Monthly Archives: October 2010

I Feel Like a Halloweenie

I used to love Halloween.  I loved dressing up and going out. 

But over the last couple of years – I have found myself feeling incredibly cheap, lazy and uncreative.  Not that I was ever super creative or spending lots of cash on costumes previously.

Some friends are having a Halloween party and they made constumes mandatory.  Last year, we totally bailed on Halloween and just went to a friend’s house and sat around.  The year before I busted out one of my mom’s old 70s dresses and was basically just… her.  A 70s disco loving Korean.

This photo doesn’t do the dress justice.  It was a full length dress.  And yes, that is Jeremy’s real chest hair.

The year before I was Jesus in a tuxedo t-shirt but I think only 2 people actually “got it”.  Plus I didn’t really go above and beyond in that costume making department.

Yes, I totally half-assed it.  I know.  And Jeremy was the 2nd amendment.

The year before that, Jeremy and I wore matching cow costumes just because I thought it would be funny to be a cow.  It actually ended up being a little creepy.  Apparently the udders invited a lot of people to have their hands near my crotch.

I couldn’t find a full length cow shot… but you all know what these costumes look like.

The year before that, I was an Indian girl.  It was my ode to Cher and her half breed song but that was just too difficult to explain to anyone.  So I just said I was Pocahontas.

Jeremy was Officer Dangle from Reno 911.  As you can see – his costumes tend to be funnier than mine.

The year before that, I was Velma from Scooby Doo.  But without the rest of the Scooby gang, I spent the whole night saying, “I’m not a librarian.”  (I couldn’t find a picture).

Aaaanywho – this year.  While I enjoy a good, funny costume – I just have nothing in me.  I went to the Halloween store last night in my old neck of the woods and oy – what a traumatizing experience.  My old neck of the woods is known for its abundance of white trash.  I don’t mean trailor trash – I mean “Teen Mom”, “Jersey Shore”, and other terrible teen show trash.  Oh and there are a lot of car dealerships in the area.

I was hoping for some inspiration but instead I was presented with overpriced, cheaply made and super slutty costumes.

I refuse to paint my belly.  The idea of walking around in a crop top all night just doesn’t appeal to me.  Some ideas I’ve tossed around are…

  • Having a baby appear to be crawling out of my belly (like Alien but with a baby).  This would require doll parts, glue, blood and craftiness.  I’m tired just thinking about it.
  • Christine O’Donnell.  I laughed myself silly thinking about wearing a dress suit (like I have for work) with a witch hat and a campaign button.  But upon telling people of this idea, I got a lot of, “who is Christine O’Donnell?”
  • Lady Gaga in her meat dress.  I thought I could get away with pinning a bunch of pictures of meat all over me (so I’d be sort of half assing it).  I especially thought this was funny because I’m a vegetarian (but apparently I only find myself funny).
  • Mr. Potatohead.  This was the only inspiration I gathered from the Halloween store… a children’s Mr. Potatohead costume.  I figured it worked with my current figure but again requires me to go buy supplies and muster some craftiness.

Ugh – so help me out guys!  Inspire me.  What are YOU dressing up as for Halloween?

And do you sit in a dark house on Halloween to avoid the hoards of trick-or-treaters too… or is that just me?


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Fashion Bump Watch

One of the downfalls of registering for stuff is that you obsess over it.  I probably log into our Babies R Us registry every other day to make adjustments.  Do I need this?  On second thought – we probably don’t care about that.  And god bless other parents!  One of my co-workers has generously GIVEN us a bathtub, a high chair, a Graco SnugRide stroller, a Baby Bjorn, a baby cart seat cover and a playmat!  My sister-in-law said she looked at my registry and is giving us one of her Bumbo seats.  This just means I need to pay it forward when our little one outgrows this stuff.  But I’m thankful for this stuff!

And thank you for all the registry tips again!  I will definitely be checking with my health insurance to see if they’ll cover the cost of a breast pump and I read somewhere that some plans cover car seats. 

Now onto the fashion…

Thursday, October  21, 2010

a photo of what I wore

Top:  Old Navy Maternity.  I bought this shirt for like $10 on sale… so I got it in 2 other colors.  Why pass up a good deal? 

Pants:  Express (held up by the Belly Band).

Shoes:  Target – Merona.

Friday, October 22, 2010

a photo of what I wore

Top:  Banana Republic (not maternity!  And a repeat shirt since it is one of the few non-maternity shirts that still fit).

