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I am a girl named Ryan.
Yes, a girl. Always been one... Will ALWAYS be one. I am also a daughter, sister, wife, mother and graphic designer. I blog here to share the stories of how I can some how manage to be all of those titles & SOMEHOW stay sane. If thats what you call it.
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and about rudeness.
and rudeness
of the week.
fastlane rudeness.
You know when your schedule is so busy you dont even have time to stop and think? And you cant even remember what day it is? But all you know is you have to be somewhere NOW and you have to go to the store NOW and you have to drop off something NOW and you have to GO NOW AND DO NOW AND BE NOW! And OMG! I am in the fastlane, been stuck here for 3 days and I dont think I'm getting out for a couple more days.
and rudeness.
and old rudeness.
and find rudeness.

and randomness!
Has it really been a week since I blogged? I am a naughty girl. Trust me though, I have thought about blogging non stop the last couple days... I am just... distracted. Total Blogland distraction. I sit down and before I know it, its been 3 hours and I am all over the place and everywhere other than at my own blog writing about all the crazy cool things that have been going on this past week. Cause let me tell ya, WOW. In order to accomplish a weeks worth of total awesomeness... I bring you my first ever Random Post. Thats right folks. Random is it and TRUST ME random it will be.

-I realized this week that I really do like having my nails and toes painted. I even bought a color that didnt make me look like a slut. My daughter loves the color as well and made sure I knew that it had SPARKLING! DIAMONDS! in it every. single. time. she looked at her nails. And mine. Then she proudly proclaimed that Daddy wasnt "pretty" cause he didnt have any SPARKLING! DIAMONDS! like Momma and her. Cause seriously, ones "prettiness" is found in the color of their nails. I know right?! Who knew? I will ALWAYS... from here on out make sure that my nails are painted... cause that would be the only thing going for me in the pretty department, standing next to my little peanut.

-Speaking of peanut... When my daughter was born and for every check up she had her first year, our doctor always called Bubba peanut... and I swear it always sounded like PENIS.

-My husband has finally realized how wonderful it is the shop, get a shitton of great clothes and look at your receipt to see that the amount you SAVED is more than the amount SPENT. When I go to JCPenney's and come home, the first thing out of my husbands mouth is "How much was it?" My immediate response is usually, "But honey, I SAVED SO MUCH!" I mean really... who cares how much it COST when you save MORE?!

-One night last week some dumbass thought it would be a great idea to set off fireworks RIGHT outside our window. Not just fireworks... MASSIVE fireworks. We are talking the full blown mother effing SHOW! right! there! feet from my bedroom window. So at MIDNIGHT when I was fast asleep, off in dream land with Jack Bauer... and Whitney you were there too but you wouldnt stop crying about the OC... I was RUDELY AND SUDDENLY awoken to what I thought was assault by gunfight. OMG. I thought I was about to die. It was LOUD! It was FLASHY! It was CRAZY! And then Bubba noticed something was going on. And wow that girl can FREAK! OUT! just like her Momma. So I grabbed her and held her and we FREAKED! OUT! together until things calmed down outside. Only for 3 minutes though, cause then another round of ASSAULT AT MIDNIGHT began. Jesus... heres the thing dumbasses... if you are going to spend the money to buy freaking fireworks like that, take them somewhere you can ENJOY them and not FREAK! OUT! poor innocent me and my precious little Bubba. Bastards.

-Is there any belt wearers in the house? Can I see a show of hands? I am a dirty belt wearer. Every. single. day before I decide what shoes I am going to wear and after I put my deodorant on I get my belt. Its an article of clothing to me. I MUST be wearing a belt or I might as well have forgotten to put my shirt on. Call it BELT ADDICTION, call it what you want... I would like to inform the WORLD that a couple months ago I could just get my belt latch onto the FIRST notch... now I take that bitch all the way to the THIRD notch, no problem. Easy peasy. And MAN that feels good!! I think before long... I am going to have to get a smaller belt. You hear me?! A smaller something!!

-Last week one of my girlfriends, Supermom, invited me be a part of her child birthing. And OMG. Let me tell you... that was awwhhsome! I much like being on the other side of the table so to speak and it was neat to see her other children and family anticipate child number four... a little girl. A beautiful and PERFECT little girl.

See how sweet she is in her hospital photo?! She is like a little model!! After she was born and everyone went home, I stayed with Supermom for awhile and when the nurse turned to me and said, "Would you like the help me give her a bath?" I about tripped over myself to the bathroom to quickly wash up as I proclaimed, "WOULD I EVER! IS THAT COOL SUPERMOM!?"

-Twelve hours and 34 minutes later my best friend of all time from high school gave birth to this little angel...

He already looks like he is going to be a smartass huh? Just like her Momma. (I love you girl!) He even peed on me already! And let me tell ya... this little stinker was ALMOST born in the car on the way to the hospital. We are talking full blown 90 mph POLICE ESCORT and all!! They barely got her into a room and out he came!! But that is a wild story for another day... cause DAMN there is alot to say!

-And just for the record... THIS is how my Bubba DIDNT look like a model in her hospital photo. Of course no matter what she is my little model... but I have about 50 digital pictures from the hospital and THIS is the most calm looking one.

-My sister is coming home in NINETEEN DAYS! I. can. hardly. wait. She has been overseas doing the school thing since January and it is about damn time that girl came home. I already have plans for us for the first month she is home. I mean, I know SHE has a boyfriend, is getting a new apartment and has to get a job and all BUT I am getting some SISTER TIME FIRST!

-There is this great stuff by Oregon Chai that I have fallen in love with. Sugar-free Chai. With NO carbs. And no calories. And no fat. See? It just SOUNDS like heaven! So I mix it about a third water, a third milk and a third chai... pure bliss! I have been trying to drink only water or tea on my diet and when you only have TWO options, they both get old really fast. So this has been a great alternative for me and I suggest you look into this stuff... YUMMY!
Posted by and rudeness on Wednesday, June 13, 2007 at 7:32 AM
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And now for a random comment -

Dayum! That is one mad baby!

Congratulations! Third belt hole...woohoo!

Glad your back to blogland!
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous | June 13, 2007 10:27 AM  
Oh man I cannot stand belts. I refuse to wear one. They make me uncomfortable. I'm glad your going into a smaller belt though! Good for you! Woo hoo!
Posted by Anonymous Anonymous | June 13, 2007 1:50 PM  
Maybe the doctor was saying penis. Creepy. :) I love newborn babies, even crying ones. they are so sweet.
Posted by Blogger Jolynn | June 14, 2007 2:10 PM  
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