Tuesday, April 29, 2008


I need more vacation! I need more naps! Ack! I'll return to regular blogging soon, but I'm contemplating a break since I already screwed up on blog 365. Break could last anywhere from a couple days to a few weeks, but I feel it on the horizon.

In completely unrelated news: I somehow managed to lose 10 pounds while on vacation and not watching what I ate. I ate Cheeseburgers, Fries, Quesadillas, Nachos. Queso, Guac, Enchiladas, Kings Ranch Chicken Casserole, Pasta, Meatballs, Chips, etc and I still lost weight. I'm shocked and slightly giddy because I had been dreading stepping foot on the scale after the gluttony that was Texas. I think the weight loss can only be attributed to the walking and the extreme humidity. Chances are, I sweated away those pounds. Regardless, I'm owning that little victory and taking this new way of living seriously. First thing this morning I jumped on the exercise bike and did five miles in 15 minutes. I ate well and healthy today and drank tons of water. Tomorrow I'll do it all over again.

Hmmm. Maybe not so lazy after all.

Monday, April 28, 2008

Excuses, Excuses

So I missed blogging yesterday. It's the first day I've missed since when? November or something? Blog 365 allows for me to post date and still technically be a Blog 365-er, but I'm just not going to do it. Oh, I'll keep posting every day - but there are times where blogging just is not congruent with every single day. Leaving for the airport at 6am (Texas time) and flying all morning with a tired, cranky (but totally well behaved) 11 month old dis not make me want to write, it made me want to collapse. And then we got to San Diego and it was awfully hot and uncomfortable, but we were starving so we sat at a restaurant near the harbor waiting a freaking long time for our meal. And then we drove to my parents house (40 minutes from airport) to their home without central air which was quite the adjustment considering the house in San Antonio was so cool I slept in long sleeve pajamas and two blankets. And then Daniel and I decided we needed to go escape into a cool movie theater and immerse ourselves in a different world (Forbidden Kingdom - cheesy, but enjoyable especially when with someone who is so appreciative of movies like it.) And then we got back to my parents house and wrangled a tired, hungry baby until we got her to go to bed.

I looked at Daniel at about 10pm (which is midnight Texas time!) and said, "I'm done. I'm just not going to blog today and I don't care."

It was that kind of day. Not bad, just exhausting. Any words I might have typed probably would not have made sense. Come to think of it, I'm not entirely sure these words make sense!

Saturday, April 26, 2008


Our little family will be saying our "see you laters" to Texas, family, and friends in just under twelve hours. I wish we could bundle up our loved ones and bring them back with us. Heck, I wouldn't turn down the chance to take a longer vacation! But things in California are calling to us: schedules, work, dog children, and friends - especially the two who are in a hospital as I type this waiting for their baby boy to be born. When we planned this trip four months ago I was sure it wouldn't coincide with "Tank's" arrival since he wasn't due til May 27, but our boy had other plans for his parents and his adoring fans. Tank, I can't wait to meet you!

Friday, April 25, 2008

Reason #46* Texas is so great:

From an actual conversation this evening while Daniel was eating venison sausage:

Daniel - "You can't get sausage like this in California."
His Dad - "Really."
Daniel - "They really just have Italian sausage."
His Dad - "Huh."
Daniel - "And here you can get it anywhere. Gas stations even carry it."
Me - "Grreaat."
Daniel - "Its true. You can get it anywhere here.
Me - "Dentist offices even. Dr. Ross (a close family friend of Daniel's family who I've only seen a handful of times) sells it in his waiting room."
Daniel - "Really?"
Me - "No! How would I, why would I even know that if that were true?!"

I can be so sarcastic. He can be so gullible. We're perfect for each other.

In other Texas news:
I just don't see what the big deal is about Blue Bell ice cream. Tastes just like every other ice cream to me! Also, if its so darn great, why can't it be purchased elsewhere? Seems like an exaggeration to me. Discuss.

* I haven't actually come up with reasons 1-45, but I do sort of love Texas (at least, San Antonio and Austin).