Jacket:  Juicy Couture.  If you recall – I tried, unsuccessfull, to pair this with a black dress.  I wasn’t feeling the outfit but I liked it with this one.

Pants:  Gap

Shoes:  Target – Merona

Monday, October 25, 2010

a photo of what I wore

Dress:  J. Crew.  Surprisingly this is not a maternity dress.  I bought this dress 2 years ago on a super sale but found it to fit like a shapeless sack.  I normally have to pair it with a skinny belt just to give it some shape but it worked out well as a maternity dress.

Shirt:  NY & Company.  I can’t button the bottom half of this shirt anymore…

Shoes:  Target – Merona

Fun / Weird Pregnancy Stuff:  Since my uterus keeps growing, it is pushing around some of my organs.  The biggest “shift” I’m feeling is my stomach.  It now sits higher and this is one of the reasons so many pregnant women suffer from heartburn and indigestion (Tums haven’t become a close friend).  But another weird thing I’m experiencing is that if I eat anything particularly hot or cold, I can feel the warmth and coldness in my belly.  I thought something was leaking inside of me (and perhaps I should really check this out) but my SIL (in nursing school who is about to start her OB clinicals) theorized that the food isn’t getting a chance to cool down/warm up before it hits my stomach like it normally does when it sits lower.  Very interesting…


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Blank canvas (How I Feel Completely Overwhelmed When it Comes to Decorating the Nursery)

As I mentioned the other day, we had some professional painters come to our house to paint our bedroom, the bathroom and the future nursery.  We’ve hired these guys before and they did a phenomenal job with our hallway so it was a no-brainer to hire them again for the rooms.  As I have gotten older, I’ve learned that there are a few things that I’ll willing to pay money for and painting is one of them.  I loathe painting.

I spent the first half of the day hiding in my basement like a weenie because I didn’t want to seem like I was bothering the painters… the painters that I was paying.  The really awful part was the fact that I spent a good chunk of the day completely dehydrated because I didn’t want to have to pee.  We only have 1 bathroom and I didn’t want to go upstairs.  It wasn’t a good day.

I’ll post before and after pictures of the paint but just know that these guys did a kick-ass job.  Not only did they caulk, spackle and sand the walls (on top of what Jeremy had already done), they banged out the job in 8 hours and it would have easily taken me & Jeremy a month to complete. 

We’re having our carpets cleaned this weekend and then we’re officially in reorganizing/redecorating our room and decorating the nursery mode.

The nursery is blue with white trim.  I love white trim.  I don’t understand off-white trim.  White trim just looks so clean and crisp.  Because I love how light and airy the room now feels, we also wanted to go with white furniture.  We have SO MUCH dark wood furniture in our house that we really need to lighten things up in the rooms.

I think we’re going with this crib:

It has a matching dresser/changing table but we’re not going to get it… mostly because it has more dark wood features and it costs more than the damn crib.  Seriously – just slap the word “baby” in front of furniture and it automatically increases the price by a few hundred dollars.  I don’t understand it.  Babies are small and don’t need furniture!

I’ve recently become obsessed with Owls.  I know that it is becoming a trendy nursery theme but I don’t care.  They are so cute and it all stemmed from this bedding:

Anyways – I’ve been scouring Etsy for some great nursery art and am completely overwhelmed by the fantastic selections.  I wish you could set up a registry on Etsy!

I stumbled across this Etsy shop and pretty much want to buy every print.

Like this one

And this one

But then I’m also in love with this print:

It manages to tie my love of French with a cute baby theme.  I realize these aren’t owls and that’s probably a good thing.

I also love this:

And being the dachshund lover that I am, I couldn’t resist this:

I am seriously overwhelmed.  I want to cover every square inch of the walls with cute prints!  We still haven’t even 100% determined the furniture or the layout. 

Anyways – I figured blogging out my new obsession might help to get it out of my system.  Are there any fantastic prints you want to share?


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Fashion Bump Watch – Mid Week Update!

