tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7370088140896006992024-03-13T00:08:36.427-04:00A Girl Named Stewartagirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.comBlogger208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-63349104953117952912011-11-22T17:10:00.001-05:002011-11-22T17:10:19.700-05:00Induction in 60 hours!WHHHEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-38722554970082523072011-11-12T17:20:00.002-05:002011-11-12T17:26:08.013-05:00The worst part about false labor...isn't the pain, it's the disappointment of not getting to actually go into labor and meet our daughter. Our Bradley instructor told us multiple times that labor often starts in the evening and subsides in the middle of the night and will pick up again in the morning. I've had extended periods of false labor over the past 10 days but the worst/ most like real labor was last night. I was just convinced that we were going to head to the hospital and then...nothing. I can handle the pain, but waking up this morning and going through today with just sporadic contractions is the absolute worst. I really, really thought I was showing all the signs of early labor. Grumble grumble.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-79992575236749864832011-11-10T07:38:00.003-05:002011-11-10T07:40:45.071-05:00Up and out!So I've successfully kept a schedule for the last 2 days: I've gotten up at the same time as I did before, put on make up, put on real clothes, and done grown up things. Today I'm off to a volunteer event, which is my first attempt at doing something professional.<br />I can do this. I can do this.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-76211878034084572402011-11-09T10:18:00.002-05:002011-11-09T10:20:36.712-05:00The good news is last night's sleep was more than double the night before! The night before being 2 hours and last night was 2.5 hours, being awake for 2 hours, then another 2.5 hours.<br />NEAT.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-33141661160014280252011-11-09T02:41:00.002-05:002011-11-09T02:47:47.007-05:00"But little Mouse, you are not alone,In proving foresight may be vain:The best laid schemes of mice and men Go often askew,And leave us nothing but grief and pain,For promised joy!" - Robert Burns.<br /><br />"Let our advance worrying become advance planning and advance thinking." - Winston Churchillagirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-31606823287251468552011-11-08T15:06:00.002-05:002011-11-08T15:09:45.699-05:00Pro Tip:If you're 38.5 weeks pregnant, have a 20 minute conversation with your estranged father about how much he loves you, and get a couple of emails from coworkers full of positive thoughts, and DO NOT want to sit in the dark crying, don't listen to Ben Harper's "Roses from My Friends."agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-83976003668386308962011-11-08T02:58:00.002-05:002011-11-08T03:02:32.908-05:00Today's thought is inspired by the most recent episode of "The Walking Dead".All I'll say is that for the past few days I thought I was in a bad place, not unlike trying to survive a zombie apocolypse. Then today was like I found out that not only am I trying to eke out an existance in a zombie apocolypse, but there are contaminated zombie guts in my drinking water and I have to leave the place where I'm seeking refuge.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-2250353954538009192011-10-13T11:29:00.002-04:002011-10-13T11:35:51.426-04:00From here to Maternity (Leave)!6 weeks! 6 weeks! Woo hoo! That's right, 42 days till my maternity leave!<br />Some of the more astute people may be scratching their heads and wondering why in the world I'm starting my maternity leave 5 days AFTER my due date. Primarily, it's because I'm a first time mom and I know I will go over my due date. It also coincides nicely with leaving for the Thanksgiving holiday. There are financial reasons, too. If I work up until the Thanksgiving holiday I will get paid time off for Thanksgiving just like any other employee. However, if I leave the office before Thanksgiving I won't get paid automatically for those days. I'd have to use days from my cache of PTO or go without pay.<br />Also, since a due date is basically impossible to pin down, it's easier to get excited about a day that I can say will definitely happen as opposed to counting down to my due date and then getting deflated during every day that passes.<br />6 weeks! 6 weeks! I can do this!agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-48817653759117146952011-09-22T12:06:00.001-04:002011-09-22T12:07:22.721-04:00Sentences I never thought I'd hear a doctor say"Well, that's a head...or...nope...maybe she's been doing Buns Of Steel..."agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-43561851221437425922011-09-15T10:46:00.002-04:002011-09-15T10:56:19.643-04:00She's my dancing queen, young and sweet, only unbooooooOOOooorn...I'm really hoping that this dance party in my uterus means Ava is flipping. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE feeling her feet and head and hands and knees. I'm actually kind of sad that in the next 4-5 weeks she'll run out of room and her movements will start to decrease. However, she's still breech and I'm getting anxious about it. About a quarter of babies are breech at this point in pregnancy (30 weeks) and that goes down to 5% by the time the actual due date rolls around. I'm just a worrier and I can't find any information on first time moms and being breech this late in the game in relation to actually being breech when labor starts. I can feel her pedaling her little feet, which I know means she's trying to turn, so keep it up little girl!agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-90692069195381657362011-08-20T17:57:00.003-04:002011-08-20T18:02:20.599-04:00Shower ApologistI'm super uncomfortable with my baby shower. I didn't have any wedding showers, or engagement parties, or formal pictures, or bachelorette parties, so it's just very weird to be the center of gift-giving attention. After all, these people didn't get me pregnant, so why should they be responsible for my stuff?
<br />I used to really roll my eyes at people who put expensive things on their registries. Do you really think your friends are going to buy you a crib or changing table or fancy stroller? Then I learned that many baby stores have discounts on items you registered for if you purchase them after your due date. Though it may not be the best idea to wait till after the due date to purchase a crib, I can totally see waiting to buy a stroller or breast pump or changing table after the due date if it means saving 20-25%.
<br />Basically, if you're reading this and are coming to my shower, please don't think that I expect you to get us a big ticket item!
<br />agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-67333025600675311362011-08-16T15:54:00.003-04:002011-08-16T15:58:59.031-04:00What I feel like after every meal.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh0HeV0uYu1vV8VpRya8c3XCCjgIhjS_sF2cxzhy4AbVdRKrUW7MyLbiMDUiHwkxbwnT4qVJ-av771-V1ceYiz3em_vbMOu8KvBSGK7beSr665VljfJx2AvLQu4jJNqLtDHsvBOfsZcwbr/s1600/AdamRichmanManvFoodNewYork.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh0HeV0uYu1vV8VpRya8c3XCCjgIhjS_sF2cxzhy4AbVdRKrUW7MyLbiMDUiHwkxbwnT4qVJ-av771-V1ceYiz3em_vbMOu8KvBSGK7beSr665VljfJx2AvLQu4jJNqLtDHsvBOfsZcwbr/s400/AdamRichmanManvFoodNewYork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641545007849302402" border="0" /></a>
<br />This is not a complaint! Every meal or snack makes me feel like I've just backed away from gorging myself at a Golden Corral buffet. I never thought I'd get the itis from 6 ounces of yogurt.
<br />agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-39937086524344598142011-08-11T12:05:00.002-04:002011-08-11T12:13:32.304-04:00Things that I just can't stand.Do you ever feel like you're the only sane person in the world? There are a few things about pregnancy that just boggle my mind. In order from "stabby" to "eye-rolling", they are:
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<br />1) Gender Reveal parties
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<br />2) Babymoons
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<br />3) Maternity photo shoots
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<br />Gender reveal parties...UGH. I swear, we are about 5 years away from pee-stick reveal parties where you'll have to go to your friends house to see the overly annoying couple dramatically unwrap a gigantic box that contains a positive or negative pregnancy test. Not <span style="font-weight: bold;">every </span>aspect of pregnancy deserves a party, OK?
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<br />Babymoons and maternity photo shoots are just the biggest, most self involved wastes of money, IMHO, especially when the couple involved is also having a baby shower. I feel like they're saying, "Hey! Look at us spending money on frivolous stuff! Disposable income! WHEE!!! Now buy our kid a gift that we preselected."
<br />agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-73026496992198367972011-08-09T11:56:00.003-04:002011-08-09T12:02:25.421-04:00That was easy.So I postulated earlier on our daughter's name. We're not ready to announce it quite yet, but we have the name all picked out!
<br />I posted some name options and all of a sudden got some new followers and reblogs from more PG-13 sites. One of the names we picked out is the stage name of an adult entertainment model. Not that there's anything wrong with that; it's just not want we want people to find if and when they google our little tiny princess.
<br />Thanks for making name selection easy, adult sites!
<br />agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-6193062581706768822011-07-26T17:01:00.003-04:002011-07-26T17:09:11.063-04:00This is a Mom blog.I don't want to coat my facebook wall with pregnancy stuff (ewww, I just realized how gross that sounded), so I think the majority of this blog will be related to my current gestating status! This won't be a pregnancy blog per se, or one of those dear baby blogs, but I've been censoring myself on the internet about my pregnancy and I won't do that here.<br />I'll still be AGirlNamedStewart, but that's only because there are so many cool pregnancy blog names that are already taken.<br />Girls Gone Child? From Here to Maternity? My Lovely Lady Bump? The Daily Discharge? All taken.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-53532092605624429532011-07-25T21:05:00.002-04:002011-07-25T21:13:53.009-04:00Owie ZowieI had Braxton Hicks contractions for the first time today...yikes! "Painless" my foot. I had super strong pain in the center of my abdomen for almost 2 hours. My doctor's office was closed when I called and I didn't want to incur the costs of calling the on call practitioner. After a lot of hydration and walked I stopped feeling so horrible.<br />I finally am not freaked out since I've felt her move for a while. I can't believe anyone ever said Braxton Hicks were painless.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-2817078675595772612011-05-18T10:59:00.001-04:002011-05-18T11:00:52.733-04:00Joy to the World<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvmRWRIwJkEmHDqIuEFtsTQeein1zMa-m8mcK4qbx5Cvwmtt5ytms3eidslvRwqRldjuyx55kwTpJ82Usol_uyHwH6w21BX6muusiHExowDe4wir36RW4ZQlATUAfQeXN2cHfvu9i6cnp/s1600/baby-christmas-tree-costume.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvmRWRIwJkEmHDqIuEFtsTQeein1zMa-m8mcK4qbx5Cvwmtt5ytms3eidslvRwqRldjuyx55kwTpJ82Usol_uyHwH6w21BX6muusiHExowDe4wir36RW4ZQlATUAfQeXN2cHfvu9i6cnp/s400/baby-christmas-tree-costume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608071052382287218" border="0" /></a>I'll have a little human being with no free will and almost no muscle control to dress up this holiday season.<br />HALLELUJAH indeed.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-24238821590471397882011-05-05T17:32:00.002-04:002011-05-05T17:34:33.348-04:00I must seem like the biggest nerdToday's my birthday! Everyone at the office wants to know what I'm doing to celebrate. I'm telling them the truth: I'm going home and sleeping. People have kind of given me weird looks and it just dawned on me that people in the office don't yet know that I'm pregnant. They just think I want to celebrate my 29th birthday by being unconscious.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-15611189430116461832011-04-23T22:06:00.003-04:002011-04-23T22:07:42.169-04:00Current state of mind: terrifiedOne of our pets had a seizure today. We've ruled out anything that was ingested, so this is probably genetics.<br />I never want to leave my baby again.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-39723372639490026982011-03-17T17:49:00.002-04:002011-03-17T18:00:13.036-04:00Deep BreathsI'm a little bit frustrated right now. It's not a big deal.<br /><br />Back story: this summer I had a large ruptured ovarian cyst. My period was 12 days late (!), I was tired all the time, I felt full after eating small amounts of food, I gained some water weight below my belly button, and I sometimes had a dull or even hot ache in my lower abdomen. I got it checked out, no big deal, it went away after a month or two.<br /><br />Right now John and I aren't trying to not start procreating, if that makes sense. I'm 4 days late and I was actually getting a little excited! I've been tired and feeling uncomfortably full. I was waiting until I was a full week late to take a test because I don't want to get a false negative. For about a week I'd intermittently have a sharp twinge in my lower abdomen, which I thought were maybe maybe maybe round ligament pains. This morning I started to feel a dull pain in my lower front side and after lunch felt that familiar hot sensation right where my ovary is. Not being pregnant right now isn't the biggest deal. I just really wish I wouldn't be growing a cyst the first month that a pregnancy would be happy news. Oh well.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-12055787731778977922011-03-09T23:28:00.002-05:002011-03-09T23:32:01.774-05:00TMI?<span style="color:#ffffff;">I think John's in guy heaven. This evening he watched <em>Star Wars </em>and then watched porn while playing Angry Birds.</span>agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-190245628965979242011-03-08T12:49:00.006-05:002011-03-08T13:34:54.641-05:00Non-breeder rantI don't have kids, so I can't pretend to know what it's like to have to dress a little idiot. It won't prevent me from judging people, though. Here are 2 pairs of sunglasses from Gymboree:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIDm6PSrHorRzgCTNeCuNMf4j6gSvSyETFZyXm8CihBbGSi1udjx8h_Tdidistlb4atRD54CDjUINjbfP_SGHsAqHxnxQZWSLjj5MoMUHr44vTXWUL-T3pX570TqENthJNtzGkXb6gQSD/s1600/pink+glasses.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIDm6PSrHorRzgCTNeCuNMf4j6gSvSyETFZyXm8CihBbGSi1udjx8h_Tdidistlb4atRD54CDjUINjbfP_SGHsAqHxnxQZWSLjj5MoMUHr44vTXWUL-T3pX570TqENthJNtzGkXb6gQSD/s400/pink+glasses.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581768753826793362" border="0" /></a>Our society is so crazy over consumerism. I can tell EXACTLY what kind of parent would buy these glasses. There's no way a parent over 26 years old would buy these and the purchaser is probably a single mom. She can't relate to anything in hip hop but listens to it all the time and thinks it's cute when her kid knows the words to songs. She either went to community college or got some kind of technical training after high school and lives with her parents or rents an apartment. The inside of her older Honda Civic or Nissan Sentra is totally decorated with stuff that says "princess". She has a tattoo with her kid's name. Her kid's name is a weird spelling of a traditional name or a noun that kind of works as a name (and is probably also spelled weirdly) like Natalee or Justyce.<br /><br />Then there are these:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNRr53xHItNjkvWAwU87AzxhY1fCTkSEzoXG6-zbwOtZCN119tR-SCpWY7AiKk9LqW0HHd21PnZKgebvTcM6_5s3ozW8zc-UM-LCsJ-hYNpdAKLPdZcF84jhwrPfWGn3JlwZktdSrmH3h4/s1600/blue+glasses.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNRr53xHItNjkvWAwU87AzxhY1fCTkSEzoXG6-zbwOtZCN119tR-SCpWY7AiKk9LqW0HHd21PnZKgebvTcM6_5s3ozW8zc-UM-LCsJ-hYNpdAKLPdZcF84jhwrPfWGn3JlwZktdSrmH3h4/s400/blue+glasses.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581771166704570802" border="0" /></a><br />Oh yeah, hipster glasses for kids. Jesus take the wheel. The parents of this kid weren't married when the mom got pregnant. If they're not married now, it's because they're waiting till everyone has the right to get married or they see marriage as an outdated tradition that doesn't apply to them. If they're engaged now, they got engaged in between when the mom found out she was pregnant and the kid was 6 months old. They have no plans of getting married. If they're married, they had the twee-est ceremony ever. They both wear hipster glasses. They shop at Goodwill for their clothes and some of their baby's clothes because they don't want to buy into the materialism of society, but they will totally buy most of their kid's clothes at Old Navy and Target because they love to dress their kid in new clothes that look old, like t shirts with faded writing. They have a big dog and had another dog or a cat but they "had to" get rid of it when the baby came. They take every picture with the Hipstamatic app on their iPhone. The kid's name is from some book or an author that the parents think is so special because they were so touched by it, but the book or author is very mainstream and has had great success. Examples would be Harper, Puck, or Esmerelda.agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-43959226211013599092011-03-02T10:07:00.003-05:002011-03-02T10:30:58.294-05:00Project Condom<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYj_JmcSOJ0yhd7kBOOa3Z4JhQ3Rs4OlHEf6NKJiWwuG_77V5u9m9CqJuLippgpDgwVqrjVctDbsV6biuRmQCkFxXI0NkzHsqysC5S67-7qJBaeMbn0K1HjGZ18O_riL6PXfU-CGhXSukh/s1600/winner.