Thursday, April 24, 2008


Originally uploaded by KeelyE
Couldn't resist posting this. One of Zoe's new favorite things to do is waving at her fans.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Remember the Alamo

We're back in San Antonio just a few blocks from the Alamo (Daniel's parents live downtown just a few minutes from the historic site, the Alamo Dome and Hemisfair Park). It's been an eventful couple days, but I'm going to save the recap for when I can blog from my laptop versus my iPhone. So far I have tons of photos waiting to be uploaded to flickr, but I need to wait until we get home for access and I need to renew my now expired Pro account.*

I'm also going to wait until we get home to write my letter to Zoe. Its hard to believe today is her 11 month birthday. Just one more month and she's a year old! If you could see her you'd be amazed at how much she's grown. She's been quite the social butterfly while on vacation. She truly fits in with the Texans here and she's charming everyone with her generous smiles and laughter.

* Friends and Family (my Mom & Dad especially) don't be alarmed at the sudden drop of monkey pics in my photos. They're hidden until I pay the dues, but we will return to your baby sightings soon.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Happy Vacationing Duo

Happy Vacationing Duo
Originally uploaded by KeelyE
Well, we're a trio now actually. Its hard to believe that five years ago Daniel brought me to San Antonio to meet his parents and his friends. It was my first time in this beautiful city, but I fell in love with it almost as quickly as I did with Daniel.

The photo is of us goofing off in the bathroom (we didn't want to wake the baby who we're sharing a room with). We giggled and laughed and practically fell over each other while I tried to snap a pic with the iPhone. I liked that it captures us being comfortable and happy.

We're in W. Houston. tonight with family. Tomorrow we'll be in McDade.

Monday, April 21, 2008

We took like, 30 self portraits

We took like, 30 self portraits
Originally uploaded by KeelyE
and this was the best of them.

Today was filled with nap taking, good and healthy food, and leisurely strolls through the King Williams District and along the Riverwalk.

We're having a great time.

Zoe literally fell asleep with a smile on her face and then giggled in the first few minutes of slumber. She's sort of being showered with attention, as you can imagine.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

The Quarry

The Quarry
Originally uploaded by KeelyE
Slept in.
- Walked thru Hemisfair Park with Zoe, Daniel & his parents.
- Took lots of pics (that I can't upload without Internet.
- Went to Craft Fair with Daniel while his parents watched baby.
- Had lunch with Daniel at the Quarry, then browsed the stores (while his parents watched the baby).
- Ate a delicious meal that his parents made.
- Exhausted.

- Generally feeling like I had no responsibility today which is kind of awkward since I'm usually so absorbed with my daughter.

- Feeling especially blessed that we get to have and enjoy a vacation with Zoe. San Antonio is even more lovely when I get to revisit it with her.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Gone To Texas

First Airplane Trip
Originally uploaded by KeelyE
Well, we're here! I'm happy to report there was no stress to speak of! We're all excited to be in Texas. I've missed this place and look forward to showing Zoe off (and around).

Friday, April 18, 2008


As Daniel, Zoe and I were walking thru the children's section at Borders (browsing for last minute items to occupy the kiddo on the airplane tomorrow) we overheard this exchange between a lady and a sales person:

"Do you have blah blah(I didn't actually hear what she wanted)?"
"No, sorry. We can order it for you."
"Well her birthday is today, I need it now!"

And the lady rushed off in a huff no doubt feeling put out and bothered by the whole situation.

The sales person mumbled just before we walked by her: "Well maybe you should have not waited until their birthday to buy the gift."

As I was walking away I heard another sales person say, "Maybe she should try shopping on any of the other 364 days for her child's birthday present. It's not like the day is a surprise."

I couldn't help myself from smirking and giving them the thumbs up. Customers can be so righteous even when they're at fault. I can't begin to tell you how many husbands came looking for the jewelry wardrobe on Christmas Eve and then acted like I was a moron for not having it on one of the busiest shopping days of the year. Yeah. Maybe they should have not shopped last minute. Meh.