We’re having some rooms painted in our house today so I’m at home with strangers (albeit very nice strangers).  Words cannot describe how uncomfortable I am.  We’re getting our bedroom, the future nursery and our bathroom painted.  What really stinks is that we have only ONE bathroom in the house… and I’m pregnant and pee like 100 times a day.  My neighbors just might catch me popping a squat in my backyard today.  Just sayin…

So since I’m at home trying to keep myself occupied and not think about peeing, I’m posting about my daily fashion.  Yippee!  Btw – thanks to all the ladies that commented on my registry post!  I have been writing down everyone’s tips.  What is funny is that I’ve been getting a lot of conflicting information from moms and I know this is due to everyone’s child reacting differently to different things.  So my registry has definitely grown since we registered in the store.  Please keep your registry suggestions coming!

Monday, October 18, 2010

a photo of what I wore

Please excuse my awkward hand pose.  I don’t know what I was doing.

Dress:  J. Crew.  This is the infamous “are you pregnant” when I wasn’t actually pregnant dress from last year.  I’ve already showcased it during my Fashion Bump Watch posts but here it is again.  I was stoked that the zipper still zipped but I noticed the top is not laying correctly laying.  This is due to the fact that the waist band now has to sit on top of my belly.  It was an awkward fitting dress this day and I had to pin it to the camisole I had on underneath.

Blazer:  H&M.  I love this blazer.  I bought it in a bright blue color as well but it is definitely starting to look worn down from numerous washes.

Shoes:  Target – Merona.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

a photo of what I wore.

So I’ve determined that I need to start wearing maternity clothes.  I’ve really popped out within this past week to the point where I can’t really wear my non-maternity shirts unless I want to stretch the shit out of them.  I still need to stock up on some maternity pants (most notably maternity jeans!).

Top:  Gap Maternity.

Pants:  Gap (not maternity but holding on for dear life with my Belly Band).

Shoes:  Target (not sure if you can tell but they’re leapord print).

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

a photo of what I wore

I would be lying to you, blogosphere, if I pretended that I tried to dress up the majority of the time.  To be honest, I only make an effort when going to work or if I’m going out on the weekends.  At home, you’ll usually find me in a t-shirt and sweats.  Since I’m at home today while the painters are here, I thought I’d expose the truth of my at-home fashion.

Shirt:  Gap Maternity. 

Pants:  Old Navy (these are fitness capris).

Shoes:  None!  We don’t wear shoes in this house… I”m asian!  And I’m also a germ freak.

I”m posing with a brand spanking new Bob Revolution stroller that obviously has some good reflective surfaces on it.

Fun / Weird Pregnancy Stuff:  The baby is moving like crazy!!  I feel her everyday now and sometimes she moves enough that Jeremy can feel her too.  I thought I would absolutely hate this feeling.  I’ll admit it is a bit weird but it is nice to know that she’s alive and kicking in there.  It is funny to me how 2 weeks ago I was flipping out because I could barely feel a thing and now there is no mistaking that she’s moving.


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My Not Fun Registering Experience

I remember registering for my wedding a few years ago and it was fun.  A lot of fun.  At one place, we even got to enjoy champagne while registering.

Registering for your first baby at a baby superstore (Babies R Us) is the opposite of fun.  It sucks.  It sucks balls.

Unfortunately for us, Babies R Us is the only big baby retailer near us.  I loathe this store.  The tons of baby showers I’ve attended and my experience in picking up a shower present have made me hate Babies R Us.  There is JUST SO MUCH STUFF and I feel like it is everywhere. 

However, while we had a small window of free time between Jeremy’s studies, our house work and whatever else we’ll be doing over the next couple of weekends to get our house in shape – I wanted to register.  I figured the process would take under an hour.

We arrived at BRU around 7pm on a Saturday night.  Yes, this is how we spent our Saturday evening.  Don’t be jealous.  We had just purchased a BOB Revolution stroller from REI (they were having a 15% BOB strollers sale and I had given up on trying to find a used one on Craigslist.  Seriously – those things are like GOLD on there.  I contacted a women like 25 minutes after she posted her Bob stroller and someone had already reached out to her!  Crazy.  But I digress…).

I was surprised to see 2 couples ahead of us chatting with the employee manning the registration desk.  Seriously?  It is a Saturday night.  We waited for about 10 minutes and then it was our turn.  The employee was super nice but I think BRU is running a scheme on parents-to-be.  They hand you a “checklist” of must-have baby items and it is INSANE.

There are items on there that you will not be needing for a few months, maybe even a year.  I live in a shoebox!  My space is limited and precious.

Jeremy and I approached registering with the “less is more” approach.  We just wanted the basics.  We weren’t going to be dazzled by the crap.  But holy fuck – when you walk up and down the aisles, it is hard to keep your thoughts straight.