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYj_JmcSOJ0yhd7kBOOa3Z4JhQ3Rs4OlHEf6NKJiWwuG_77V5u9m9CqJuLippgpDgwVqrjVctDbsV6biuRmQCkFxXI0NkzHsqysC5S67-7qJBaeMbn0K1HjGZ18O_riL6PXfU-CGhXSukh/s400/winner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579505393345899474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCOL0AAatRJbhCWCvr5aZedF0iSgeL_sok5SOKJf6zpsoPNEruhLBchNJsb6R4bNCOUlvLxYHHQQFgV-Mz0l1-lzp52jQvSTOAoLLr4JrF7IIvW7Z4Z8Z0gwBBOBJT11H3ABp69Bd3Ze_7/s1600/gorgeous.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCOL0AAatRJbhCWCvr5aZedF0iSgeL_sok5SOKJf6zpsoPNEruhLBchNJsb6R4bNCOUlvLxYHHQQFgV-Mz0l1-lzp52jQvSTOAoLLr4JrF7IIvW7Z4Z8Z0gwBBOBJT11H3ABp69Bd3Ze_7/s400/gorgeous.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579505390611702322" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyUnk1VpboOd8vZDmKbRG_eht9QCzbL9fe-a5JxJoZPnZeqUL8_TfoJTPSw7N1SjCVkqTrZXUO2-n44E0rp97n1IydCo3XdkZVrzmlc0m_djh8aN_zq5ALidEraFn7svjNUvHV09XVaZl/s1600/female+sign.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyUnk1VpboOd8vZDmKbRG_eht9QCzbL9fe-a5JxJoZPnZeqUL8_TfoJTPSw7N1SjCVkqTrZXUO2-n44E0rp97n1IydCo3XdkZVrzmlc0m_djh8aN_zq5ALidEraFn7svjNUvHV09XVaZl/s400/female+sign.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579505386559826290" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOygFrwTamj7Jl84vMluThQjIvLFPBH_TYZvLnnFtYAsKGxiGwoG8OJqDDpLQx-cxt21pQEHFqr552FeMHbV6YhV8KaqRX-TNwC92Py6dyNNB5SYPTnGXMhiUQye52s_2w5le0ttoaEmv/s1600/consent.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOygFrwTamj7Jl84vMluThQjIvLFPBH_TYZvLnnFtYAsKGxiGwoG8OJqDDpLQx-cxt21pQEHFqr552FeMHbV6YhV8KaqRX-TNwC92Py6dyNNB5SYPTnGXMhiUQye52s_2w5le0ttoaEmv/s400/consent.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579505385749779298" border="0" /></a><br />Project Condom (Project Runway but with condoms) was last night at USC and it was fantastic! Here are some of the dresses. The winning one was the gigantic Vegas showgirl outfit with the headdress. I love my job!agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-75097871689991537882011-02-25T18:25:00.001-05:002011-02-25T18:27:00.202-05:00Born to do this<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghh0qqC8Qq6QHzIYo-VLy-VocdvzQtwCrE2L4_KUduHyeU5lu71hxRmR4B4bFoRl4IB7KpPfX7c0cnOF-DS9za7H6rGr4h4jkeeGKTrRsHUr3Y-uPlr5ryD1biRw-zPDcfZONOsBIA5ZEU/s1600/mariah-carey-baby-bump.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577772674304958594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghh0qqC8Qq6QHzIYo-VLy-VocdvzQtwCrE2L4_KUduHyeU5lu71hxRmR4B4bFoRl4IB7KpPfX7c0cnOF-DS9za7H6rGr4h4jkeeGKTrRsHUr3Y-uPlr5ryD1biRw-zPDcfZONOsBIA5ZEU/s400/mariah-carey-baby-bump.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><p></p><br /><p>When I saw Mariah Carey in Disney’s Christmas Parade last year all I could think of was how she was born to do this. Her life had all lead up to this moment of her lip-synching on a pre-recorded broadcast that celebrates the most sacchrine, commercial aspects of the holiday season while she was pregnant and dressed like a Christmas ornament in a dress so short that the whole world was her gyno. I’m not being facetious. She was born to do that. I was born to do the job that I have now. That’s the best way I can put it. This job is what I was put on Earth to do.</p></div>agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737008814089600699.post-57988736536946267062011-02-21T08:18:00.003-05:002011-02-21T08:22:29.981-05:00New Addition!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyzbhGtLVQ47x7c5uyhrm6DgVXnuxnAuYwpdXbIX51bUIxN8hfdiLLyECpAKN-aLLMBRYbvAq7glo9Ph6f_m5PugZ8A-wEjx3-Ed_3oyK92mOxLYO_xE2yjvkjxVBDaWKz6FG5LGHxdSnT/s1600/cujo+deputy+awesome+nap.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576131770306291026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyzbhGtLVQ47x7c5uyhrm6DgVXnuxnAuYwpdXbIX51bUIxN8hfdiLLyECpAKN-aLLMBRYbvAq7glo9Ph6f_m5PugZ8A-wEjx3-Ed_3oyK92mOxLYO_xE2yjvkjxVBDaWKz6FG5LGHxdSnT/s400/cujo+deputy+awesome+nap.jpg" /></a> Introducing Deputy Awesome! She joined our little family two Fridays ago and she's getting along with everyone like gangbusters! Her first night here she and Cujo fought like, well, cats and dogs but check them out now! Look at her actually hugging Cujo with both of her front paws. Yay for new friends!<br /><div></div>agirlnamedstewarthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05147892696917045624noreply@blogger.com0