uh-oh! check out the love horoscope for me (virgo) & john (aries) (click here for yours)...
Regardless of gender, listen up and pay special detailed attention! Yes, that’s the way a Virgo likes it, nice and precise, and very detailed. Aries is not noted for painstaking exacting precision, but Virgo surely is. Frequently Virgo will tend to repeat things to Aries in order to clarify issues. So if you are an Aries, do not just hastily utter “Yep!” or “Nope!” in an abrupt fashion. Give Virgo the specifics, please!You can count on Virgo being extremely capable of handling all the fine details on the home front. Papers, bills and receipts are all kept in exact order. Virgo’s main goal in life is to give service, for that is what they are here for. Aries are the pioneers of the Zodiac, Virgos are the workers. If you are the Aries boss, you cannot find a more ideal employee than you have found in Virgo. Remember this is a detailed oriented person in every respect.
Love life between these two signs can be another story. Virgo may become critical and a bit too finicky for an Aries. Virgo wants the mood to be just right and everything in order, even before making love. “Did you brush your teeth first? Have you showered yet?” These are some of Virgo’s thoughts, questions, and requests. If Aries doesn’t measure up, Virgo may become totally turned off. Virgo feels there is a time and a place for everything and may not display affection in public. Aries can find themselves singing the song, “No one knows what goes on behind closed doors”, as Virgo can be one of the most sensual signs in private, if the mood and setting is right.
That is to say, right in their eyes. Believe it or not, some Virgos can actually make an Aries “sick” with all that fussy nit-picking, for Aries is not at all similar and wants to hurry up and may rush into it too fast to suit Virgo.
Understand that these two signs are not the best match for they may experience frustrations with one another frequently. This combined energy spells out the words adjust and adapt. The methodical approach of Virgo goes against the natural grain of Aries enthusiastic spirit, smothering the Aries flames. The other side of the coin is that Virgo may view the Aries as far too impatient and abrupt, not capable of handling affairs as exact or precise as Virgo will.
This union differs pending relationship status. Get to know one another better before you decide to commit. This way you can avoid all the adjusting and adapting to the other’s ways before hand. Try to concentrate on finding how to better utilize other aspect factors contained within your horoscope, and work on the stronger points, not just Sun Sign character analysis.
ARIES: Independent, Impatient, Enthusiastic
VIRGO: Fussy, Critical, Exacting, Service Oriented
ROMANTIC ATTRACTION: Aries: Leo and Libra Virgo: Capricorn and Pisces
I can be a nit-picker. Maybe I should get to work on that!
7.29.2009
7.27.2009
'naners about my baby
This weekend, I made the ultimate mommy sacrifice...
and it involved the big b word. BANANA!
As most of you know, I have a dis-taste for bananas. I'm not even sure if distaste is the appropriate word; it's more like a strong loathing. I cringe when I pass them in the grocery store. I can sniff a peel out of the trash can from amazing distances. I don't like yellow cars because they remind me of bananas and I couldn't sing that stupid Gwen Stefani song "it's bananas b-a-n-a-n-a-s" without getting queasy. Ugh! I'm feeling nauseous just typing this blog.
So i've become a nut about making Sully's baby food. I like the idea of knowing that he is nourished by fresh produce, straight from the local stand to my food processor and into his growing belly. As much as I don't like them, I know that bananas are important for a little fellow, so on Saturday I headed to the store and cautiously entered "that aisle", the one i've never gone on before, and selected a nice bunch of organic bananas. It's wierd putting something into your cart that you have so adamantly detested your entire life. At any rate, there we are, me and my arch nemesis strolling the aisles of the grocery store together.
I got home with the 'nanas, popped Sully up on the counter to witness my selfless act of love, pulled them out of their plastic bag and proceeded. I started peeling the bananas and thought "this isn't too bad". I rather enjoyed the way it felt to pull the peel off, like a stress reliever. And the smell was minimal. I sliced them in pieces, tossed the rounds into the processor and thought how proud I was of myself. Food processor ready and turned on - I'M DOING IT!That wasn't nearly as bad as I anticipated. I was just before patting myself on the back (yes! I do that) when the fumes began to seep out into my nostrils. I took the lid off of the processor. Mixed between the blades was the mushiest dull yellow glob of mess - similar in appearance to something I won't mention. My stomach rolled and I threw up in my mouth a little. It took me 10 minutes to fill the freezer trays with the processed contents. Pour one - gag in the living room. Pour one - gag in the living room. You get the picture. It took an additional 20 minutes before my stomach felt right again.
