Firefly

Monday I took half a day off from work to pick my mother in law up from the airport. I had planned on leaving at noon to pick her up from her flight landing at 12:30. (This is how awesome my workplace is) Even though everyone in their right mind knows a person getting off an international flight takes at least a half hour to get through customs, after I mentioned Maor freaking out that I might be late because I had to pick up Lea before going to the airport, they pushed me out the door at 11am to make sure that we were all there well before the plane even landed.
We got to the airport at noon and waited around the airport for an hour and a half in front of the international area for Maors mom to get off the plane. As luck would have it Lea fell asleep in my arms 10 minutes before Maors mom walked through the door. When she came out she stood in front of me and started trying to chit chat about being excited to be here while eyeing Lea sleeping on my chest so I took her purse out of her hand and shoved Lea into her arms. Lea may not have been happy about being woken up but Grandma almost cried in baggage claim when she hugged Lea for the first time ever.

We havent done anything too exciting yet. Grandma met Great Grandma and Great Aunt.
Shes done a lot of shopping.... and we have plans to go shopping again tomorrow (I have been working my normal hours so I havent been on the shopping trips yet. Maor has insisted that I get all final say in anything bought for Lea)
So far it has been a very nice visit. Grandma has volunteered to watch Lea so Maor and I can have a night out... coincidentally on Sunday which is the start of Restaurant Week in the Twin Cities *score!*
We have been invited to a proper Halloween party, which will be awesome for Grandma considering shes never experienced a Halloween. I need to make up a costume for Lea. The crowd isnt geeky so the Moogle costume is out till next year. Im thinking of making her Gizmo.

I have decided I want a new tattoo for my birthday. I want Leas name in Hebrew with a little firefly somewhere around it, because I call her my bug. Im not sure where I want it yet but the design idea popped into my head earlier today. I just need to find a good artist in the area.

Next weekend my parents are coming up. I honestly cant wait to see how they try to talk with Maors mom.

Great Grandma

So today started the barrage of family parading through my home for the rest of the month.

My Gramzy and Aunt Madonna came up over today. They live in Massachusetts so they dont get to see Lea often. Gramzy is 83 and its very hard for me to think of not having her in my life so every moment she gets to spend with Lea is gold to me. I wish Lea could grow up with Gramzy in her life because Gramzy such a fantastic strong woman.

This is by far my favorite picture of the day:

Tomorrow my mother in law will be here. Shes going to meet her Grand daughter for the first time. Its going to be a very exciting an exhausting day for everyone.

Luckily because my job is AWESOME Im taking a half day off to pick up Lea and take her to the airport with Maor so my mother in law can see her little grand daughter. I didnt need to take the day but you dont let your mother in law fly all the way from Israel to come off the plane without a huge fanfaire.

Sadly though, this also means my time on the internet is going to be limited for the rest of the month. So if I dont post, Im not dead... I just have my hands full.

Six months

To think...just six months ago I pooped in front of my husband...
then pushed out a kid...
and we still have sex.

Shes growing up so fast

Making dough

Yesterday we got some good news. Maor will be losing his licence for 30 days but hes been issued a permit to drive 6 out of 7 days of the week. I can understand that maybe the state just wants to put its foot down on people driving without insurance but honestly, when they give out permits that allow you to drive on every day but Sunday when your licence is revoke, what is the point? He did everything he had to do and paid his fines so just let him drive.

So we wont need to worry about going broke during the month of October....unless business really dies with the cold weather...but thats a whole other uncontrollable issue.

During our week long panic wondering how we were going to make enough to keep a roof over our heads Maor and I started looking over everything we do and thinking of ways to stop every dollar that goes out the door.
One idea was to start making more food from scratch.
There is a slight problem with this. We kinda suck at cooking. We both have 1 individual dishes that we rock at and everything else is hit or miss. Im awesome at making chili from scratch and Maor makes an awesome BBQ chicken.

So our first order of business was to see if making something simple, like a loaf of bread, was even doable with our schedules and complete lack of baking skills. It took and internet recipe and both of us trying to decipher baking terms but we did make a pretty tasty loaf of bread in about 2 hours.  We figured out after putting it in the oven that we fucked up some of the instructions but it still turned out.

I think I'll be adding bread making to our list of weekend chores.

Where did I go

Yes, I am stupidly skinny and have been stupidly skinny my whole life.
I have been made fun of my whole life because of how skinny I am. I have been both proud and ashamed of my build all my life because I can eat whatever the hell I want and people hate me for it and judge me purely based on my weight.

When I got pregnant and gained weight people complimented me on how good I looked and I didnt see it. I hated the way my body changed. It wasnt the same figure I looked at for years. I didnt know myself anymore.

When I gave birth and didnt immediately fit into my cloths again I was devastated. Again, people constantly complimented me on my figure but even though I smiled and said "oh thank you" I wanted to smack them. When people said I finally had a figure I wanted to cry. I may not have had an ass but damn it, I LIKED my lack of ass. I thought I had a sexy non existent ass! This new thing clinging to me was like jello on a stick. I dont understand the appeal.

So I havent been paying much attention to my figure at all in the last few months. I was resigned to the idea of never being able to hide by turning sideways again.
This morning I got up and while fumbling around in the dark trying to get dressed for work I realized I was out of clean work cloths. I could have worn the same pants again but they were looking wrinkled so I opened my bottom drawer and pulled out an old pair of pants and figured I would TRY to see if they would fit over my ass again.

They do!!

I can finally put on my old pants, turn sideways and only see a small line where a body should be.

I couldnt be happier.

Really?

I would never post this on my Camwhores blog because I dont want it to seem insulting or snobbish

...but...

why the hell am I ranked so high??

Seriously, there are lots of hot naked chicks and Im number 2. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth but I really dont understand what the hell people are thinking.

Its a sad day when conversation wins out over a wet vagina.

Count down to Mother in Law

Maor finds out if he gets to keep his licence on the 10th. He has to go to court, show them he did all that was required and ask them really nicely to skip the 30 day revoke.

So I put up the chipin again... just in case we will need the extra funds.
Same deal as last time $5 donation gets a non nude picture request. $20 or more and you can request classy nudity. :)

I wasnt going to put it up until after we find out the final verdict but I just remembered my Mother in Law is coming...and staying with us...in our very tiny house...from the 15th till the 1st...not conducive to nude photo taking in a timely manner.

This is going to sound horrible but Im not too excited about Maors mom coming to the states to stay with us for 2 weeks. Shes a very very nice woman but shes very stereotypical Jewish mother....and stereotypical Israeli  Shes pushy, she will guilt you, and she will spoil her damn son and grand kid rotten. I suspect that Maor will not lift a finger while his mommy is around which is going to drive me nuts because shes a guest and I'll feel horrible if she starts cleaning my house!
In the next two weeks I need to scrub his place from top to bottom so she has no reason to lift a finger (or comment on my cleaning skills) and I need to find a better hiding place for our bedtime toys in case she tries to help out by folding and putting away our laundry.