It would be like me complaining that our airline tomorrow doesn't have baby food for MY kid if I didn't pack some for in flight. Come on! I wish people would step up and take responsibility for their mistakes instead of trying to place blame elsewhere just to make themselves feel better.

And on that note, I need a vacation! We leave my parents house tomorrow for San Antonio. I'm thrilled. I may or may not keep up with this whole blogging every single day. We'll see. Maybe I'll post a iPhone pic every day of the trip with no explanation at all. Hmmm. That could be easy enough.

Thursday, April 17, 2008


Well, we're in San Diego! We had a good drive with Zoe and the dog kids. I've packed and repacked our bags for San Antonio. I've narrowed down Zoe's and my vacation wardrobe. We're ready.

But I still might try consolidating the two bags into one. Tomorrow. Now I sleep. But on the couch because my back can't handle the guest room bed. I hate not sharing a bed with Daniel but it's important I'm able to walk upright without assistance. I'm not even kidding.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Busy Bee

Tomorrow is the first day of our first vacation as a family. Yay! There is SO much to do before we leave for San Diego tomorrow morning, so I'm going to keep this super short. I'm stressing. And let's face it, I wouldn't be me if I wasn't stressing out just a tad. But I'm really stressing. Well, not that bad - but I've been running around all day trying to entertain the monkey, straighten up around the house, do laundry, pull weeds in the front yard, etc. And to make things even better, I have a huge migraine. Hell.*

The good thing is we'll get to rest for a day in San Diego with my parents before my dad takes us to the airport Saturday morning. Daniel and I have no idea really what to expect from Zoe's first trip on a plane. We know there will undoubtedly be some stress involved and that she's going to be a handful and not that thrilled with being confined to her car seat on the plane, but we also know that getting to be back in Texas with her grandparents, aunts, uncles and great grandmothers will be well worth all the planning.

Personally, I'm excited to be back in San Antonio for Fiesta and in a new environment. I'll be taking a ton of pictures.

* The good news is I'm adjusting to my hair. While I feel slightly disappointed that it wasn't the drastic change I'd wanted, I understand why. My lady called me last night and apologized for not telling me in advance that she charges $60 and hour for color removal (she gave me a $20 discount). She also said that after years (five) of us putting almost black on my hair, it didn't surprise her that we didn't get the look I had wanted. She says it may take a couple more tries before that happens because she wants to keep my hair in the good condition that it is. I respect that. And truthfully, before she started yesterday she said she's try to get it as close to what I wanted as she could but that it would be a process not an immediate thing. I chose to hear 'We're going to get you the exact color you want." Silly me. At this point, I'm not going to start looking for a new person to do my hair. She is good at what she does and after nearly six years of going to her, I trust her. Sometimes I get annoyed that she doesn't want to dye my hair the jet black I ask for, but I also know that she's looking to make me look the best I can and I think she's done a pretty good job over the years. So, drama over. I'm content - for now.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Hey, Red! No, Not you!

This is what told my lady I wanted:

Choices 3

I said I wanted my hair grow to the cut and that I wanted a cross between that red and this one.

This is what she gave me:

Do I look happy?

Oh, wait? Does that not look any different to you? Me either!


When I stand out in the sun you can definitely see something, but not enough.

New hair

I think the thing that gets me the most is that I was at the salon for almost five hours. I didn't eat all fricken day. And, oh, my favorite part: I paid more than twice the amount I normally do and that was enough as it is. We actually almost put me getting my hair done off because we're a little low on funds going into our trip to Texas, but I couldn't stand the idea of not doing something with myself. I hadn't had my hair colored since early February and the roots and gray hair were just too much for me to handle. Truth is, I feel my confidence falling when I don't feel like I look good.

