A poor person's solution to a new couch

This afternoon I decided to find a solution to my gross couch. We have tan microfiber furniture in our living room, which is normally a nice choice, except that my dog Jack (see photo) must love the texture of microfiber on his tongue.

Reason #1 that the couch needed help: Jack has proceeded over the past couple of years to lick the couch to the extent that there are actually patches of the microfiber completely gone.

Reason #2 that the couch sucks: Also, last summer a friend came over and sat on our couch, as friends do. The problem with this particular situation was that the friend must have rubbed up against some motor oil during her day, because when she left our couch, she left a streak of motor oil across the back cushion. And that stuff just doesn't rub out.

Needless to say, we have suffered around 7 months sitting on our ugly ass couch. Every time we have company over, I pray they do not look close at its true grossness. Today, the suffering ends. As a poor person would, I marched my ass to Ross this afternoon and bought a slipcover. The slipcover was called SureFit, but I am not sure whether any slipcover, cheap or expensive, really does surely fit. Whatever, I needed a solution that did not require the purchasing of a new sofa. After getting the blasted thing home, I ironed it out to the best of my patience and ability (which isn't much). Then, I proceeded to tuck, tuck, tuck! Until I got this finished product:

Whaddya think? Minus the wrinkles (hey, I've got no patience with the iron), it looks much better and less white-trashy then the pre-couch product, believe me! ** sorry for no pre-cover pic- I didn't think of it and there is no way I'm peeling that baby back off- that took me an hour!

MEME Friday

On of my favorite bloggers, Andrea tagged me to write a 6 word memoir about myself. Considering that I am having a horrible start to an otherwise beautiful morning (man I hate husbands some days), this is what I've come up with:

Life brings (me) new lessons every day.

I know, I know- there are seven words, but I wanted to make it personal. Sorry my meme is lacking, but it's what I've got at 7:20 with 20 minutes until I have to deal with high school age children after crying all morning over your husband being a dumb ass. And the cycle continues.

So, I'm tagging Ann, Sara, cougchick, and stickyfeathers

Rules:

1. Write your own six word story.

2. Post it on your blog

3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post (me) and to the original post if possible

4. Tag at least five others with links

5. Don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.

Chubby Mommy

I am feeling fat these days. Having been a person who is subconscious about her weight almost my entire teenage to adult life, I am having a really hard time accepting the fact that I have completely lost my waistline.
My other problem is that I feel like my belly is growing too much too fast. I find myself constantly trying to compare with friends I know who have recently given birth or are at different stages of their pregnancies. I think about their belly size and wonder if mine really is baby + placenta + uterus + umbilical chord, etc.... or if I'm just storing up some fat in there.

I am even ashamed to let my belly hang out sometimes at work: I don't want people to gossip hush hush behind my back that I am getting so big for only being 5 months along. See, the problem for me is I'm not necessarily gaining anywhere else except a tiny bit in my face and all the rest in my tummy. In reality, I should be happy that is where all the weight is going, and not spreading itself out across all fat cells as it could very easily do.
The older ladies at work say to relax and enjoy the time when you can eat whatever you want- but I don't eat whatever I want- I eat pretty much the same as before I was preggo- I wish I could just let this go and enjoy my growing baby belly a little more- but it's so hard to grow and grow!

Depressing weather

Here is the current weather forecast for the North west:
Considering that I coach softball, which is an outside sport, and we are supposed to have 3 games this week, it's not looking too good. I also don't really like the way our head coach runs practice, so that cranks up the annoyance meter for the week.

Plus, it's just plain depressing to wake up every morning to a dusting of snow, then watch it melt off when the dribbling rains come and go all day long. I have already sacrificed my spring break to this crap: What do I have to do to get a little sunshine to perk things up in my life!? I know you say the weekend looks promising, but don't hold your breath: last week we had 58 degrees forecasted for Thursday: what we really got was 43 degrees and, you guessed it, rain/snow mix. Geez people, it's April already!!!!!

5 months !

Now that we know that I'm carrying a baby girl, and that we are going to call her Ali, I am learning more and more about this little gal and just how much she is like her momma.
For example, Ali and me both love cookies and ice cream! We also love to tease daddy about being such a man's man, and having to live in a house with two girlies! He already put a veto on any sort of nail polish whatsoever....

And the most ironic part of my doctor's appointment on Wednesday- Ali weighs in at around 1 lb: and I was sure she was a 15 lb baby, scales don't lie!

It's A...

Sorry to keep everyone in suspense.... we're having a SWEET BABY GIRL!!!

Alison Elizabeth will join our family around August 21st: We are going to call her Ali :)

All her body parts and inner workings where function right up to par and she is right where she should be for growth at this point. She was, however, being shy (what the?) and wouldn't come towards the front of my tummy for a 3d profile picture. Oh well, we can wait 4 months to see what our baby angel looks like.
I feel so blessed to have a little girl.. it's amazing how much more bonded I feel now that I know what I'm carrying with me all the time. I find myself thinking about her all the time- I hope she has dark hair like her daddy- and I really hope she likes to be outside and play sports! Poor gal is gonna be a tom boy whether she knows it yet or not!

The BIG day!!!

Tomorrow is the day! We get to find out (baby willing) whether we will be raising a beautiful baby boy or girl- I CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!