Needless to say, Sully didn't eat bananas on Saturday. He got avocado and apples instead. We'll save the frozen cubes of banana for another day. Sully, if you're older and reading this, let it serve as a reminder of just how much mommy loves you because you are the ONLY person I will ever do that for. xoxo!
and it involved the big b word. BANANA!
As most of you know, I have a dis-taste for bananas. I'm not even sure if distaste is the appropriate word; it's more like a strong loathing. I cringe when I pass them in the grocery store. I can sniff a peel out of the trash can from amazing distances. I don't like yellow cars because they remind me of bananas and I couldn't sing that stupid Gwen Stefani song "it's bananas b-a-n-a-n-a-s" without getting queasy. Ugh! I'm feeling nauseous just typing this blog.
So i've become a nut about making Sully's baby food. I like the idea of knowing that he is nourished by fresh produce, straight from the local stand to my food processor and into his growing belly. As much as I don't like them, I know that bananas are important for a little fellow, so on Saturday I headed to the store and cautiously entered "that aisle", the one i've never gone on before, and selected a nice bunch of organic bananas. It's wierd putting something into your cart that you have so adamantly detested your entire life. At any rate, there we are, me and my arch nemesis strolling the aisles of the grocery store together.
I got home with the 'nanas, popped Sully up on the counter to witness my selfless act of love, pulled them out of their plastic bag and proceeded. I started peeling the bananas and thought "this isn't too bad". I rather enjoyed the way it felt to pull the peel off, like a stress reliever. And the smell was minimal. I sliced them in pieces, tossed the rounds into the processor and thought how proud I was of myself. Food processor ready and turned on - I'M DOING IT!That wasn't nearly as bad as I anticipated. I was just before patting myself on the back (yes! I do that) when the fumes began to seep out into my nostrils. I took the lid off of the processor. Mixed between the blades was the mushiest dull yellow glob of mess - similar in appearance to something I won't mention. My stomach rolled and I threw up in my mouth a little. It took me 10 minutes to fill the freezer trays with the processed contents. Pour one - gag in the living room. Pour one - gag in the living room. You get the picture. It took an additional 20 minutes before my stomach felt right again.
Needless to say, Sully didn't eat bananas on Saturday. He got avocado and apples instead. We'll save the frozen cubes of banana for another day. Sully, if you're older and reading this, let it serve as a reminder of just how much mommy loves you because you are the ONLY person I will ever do that for. xoxo!
7.23.2009
one night
1 dog walked (twice)
4 bottles washed
5 bottles made
1 bowl of baby-friendly butternut squash
1 allergen reducer filtration system assembled and tested
2 diaper changes
1 baby clean, dressed and ready for bed
1 chicken casserole in the oven
1 pot of fordhook lima beans on the stove (i'm addicted)
1 bag of trash taken out
2 piles of laundry sorted
1 load of clothes in the wash
1 load of clothes in the dryer
1 pitcher of tea made
1 story read
10 baby laughs
1 baby fed
1 baby rocked and off to bed
1 dvr'd episode of Tori & Dean (LOVE THEM!)
1 yummy-yum dinner
1 pair of jammies
1 hour of complete relaxation on the couch before mommy's bedtime
4 bottles washed
5 bottles made
1 bowl of baby-friendly butternut squash
1 allergen reducer filtration system assembled and tested
2 diaper changes
1 baby clean, dressed and ready for bed
1 chicken casserole in the oven
1 pot of fordhook lima beans on the stove (i'm addicted)
1 bag of trash taken out
2 piles of laundry sorted
1 load of clothes in the wash
1 load of clothes in the dryer
1 pitcher of tea made
1 story read
10 baby laughs
1 baby fed
1 baby rocked and off to bed
1 dvr'd episode of Tori & Dean (LOVE THEM!)
1 yummy-yum dinner
1 pair of jammies
1 hour of complete relaxation on the couch before mommy's bedtime
6.16.2009
firsts and seconds
Sully had a big weekend of firsts (and seconds)...
He has transformed himself from a completely immobile baby to a little boy who locks his legs and stands when I go to pull him into a sitting position. Power legs! You can tell that he thinks it's just the coolest thing ever - he knows he's doing something big. He started doing this last week but I just captured the first pictures this weekend.
On Sunday he rolled over for the first time, completely on his own - he did it 4 times. Sadly I don't have a picture of this moment but I took these cute ones of him (lifting his head like a big boy) with John.