New hair

So, my lady stripped the old color and then she stripped it again. My hair had a light brown caramel look to it and it looked sort of good. Then she added some red and I swear it was like she was putting dark brown on it again. So that's when I showed her a picture of The Fuzzball again. "This is the color I'm really looking for." She added A LOT of red and this is what we got:

New hair

It's not that the color isn't pretty, it's that I was looking for a obvious, striking change. I was looking for a new look. I wanted my hair lighter and red, instead of this burgundy look I'm sporting now. I built today up and was so excited and now, meh. It doesn't help that the bill was $185 before tip (the one I was too in shock to give).

Monday, April 14, 2008

Help a Girl Out


Another Reason To Add To The List

Sometimes I get in a funk. When I get in those funks, I need to talk about it with Daniel even if it's just saying those words out loud:

I'm in a funk.
I feel like I'm a boring person.
I'm not everything I want to be.
I'm so happy being your wife, Zoe's mom, but sometimes I feel like that's all I am and I want to be more.
Sometimes I feel like I'm wasting peoples time with my blog because there is nothing terribly exciting or insightful about it.

I said at least half of these things to Daniel the other day and do you know what he did? He listened. He told me that I'm not a boring person and that I can be anything I want. He told me that I'm a wonderful mother. He told me it was OK to feel this way. And then he got a piece of paper and a pen and he wrote down a checklist of things we need to do to... well, to light a fire under my ass. He asked me what I want, what my interests were. We talked about how I can obtain those goals and what he could do to help me.

And the whole time I had this feeling that I could do anything that he wrote down on that paper. I also felt this overwhelming pride and love for this man sitting across from me being the best partner I could have ever imagined having. People like Daniel are not common in this world - they should be, but they’re just not. I count myself lucky that I have him to pull me out of my funk and you can bet I’ll be there for him when he slides into his funks. It’s what we do for each other – we listen and encourage and believe in each other’s dreams.

So, another reason to add to the list of reasons why I love my husband: He not only talks (really talks to me) to me, but he listens and encourages. He reminds me of who I am and what I am capable of when I forget. He sees in me what I am sometimes too blind or down on myself to see. I am so grateful.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

No Autographs, Please

No autographs, please.

Zoe is now wearing big girl pajamas. Next thing I know she'll be going away for slumber parties. AACK!


I hope you're having as nice a Sunday as we are.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

I Might Be Old Now

So Daniel and I loaded up the baby and went to the "Marketplace" to go grocery shopping this afternoon. The "Marketplace" is actually just your run of the mill strip mall with a few restaurants, a Rite Aid, some small stores, a movie theater and a Vons, but it also happens to be swarming with kids of the teen aged variety every single weekend. Well, who am I kidding? It's pretty much swarming with people every day after five. So anyway, as we're coming up to the center I ask Daniel to take a specific turn so we can do a drive by of the center to check out the soon to be open Williams Sonoma.

And that folks is the first sign that I'm either getting old or really, really boring. OY.

Second - I stared in awe at a kid Daniel pointed out with a huge Mohawk. Daniel says, "He should be proud of that!" Inside I agree, but can't help but wonder what his mother thinks of his hair choice. OLD.

Third - We're walking around Vons and a group of thugs teenage boys just cuts in front of our cart without saying "excuse us” or even acknowledging our presence. I might have muttered, "Kids these days." but I'm not admitting anything. OLDER.

Fourth - We walk by some girls with their hair cut sort of like a mullet. I think "Wow! I never thought that would be back in style." OLDER STILL.

Fifth - As we're leaving the center (listening to a very interesting story on NPR) we observe teenagers congregating (yeah, congregating!) in the middle of the street. We watch a girl awkwardly hug some boys in greeting. I can't help but remember that nervousness; that discomfort in my own skin and feel like that was ages ago. It sort of was. OLDER.

Sixth - Driving home, listening to Zoe squeal and sing-talk to herself I might have hoped she's a better teenager than I was. OLDEST.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Daydream Believer

I am truly, madly, deeply in love with my husband and my baby (and my dog children) but sometimes I daydream about taking a vacation with myself.

