

WAIT WHAT???? I want to go to Disneyland with the Williams family!!!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
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Friday, January 28, 2011
Williams - Goin' to Disneyland
We are going to Disneyland. Sage is so excited. She has been saving her money for over a year so that she could go to Disneyland. Her dream is coming true and she tells me that she is going to pay for her and Herbie. She has over a hundred dollars. My plan is to let her use all of it for souvenirs of her choice.
We will be driving down to California in July. Herb's best friend is getting married in LA so we decided to kill two birds with one stone. Can't wait to see the excitement and joy permeating from our children's faces when they set foot inside the park.
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Thursday, January 27, 2011
Zulily
So about zulily-
If you buy something and tell them I refered you- I get $15 so...
http://www.zulily.com/invite/nhadley741
(that's the link)
Anyway- you don't have to...
But they have this nursing bra on sale today:
...and THIS which I want SO bad because the swing I bought SUCKS

And I may have bought these there today:
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Alana-
Alana-
I am laughing so loud it hurts!!!!! Seriously though- I hate going into that store. It's like you are the prey and they are hungry heinas in training or something. You can't even get a toe (or belly in) without them sizing you up, literally- and NO I do NOT feel comfortable showing you my bra closure in front a former student and his pregnant teen girlfriend. I don't even feel comfortable being in the store without them there. GET ME OUTA HERE! I don't know why but when I was pregnant I was so embarrassed to go out in public... so I didn't. I did all my shopping online. Don't know why I was embarrasse- like there's shame in being with child at age 30...
Anyway, about the bra- They always have wicked sexy nursing bras on zulily.com
I haven't bought one yet because I REFUSE to acknowledge my size triple J- like somehow if I don't buy a bra big enough they will magically not be that big anymore.
Hate it.
Worst part of it all.
They are hot, huge, and make me look WAY fatter than I am.
Maybe this is God's way of preparing me to accept future prunes.
If only. I'd kill for anything resembling a prune right now. 6 months of watermelons will do that to a girl.
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Williams - Pics from Summer
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Belly Laugh
I only have three weeks until this baby boy is due so I've been busy tying up all the loose ends. You know... purchasing nursing pads, diapers, panties the size of bed sheets, and pads so indeed "Jumbo", Sea World stocks the identical ones for the afterbirths of their aquatic mammals. The many joys postpartum.I had to order a bra from Motherhood online because they were out of the one I wanted at the mall. (The Hall) I dread going inside that Motherhood store in the mall. The 'service' is oversolicitous, to say the least. They want your phone number, due date, etc., stopping just shy of a cervical exam. Everything fitting okay in there? Would you like me to strip your membranes?
They watch until you get as far as Pretzel Time and then sell your data to every advertiser in the country. Then come the never-ending samples in the mail. Slews of them.
My bras arrived today. They didn't miss the chance to throw in samples with my online order, either. I started opening them up... coupons, granola bar... and... aaaaand....wait for it.... wait for it...... Two individually wrapped Sunsweet prunes. Shipped with my bras. As if I'm not already hyper aware of the final destination of my suckled breasts.
Mama had herself a good, long, much-needed belly laugh.(When is someone going to make a pretty nursing bra instead of these hideous things? Pretty, pink, dainty lace could go a long way. I want to feel like a mother, not a great-grandmother.)
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Williams - My Unique Little Herbie
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Don't people realize you can't do this? He wanted to get shot is all I can figure because in this day and age, people expect a slaughter if someone is walking around a mall parking lot with an assault rifle. