The babe

Feet of an 11 week old fetus

Richard's spawn is totally kicking my butt. For a woman who HATES being pregnant I have been pregnant an awful lot. Mackenzie Kay was born December 10, Madison was born November 1, and Nicholas was born December 20th. I have deceided I will not have sex during the months of March or April for the rest of my life, Richard needs to plan his fishing trips accordingly. Audrey was born in August but she doesn't count because she is my only child who was ever planned on. Although I love them all with a deep emotion I just don't like to grow 'em. My sister has only ever wanted to be a mama and care for her children but hasn't had the opportunity to grow 'em. Life just isn't fair. I will cross my fingers and try not to cancel the good karma out by jinxing with extra crossing.

Richard went on his Bonapart fishing trip and lot the biggest fish bragging rights to his brother, Jarrod. Hee hee. So I got the opportunity to try trout again ( my memories of Grandpa Stecker's trout was not good) It was delicious, however it was not delicious coming up. I hope I will be able to enjoy it again without feeling foul.

The parasite

The Rumors are true, we are expecting.

December 18th is the projected due date.

This is a picture of an 11 week old fetus.

I surprised Richard with the news with a Huskies dorm basket with a little onesie and blanket with his logo on it, and other various items such as a a bottle, pacifer, diapers wipes, and a tube of butt paste that he will enjoy using. (more often than I will!!!! I gaurantee it). I had to put a little note on the package that said, "another Dawg to join the Cougar clan". I had placed the basket in the truck on my way into school, thinking he would see it on his way home while I was in class and I wouldn't have to feel akward about his reaction to the news. (thought he could use some time to process the thought of 4 kids, not just 3. It had potential to be hard, Richard never thought he would have any.) But.....my plan didn't work out because he wanted to go to lunch before my classes started. I told him to take the van but he grabbed the truck while waiting for me to get out of the restroom (had to throw up, lol) but then I got into the car and he didn't say anything. we ate lunch and he didn't say anything, we got back to school and he didn't say anything!!!!! What the heck. later in the day he text me and he still didn't say anything. My hormone drive mind was whirling and pissed. I had a test but I couldn't concentrate because I was thinking all worst case scenarios!!!!He found me in the Cafeteria and asked if we could go for a walk, Good idea at that point I was thinking he could just live in a Dawg house by himself. Apparently he thought it was just a dissing joke on the Huskies and threw the well crafted basket in the back seat without looking at it. He had gone out to see what it had said. With an explanation and his silly grin, it was pretty easy to forgive him. It was a very goofy grin, we didn't walk far that afternoon, he kept stopping to hug me....I was late for class.

Our first Doctor's appointment will be on Thursday and then we can share a few blurry ultrasound picture that no one will be able to decipher.

Just the Mama

I finally got to meet just the mama last week, wait that might have been almost 2 weeks now. Jonell is Richard's aunt but they are about the same age. so you see her posting comments on the blog. Sweet fun woman, Great kids, need much more time to play with everyone an afternoon doesn't work. I also got to see Richelle, Mike and Rielly(I spell my new nephew name wrong all the time I think i will start writing it on my hand as a temp tattoo until I get it right.) anyway I got to watch the little boy play with his toys and give his mama and grandma Cheryl some loves between my yawns.
Great to meet everyone, except of coarse, Courtney who still doesn't think I exist. I am a gross mutation of Richard warpped math inhibited mind.
Big Huge sorry to Richelle for being "the life of the party" as I tried not to fall asleep in her cozy rocking chair.

Hardie Plank

The man called me HARDY, I am not impressed

So we finally got around to ordering the siding (hardie plank) and the decking. When it arrived we only could get the fork lift to put one pallet in the garage. so Richard and I had to move the other pallet into the garage when he got home from work. While doing moving the hardie plank, Richard looked at me and said, "boy, Nichole, you are hardy." usually he is always teasing me but this time I think he was actually thought he was paying me a complement.

All I have to say is his warning label should have said, assembly needed, training neccesary.

And that is that

Carrie Underwood

Jessica came up on Friday night to go to the concert with Megan and I. I didn't think I would like the music. I am not much of an Idol fan but Megan and Jessica are total groupies. I was pleasantly surprised, I loved most of the music, and enjoyed the sights.

What sights you ask???? Well, Josh's tush of coarse. To be honest I am not much of a bum watcher but I couldn't help "butt"notice he ultra fine derier as he sang in his deep baritone voice. I think that it was Jessica who pointed it out first. But I must admit I was the one asked to return to my seat. Ms. Underwood was also worth the ticket price. She seemed to be down to earth a genuine country all american girl with luck on her side. many of the songs lyrics sang to my heart.to fun with lazer lights, big screens and confetti blown into the audience. Just a down right good time, screaming for an oncore and loving every minute of it (I only chuckedburped once, thanks to the parasite, but grateful it stayed down)

I have got to get a new look though, apparently this one Does not make my chin look any better

gotta take what you can get

My friend from school is always sending me junk mail... this is a pretty picture in the one I received tonight. My motto is to take the best you can find, and TRAIN him. Ha.

Let's vote

ok, really quick before I start to study for the next final, What do you girls think? Does this computer screen resemble something that you usually have cut and paste???? You got it, it is a scrap book. Let me hear ya' all tell Richard it is most certainly a scrapbook, even if it is online and written in code. I mean look it has all of the attributes, journally, a title, color coordination, and not to mention perfectly cropped and sized pictures. LOL I met a man who scraps, even if it is one the "web" I think it qualifies