. It's a shame I know.

So...I have been recruited by two of my closest friends to start running...to train for a 10,000 K race that they have here every July 4th. That's a whopping 6.2 miles. I don't think I have ever run or walked that far in my life. I have asthma and a bad back, neither of which bode well for a nice long jog. But I keep telling myself I can do it. If they can do it, I can do it. These are two girls that up until November had probably never worked out a combined 20 hours in their lives. They were more into partying in high school and college than working out. But all it took was one of their fathers to tell them that if they trained and ran a mini-marathon, they were off to a destination of their choice for a free week vacation. Motivation enough? They completed their first mini-marathon on Saturday and they are off on an all expense trip to Punta Cana at the end of May. I guess my motivation is that I will not allow myself to get pregnant again until I'm 10 pounds down from my pre-preggo weight. And since we want to try at the end of summer, I better get my ass in high gear.

So I have the jogging stroller ready (which was still in the box I got it in last February until last night) and I'm motivated. At least for now. Wish me luck.