Also on Sunday, he got the opportunity to eat his first food - sweet potatoes (yum!). I think he was a little confused about what to do with his tongue and whether or not he should swallow the unknown substance being shoved in his mouth, but all in all I would say those 5/6 bites went pretty well.
After the stress of learning new things, we decided it was time to take a break so we headed to the pool (Sully's 2nd time in the pool water). He enjoyed it more the second time around and didn't seem too embarassed that mommy had on the same swimsuit as a little neighbor girl, also in the pool. Looks like it's time to go shopping. He was really getting into it until a big nasty storm blew in and blew us right on home.
After all that action, what baby wouldn't be pooped?
He has transformed himself from a completely immobile baby to a little boy who locks his legs and stands when I go to pull him into a sitting position. Power legs! You can tell that he thinks it's just the coolest thing ever - he knows he's doing something big. He started doing this last week but I just captured the first pictures this weekend.
On Sunday he rolled over for the first time, completely on his own - he did it 4 times. Sadly I don't have a picture of this moment but I took these cute ones of him (lifting his head like a big boy) with John.
Also on Sunday, he got the opportunity to eat his first food - sweet potatoes (yum!). I think he was a little confused about what to do with his tongue and whether or not he should swallow the unknown substance being shoved in his mouth, but all in all I would say those 5/6 bites went pretty well.
After the stress of learning new things, we decided it was time to take a break so we headed to the pool (Sully's 2nd time in the pool water). He enjoyed it more the second time around and didn't seem too embarassed that mommy had on the same swimsuit as a little neighbor girl, also in the pool. Looks like it's time to go shopping. He was really getting into it until a big nasty storm blew in and blew us right on home.
After all that action, what baby wouldn't be pooped?
6.08.2009
Wedding Bells
John and I hit the road this weekend bound towards Greenville, SC for his little sister's wedding. We dropped Sully off with my Mom & Dad and burned rubber early Saturday afternoon arriving just in time to enjoy a few pre-wedding cocktails and get ready. The wedding was flawless and his sister could not have looked more beautiful. She is a simple lady and the wedding was a perfect reflection of that. I stored away all the wedding ideas and savvy I possibly could in one brain to use for our big day next Spring.
There's much of John's family that I had still not met which made the occassion all the better. I was almost "over the moon" when John's Granny told someone that "John hit the lottery when he met Courtney." You've got to love a sweet Granny. After the cake was cut and the bubbles were blown to the departing newlyweds we headed back to the hotel to live it up with all of the aunts, uncles, cousins, my soon-to-be mother and brother in-law, etc. etc.. It was a great time. I've been looking forward to our baby-free adventure for a month now and, sadly, it was over in (what felt like) a heartbeat. Here are some pictures...
There's much of John's family that I had still not met which made the occassion all the better. I was almost "over the moon" when John's Granny told someone that "John hit the lottery when he met Courtney." You've got to love a sweet Granny. After the cake was cut and the bubbles were blown to the departing newlyweds we headed back to the hotel to live it up with all of the aunts, uncles, cousins, my soon-to-be mother and brother in-law, etc. etc.. It was a great time. I've been looking forward to our baby-free adventure for a month now and, sadly, it was over in (what felt like) a heartbeat. Here are some pictures...
6.04.2009
time marches on
Cari D, my bff since Mrs. Cauthen's 10th grade history class, remininded me yesterday that today, June 4th, marks 10 years since we walked the stage at our high school graduation. I can hardly believe it. In the past day I have been flooded with memories of cafeteria gossip, hanging out in the parking lot before the morning bell, painting the rock, and our most important high school objective - figuring out how to make the cute boys notice us. I have to be honest Soulshine, it's made me a little nostalgic. I've also been completely wrapped up in the typical questions "where am I going" & "where have I been". I mean did I honestly believe that after 10 years I would be highly successful with tons of money in my bank account and a Lexus in the driveway? Okay, so maybe I did but unfortunately that hasn't happened yet (I don't even have a driveway to park a Lexus in). So, feeling a little inadequate, I decided to make a list of my accomplishments since that fateful day to see exactly how far i've come. Here goes (not in chronological order), I:
● became a mommy on the day that Sully was born - January 30th, 2009 (the goal I hoped to achieve above all others)
● am engaged to marry a wonderful man in the Spring of 2010 (we did things the untraditional way)
● uprooted from the home I had known my whole life and ventured to Charleston, SC, making it my new home
● graduated from Charleston Southern University with an emphasis in Communications