How many receiving blankets do you need?  How many crib sheets?  What about bottles?  Everyone registers for those Sleep Sacks so clearly we need one.  Or two?  I don’t know!  And swaddle stuff.  What swing is worth it?  What playpen?  AAAAHHHHHH!  I almost had a breakdown a few times.

Still – I thought we did a decent job.  We turned in our registry gun at the same time as another girl (whose family seriously smelled like they had been chain smoking for the last 20 years in a broken down car or something… I could smell them a few aisles over and always had to walk away). 

The registry employee looked as us and said, “you have 84 items” and then looked at the other girl and said, “wow – you guys have 165 items!”  Who needs 165 things?!

I’ve since gone back through our registry to add some things and change some things based on reviews in Baby Bargains, online and through friends.

We don’t have a “theme” to the nursery.  And while we know we’re having a baby girl – we both tend to be drawn to the neutral stuff… or the blue stuff.  Can I just say that I hate that blue = boy.  I like blue.  Last I checked, I had a vagina. 

If I had to do this all over again, I don’t know how I’d do it differently.  I think, as a store, I’d offer treats to the pregnant ladies to make their experience more enjoyable.  Instead I was offered printed cards that I could hand out to friends & family indicating where I registered.  Really, BRU?  While I guffawed at that, the couple ahead of us asked for 15 sheets (there were 16 cards per sheet).  WTF?  I need friends like that.  But seriously – that seems a bit douchey, no?  Handing out a bunch of cards to your friends & family and saying, “here – buy me stuff… but this time I won’t be paying for a large catered party with an open bar”.

I also registered on as well because they carried some stuff that I love but that was not available at BRU.  Online registering is awesome but I know the chances of getting a gift via Amazon are pretty slim.  However, I use Amazon wish lists to keep track of things I read about that I want to check out later.  My wish list is full of books and music.  Anywho…

For any parents out there – any “must have” items that you suggest I should add?  Any nonsense items that most rookies as for (and receive) but never use?


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Baltimore Half Marathon – A Pregnant Bystander’s Quick Recap

The Baltimore Marathon – A Bystander’s Recap

Have I mentioned how much I miss running… like training for a race running?  I miss it.  A lot.  And I worry all the time that I’ll never be able to run long-ish distances again.

This year, Jeremy ran the Baltimore 1/2 marathon.  This is his second time doing it and it is the first time he actually trained for it.  Yes, my husband is that obnoxiously fit person that can just pick up and run a half marathon without any training (like he did last year).  He’ll argue that he sort of trained for it but was sidelined due to injury (ITBS).  Still – I think he had maybe 2 training runs last year before the half and still managed to run it under 2 hours… a time that I know I will never achieve because I am a SLOW POKE.  And I’m okay with that.

Anywho – this year, Jeremy trained for the half marathon with a few friends.  He had a goal of finishing under 1 hr 45 minutes.  He cut his running down to 3 times a week and I think it really helped to keep him injury free. 

For anyone that lives in Baltimore, they know that when the marathon comes to town – traffic gets seriously fucked up around the city.  It is such a cluster fuck that I don’t bother driving anywhere until that evening.

While Jeremy left the house around 8:45am (a time that I knew was WAY too late for him to try to drive and park near the race but he SWORE the streets weren’t closed yet), I putzed around until about 9:30am.  I called my friend who was also planning to support her significant other as he ran his first half marathon (Jeremy trained with him).

So – despite Jeremy saying that he didn’t want me walking to my friend’s house (she lives about a mile away) because he thinks I wouldn’t be able to ward off an attacker… I still walked because it was ridiculous to drive a mile. 

From my friend’s house, we walked to the stadium where the race finished.  She mapped it out and said it was about a 3 mile walk (if we took a somewhat direct route).  However, I wanted to stop and get some fresh juice from this amazing Vegan place in Fells Point so I made her walk the long way.

What I failed to remember was that the marathon course ran through the street where the juice place was so it was closed.  But it was entertaining to watch the marathoners.

I don’t know if you’ve ever watched a marathon but there are people of all shapes, sizes, ages and kookiness that run.  We saw people decked out in costumes (I can’t even imagine the chafing), in severe pain, having the time of their lives and some old enough to be our grannies running.  It made me want to run a marathon.