I dream about jumping on a plane and going to Europe and then taking the trains everywhere. I imagine what it would be like to wander the streets, the countryside, and the museums with my camera and having my own little adventure. I dream about sitting in a cafe or in a garden with a journal; writing about the sights and how it feels to be on my own, nourishing my mind and soul. I would take in concerts, go to plays, maybe take a cooking class, and see an opera.

Sometimes I dream about going somewhere more "local" and having an adventure: New York, Boston, Washington D.C., Portland, Seattle, etc. I daydream about getting to explore in a new environment. I want to try new restaurants, have new experiences, walk, visit antique stores and museums, see concerts, etc.

I think I would have an envelope for each city I went to and inside it I would include things to help me remember my trip - flowers, wine bottle corks, postcards, tickets, menus, etc and then I would make a shadow box display for each city I visited and hang them in my house so I could share my experiences and feel that sense of adventure just by looking at them.

In my 31 years (almost 32) I've only taken one trip on my own: to Chicago, shortly after I'd left Assface. When that trip was planned it was supposed to be me spending time with my long distance boyfriend at the time, but ended up being the end of that relationship and a strong taste of what it really meant to be on my own. I navigated the "L" and the roads on my own. I spent entire days in the museums and wandering Michigan Ave. I wrote my feelings and observations on stray napkins and shoved them in my pockets. I explored. I spent quality time with myself asking questions and facing truths I hadn't intended to face. I came home exhausted, but refreshed. Sometimes I think I need that again.

And then I can't imagine being away from my little family.

How about you? What do you daydream about?

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Sick, but Cute

Zoe now...

... rolls her hands when we say "Roll 'em and roll 'em!'
... pats her hands on her lap, legs and every other flat surface when we say "Pat, pat, pat."
... furniture walks.
... crawls.
... throws her hands in the air when we say "Wooooo!"****
... laughs hysterical belly laughs when we say "VIGGO!" in a funny voice.

The 105 fever she's had for most of today has finally broke to 100 (still a fever, but so much better). Her parents are exhausted from this. I had thought that maybe her getting sick would be easier to deal with the older she gets, but I was wrong. Seeing your child feel bad is one of the hardest things you will ever have to go through. Lucky for us she's on the mend and still has the sweetest disposition ever.


Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Wordless Wednesday

Happy Baby

Click image to view larger and see those teeth even better.

See more Wordless Wednesday's HERE.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008


Zoe is teething right now. Like, really teething. For a little while she's been sporting the beginnings of her left and right incisors and her bottom two middle teeth, but now the top two middle teeth are coming in. She wants to gnaw on anything she can: toys, her fingers, teething rings, my hands, our ottoman, our couch (no joke), anything to relieve the pain. Even with all this teething, she's been a sport with only intermittent spurts of crankiness amongst full hearted belly laughs, silly grins and giggles. She's the dream baby. Well, she's the baby I always dreamed of having.

Today was a little bit tougher for her. The teething has increased her drool factor again and she has a tiny fever blister in the corner of her mouth. For most of today she's had a fever and wanted to just be in my arms, cuddling and being comforted. Looking at her on one of her "off days" I couldn't help but think how much I adore her and wish I could make things like this easier for her.

Being a parent is not easy. It's hard, it is. But I look at Zoe who relies on us to know when she needs a diaper change, food, sleep. And then there's the teething. The struggling with wanting to crawl, walk, speak - but not quite getting them down as well as you'd like. The falling down all the time would drive me nuts! Sometimes I think being a baby is harder than being a parent. And then I think, just wait until she's officially a toddler... and (Ack!) a teenager.

Either way, it's all worth it.

Monday, April 07, 2008

The shower was a success

Baby Shower was a Success

Click the link below to see larger: 1. Onesie Design Center, 2. draanks, 3. Onesies, 4. This is some more food and flora, 5. Food, 6. Flowers from the garden, 7. Sepia Roses, 8. Baby Photos of the Mom & Dad, 9. Color Coordinated Baby

Created with fd's Flickr Toys.

