Hiro.....I miss you....

Has it really been that long?

Wow. Has it really been that long since I've updated my blog? Can you tell that I've been lured to the darkside, aka Facebook? I'm now a facebook junkie and I'm not too sure how many people actually read this blog anymore! Not much has happened, really. I'm just getting ready for my new iPad and getting all geeked out by my hubby. He's teaching me all the computer geek stuff that I need to know. I'm slowly beginning to notice a change. I seemed to have grown a permanent pen protector on my shirt!

A Strike Out and a Grand Slam!

This past weekend was my off weekend, which means I have to work another three weekends before I get my next weekend off (which is Halloween weekend, huzzah!), and I wanted to do family things since it'll be a while before we can do stuff together on the weekend again.  On Saturday, our favorite local produce market decided to have a fall festival.  It sounded fun, hay rides, band, BBQ, fire truck, hay maze, etc, just fun stuff for Ri to do and for Caoimhe to gawk at.  Unfortuately, it was geared for kids just a couple of years younger than Ri and he quickly got bored and in trouble.  I really can't blame him, it's a great produce market (did I mention it was our favorite?) but the fall festival was far from festive.  The hay ride was so boring and lasted forever that within five minutes of being on it, I was ready to jump off of it and walk my big ass back.  It was disappointing and I felt like it was a waste of a half of my weekend off.  To top it off, DH and I got into a wonderful fight, his fault, of course, but he was so drunk from watching to Notre Dame game with my neighbor that the next day, he only remembered that we were yelling at each other, but what it was about.  Trust me, his fault.  So needless to say, I did not have high hopes for Sunday because I was still upset from Saturday night and it actually took me forever to get to sleep that night because I was so pissed off.  I still did not like him on Sunday morning and even let him know about it, but I felt like the kids shouldn't be punished because their dad was an asshole to mom and now there will be no fun-age.  So I remembered that one of the (few) perks of living here in DE is that there's a Maryland Renaissance Faire AND a Pennsylvannia Renaissance Faire both within less than a two hour drive from our house.  MD's Faire was a little closer, but that was the last one we had gone to, albeit was probably five years or more ago, so we decided to go to the Faire in PA since that was the first one we had ever gone to and we hadn't been there since we moved here in 2003.  It didn't hurt that the Faire is on the grounds of a working winery and I've just becoming more enamored with wine.  Well, I cannot tell you enough good things about the PA Renaissance Faire!  If you're in the area, or even if you're not, go and check it out!  It always starts in September and ends usually the next to last weekend in October, but this year they've extended it to the last weekend in October.  My mom is thinking of coming up to visit us the last week of October into the first week of November and we're planning on taking her to the Faire on Sunday November 1st because I know she loves this kind of thing and I'm sure she'll have a blast!  Riley had the fun he was looking for so the sad Saturday he had disappeared in his mind.  As an added bonus, my princess officially became a princess!  Check out Princess Caoimhe and go to the PA Renaissance Faire!

Gator football and bacon...who could ask for anything more?

My daughter is definately a daddy's girl.  Decked out in Gator gear AND bacon in hand...I think he's officially proud of his daughter.

Sorry, mom

When my mom was here helping me take care of little Caoimhe, I had taken a ribbon that was tied around one of her baby gifts and just kind of laid it on her head and took a picture because I thought it was really cute.  My mom, on the other hand, said that she had no idea why white people had this thing about putting headbands on little babies.  Well, first off, I'm not white, so that was really, really confusing, and second, it IS cute, white or non-white I think Caoimhe looks adorable with a girlie little headband.  I finally asked my mom why she hated headbands so much considering that many powerful women seem to like them.  Like, hello!!  Secretary of State Hilary Clinton (just don't ask for her husband's opinion on headbands) made them all fashionable for us old people again!  Apparently, when my mom worked as a live-out nanny for this family, the mom insisted on putting on a headband for her little girl and the baby did not like it so the baby was constantly taking it off and my mom would pretty much spend all day putting that headband back on every time the baby took it off.  Now I understand why she hates them so much, because if I had to do that, after about ten minutes there would be a bonfire of cute girlie headbands in the backyard and me dancing nekkid in a circle around it screaming victory cries.  Fortunately for me, Caoimhe has always loved having something on her head, unlike her big brother who would do the 100 yard hat toss.  I made sure that the whole time I was in the hospital she was wearing that stocking cap, no matter how ugly I thought it was.  Because of that, I am now reaping the rewards!  After a weekend shopping trip to Target, I have a supply of lacy, girlie headbands that I have ceremoniously placed on Caoimhe's head each day.  I think it ups her cuteness and she seems to enjoy it, too!  Here's a picture for your viewing pleasure!

Roll over!

I know my daughter is growing up, but I feel like she's doing it too fast! She just learned how to roll over both from her back to her front and from her front to her back just two and a half weeks ago and now she won't stop rolling! She's like a little bowling ball, rolling over and over and over! I put her on her back and within two seconds, she flips over. I don't know if she wants to or if it's now some kind of habit! Here's a cute little video of her rolling over. I didn't catch the whole thing because whenever I tried to catch it on video, she would refuse to roll over so I had to do it on the sly. Happy viewing!

Upside-down daisies and Cinnamon buns (did someone say buns?)

Last time I checked, I'm a girl. Because I'm a girl, I was born with what most men would define as a defective gene that makes me love anything cute. Unfortunately, my gene is either very defective or mutated because I don't just love anything cute, I love ALL things cute. I don't even have a limit to what cuteness I can handle. See, for most people there's usually a point where something is so incredibly cute that it makes them gag. For some reason, I lack that gag reflex and I really can't recall anything that I've gagged at because of it's cuteness. Now that I have a baby daughter, I'm constantly on the quest for anything cute I can knit her, preferably hats or booties because not only do I have a defective gene for cuteness, I have ADHD on top of that and even baby sweaters take too long to spin and knit and I'll lose interest and then it goes into my ever-growing pile of unfinished knitting which does not need to get any larger. Well, on my quest for cuteness, I came across the cutest hat for Caoimhe. I knitted it in two days flat and I tell you not even the ugliest baby can take away it's cuteness! I had so much fun that I'm now knitting one in another color for my best friend who's expecting in September!

Here's the hat in progress:

Here's the completed hat:And for those of you who have that cute-gag reflex, here's a pic of some fresh homemade cinnamon buns!