● took a job as the Office Manager of HMY Yacht Sales and have been successfully employed with them for 3 years now
● became an aunt
● purchased my very own car in 2007 (I marked that as "the day I became a real woman")
● have successfully trained & raised my dog, a Boxer named Tucker, going on 7 years now
● learned how to strum the guitar
● am a Notary Public
● got to talk on the radio and work in the sound booth as the Intern for 95SX (a local Top 40's radio station)
● raised over $20,000 that went towards the building fund for the College of Charleston library
● volunteered in the Children's Hospital at MUSC
● traveled to Jamaica, NYC, Mexico, Ft. Lauderdale, Miami, DC, & Chicago (I consider travels an accomplishment)
● learned that you can't take the ones you love for granted when one of my dear friends was killed in a bicycling accident
● learned how to cook like my mama - not to toot my own horn but I think i'm pretty darn good
I'm sure I could add some other accomplishments to this list if I gave enough thought, but I think this is enough to suffice for now. I guess all that's left to do is figure out my goal for the next 10 years. Hopefully this time I can make it a little more realistic - although owning a mansion on the beach is looking pretty good right about now. :)
● became a mommy on the day that Sully was born - January 30th, 2009 (the goal I hoped to achieve above all others)
● am engaged to marry a wonderful man in the Spring of 2010 (we did things the untraditional way)
● uprooted from the home I had known my whole life and ventured to Charleston, SC, making it my new home
● graduated from Charleston Southern University with an emphasis in Communications
● took a job as the Office Manager of HMY Yacht Sales and have been successfully employed with them for 3 years now
● became an aunt
● purchased my very own car in 2007 (I marked that as "the day I became a real woman")
● have successfully trained & raised my dog, a Boxer named Tucker, going on 7 years now
● learned how to strum the guitar
● am a Notary Public
● got to talk on the radio and work in the sound booth as the Intern for 95SX (a local Top 40's radio station)
● raised over $20,000 that went towards the building fund for the College of Charleston library
● volunteered in the Children's Hospital at MUSC
● traveled to Jamaica, NYC, Mexico, Ft. Lauderdale, Miami, DC, & Chicago (I consider travels an accomplishment)
● learned that you can't take the ones you love for granted when one of my dear friends was killed in a bicycling accident
● learned how to cook like my mama - not to toot my own horn but I think i'm pretty darn good
I'm sure I could add some other accomplishments to this list if I gave enough thought, but I think this is enough to suffice for now. I guess all that's left to do is figure out my goal for the next 10 years. Hopefully this time I can make it a little more realistic - although owning a mansion on the beach is looking pretty good right about now. :)
6.01.2009
sometimes you just have to laugh
I had a "moment" with John last night that I just HAVE to share.
me: the sheets in the dryer are done. will you make the bed and i'll take care of the rest?
john: sure.
me (thinking to myself): he better fold those towels (also in the dryer) without me having to ask him. wait a minute. what am i thinking? of course he won't. i just KNOW that i'm going to go in that bedroom to a pile of towels and then i'm going to be pissed.
I finished the dishes and went back into the bedroom, prepared for a catastrophy of towels. No towels. The bed was made. This was good stuff. Okay, so maybe the bed was a little sloppy but I could let that slide because the towels had been taken care of. The only question remaining was where were those gloriously folded towels? Not in their usual home!
me: babe, where did you put the towels that were in the dryer.
john: towels? you just asked me to make the bed. i was supposed to do the towels TOO?
me(thinking): oh my god. he just dug through the dryer for the sheets, obviously leaving the towels for someone else, aka. me, and half-assed the bed. grrrrrrrrr!
me: you've got to be kidding me!
john: but you didn't tell me to get the towels.
me: the sheets in the dryer are done. will you make the bed and i'll take care of the rest?
john: sure.
me (thinking to myself): he better fold those towels (also in the dryer) without me having to ask him. wait a minute. what am i thinking? of course he won't. i just KNOW that i'm going to go in that bedroom to a pile of towels and then i'm going to be pissed.
I finished the dishes and went back into the bedroom, prepared for a catastrophy of towels. No towels. The bed was made. This was good stuff. Okay, so maybe the bed was a little sloppy but I could let that slide because the towels had been taken care of. The only question remaining was where were those gloriously folded towels? Not in their usual home!
me: babe, where did you put the towels that were in the dryer.
john: towels? you just asked me to make the bed. i was supposed to do the towels TOO?
me(thinking): oh my god. he just dug through the dryer for the sheets, obviously leaving the towels for someone else, aka. me, and half-assed the bed. grrrrrrrrr!
me: you've got to be kidding me!
john: but you didn't tell me to get the towels.
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