Parking for this shindig was a non issue (Whew!) because it turned out to be a small, intimate get together with close friends instead of the large party I originally expected. But I feel good about how the house looked and I think we made it special for the parents. One of my favorite things about the day was getting to see them look at each others baby photos that I asked each of their mothers to send to me. I purchased some cute, baby themed clip frames and had them on display right at our front door. I also asked their moms to write a few words to their kids since they both live out of state and couldn't be at the shower - I imagine both letters will go in the baby's book. As far as music goes, our friends are big theatre people, so we played some soundtracks: Chicago (where the dad is from) and Sunday in the Park With George ( a show that means a lot to the couple). Daniel chose the tunes while I was busy slicing cheese and I think his choices were perfect - they went with invitations that were printed to look like they were theatre or concert tickets. Since neither they or we are particularly fond of "shower games" I took Jenn's idea and bought some onesies to be decorated by the guests without any pressure. It would have been really awesome if I'd taken pictures of them, but I didn't. That's OK, what I really want is pictures of Tank (his nickname) in those onesies.

All in all, I've decided I'm not so bad at throwing a party. In fact, I'm sort of proud. And tired.

Of course, I don't have that much time to rest. We head to Texas in two weeks and there's a certain monkey turning one in May.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Party Animal:

Party Animal

A good time was had by all at the shower today. Zoe was quite entertaining and I'm damn proud of how the house looked and the food spread. More details and pictures tomorrow, but you should know - the kid.... she was dressed to coordinate with the decor. Oh, yes she was.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

Dog Parenting

When we started telling people we were pregnant with Zoe, most people commented on how Bailey and Max wouldn't be our kids anymore. There were misunderstandings about gentleness, licking, boundaries, etc. Daniel and I watched Bailey and Max constantly and we were eager to have Zoe love them as much as we do. We may freak out if they bark too loud while she's sleeping, and we may not play fetch quite as often as Bailey would like... But they're still my kids. We refer to them as Zoe's sister and brother even if there was that short time that everyone had to learn to coexist peacefully, we've all adapted.

We just dropped my dog children off at their "Dog Hotel" so that they won't jump all over our guests and stress themselves out over all the activity in the house. I know that they will be fine, especially since they'll be sharing a run with each other and we'll be picking them up first thing Monday morning, but I miss them already. And like the first time I took Zoe to spend the day with her Cheryl, I cried just a little bit. I know, I know - I'm a wimp.

Life is better because we get to spend it as one big happy family. The house just doesn't feel the same when all my kids aren't here with us.

Friday, April 04, 2008

Mama's Little Helper

Mama's Little Helper
Originally uploaded by KeelyE
Zoe, AKA "Grabbie McGrabbersons" is very helpful with the shopping and the party planning.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

To Do:

Make list for what needs to be cleaned.


Make list for what needs to be purchased.


Put plethora of baby paraphernalia away so that new baby paraphernalia can be unwrapped by guests of honor.

Decide where the food table is going to be. Or should I put it on the counter?
Oh, hell.

Remember: Party + Pregnant woman = Strong need for air conditioning and fans.

Figure out how to stop all of our neighbors on the block from parking in front of our house so that our guests have a place to park.

Choose music. What music should I play for a baby shower? This is going to bug me.

Check animals into dog hotel because they will wreak havoc otherwise.

Make sure camera battery is charged.

Try not to freak out.

Try not to drive husband crazy with my manic 'must make everything perfect' mode.


Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Party Plannin'

Please excuse the lack of wordy blogging. Daniel and I are in the process of getting ready for a baby shower honoring some very special friends of ours. In true Keely fashion, I am over stressing and perhaps even over planning this shindig because I want it to be a fun experience for them - they deserve it more than I can say. Each of them has been so supportive and loving towards us and our little girl, and we want to be able to do the same for them and their little boy on the way. To say I am excited about this Sunday and "Tank's" arrival (due May 29th) would be an understatement of great proportions.

In other news: Hair appointment is April 15th. We will be going red. Watch out: I plan on freaking out at least 3 times before then and waffling at least as many times, thankyouverymuch.