We also encountered a few “cheering zones”.  One zone was a group of small kids that had some cute chant and pom-poms.  Adorable!  We also saw some funny signs (all of which have completely escaped me… I can’t remember shit these days).

We eventually made it down to the stadium in time to watch Jeremy cross the finish line (with a new PR of 1 hr 41 minutes!).  I warned my friend that last year I had witnessed a slew of people crossing the finish line and then promptly vomiting.  We didn’t see any of that this year.  Sadly – I was a little disappointed.  My friend caught Mario and Luigi finishing the race together though.

And here is my complaint about the Baltimore marathon.  I think it sucks that they have the marathon and the half marathon finish at the same place.  While a half marathon isn’t a small feat, a fucking marathon deserves its own finish.  I can imagine that after running a hilly (seriously, Baltimore is crazy hilly) 26.2 miles and wanting to die… the last thing I want to see is someone who has more pep in their step crossing the finish line because they covered half the distance.  Although let’s be honest – my marathon time means that most of the half marathoners would probably be finished unless they were walking. 

When I got a close-up view of Jeremy, I asked what the fuck was all over his face.  I’m not sure if you can see it in this very unflattering picture, but he has white lines all over his face.  It is salt.  And I saw this on a TON of runners.  I didn’t see this at all last year and found it bizarre.  I’m not sure what combination forced so much salt to appear on everyone’s faces and shirts.

So after walking 4.5 miles-ish and standing forever, I was quite dismayed to learn that Jeremy wasn’t able to drive to a point near the race.  I realize I didn’t have much room to complain (my husband had just run 13.1 miles afterall) but fuck, I’m pregnant, my feet are swollen and I wasn’t mentally prepared to walk the 3 miles back to his car. 

I had told my friend about Jeremy’s time and she suggesting checking to see if he qualified for the NY marathon.  I checked and he didn’t qualify (he needed a time under 1 hr 25 minutes).  And while he has NO desire to ever run a full marathon, this new time goal is apparently quite enticing.  I think he might be shooting for that next year.  And annoyingly, he’ll probably hit it!  Man, I wish I was fast.

Btw – after Jeremy made it through the runner’s finish to pick up water and some other post-run snacks, he was sweet enough to grab me a granola bar because he knew I’d be hungry.  Aw!  Did you just vomit a little?


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Fashion Bump Watch – Week of October 11th

I”m not making any apologies this time for not posting these daily… so there!

This week was filled with lots of repeats (my dresses).  I was feeling a little big and hadn’t ironed in quite some time so not only was I out of wearable pants, I just didn’t want to be hassled with anything too snug.  I love dresses.

Monday, October 11, 2010:

a photo of what I wore.

You can’t miss my belly now. 

Dress: Target – Merona.

Shoes: Target – Merona.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010:

a photo of what I wore.

Dress: Target – Liz Lange Maternity.

Sweater: H&M

Shoes: Target – Merona

Wednesday, October 13, 2010:

A  photo of what I wore.

Dress:  Target – Xhileration.  This dress is HUGE.  I’m not sure why I bought it.

Jacket:  Juicy Couture (purchased at a sample sale at Urban Chic).  I love this jacket.  It looks fantastic with a pair of dark denim jeans.  But since I’m not wearing denim right now (I really need a pair of maternity jeans…ugh), I wanted to break this out.  This picture looked better in my mind but I was disappointed with the combination of the dress and this jacket.

Shoes:  Target – Merona

Thursday, October 14, 2010:

a photo of what I wore.

Dress:  BCBG (scored at a sale at Saks)

Sweater:  Gap

Belt: Target

Shoes: Target – Merona

Friday, October 15, 2010:

a photo of what I wore

Dress:  Old Navy.  If you recall – this was one of the first dresses I wore to kick off my fashion bump watch.  My belly was much smaller and I recall not feeling like a stuffed sausage when I wore it.  This dress was SUPER tight and I was a bit uncomfortable in it all day.

Leggings:  Forever 21.  These leggings were $5.  Wahoo! 

Shoes:  Puma

Fun / Weird Pregnancy Stuff:  This is the week that I received more comments about my belly than I have in a long time.  I had more people asking me about it.  One woman even said, “okay – I normally NEVER ask this question but…”  and I knew she was asking if I was pregnant.  Another woman declared, “You really exploded this week!”  And another woman commented on how I really “popped out”.  I get it – my belly grew.

My belly button is also starting to look like an anus.  Hot stuff.


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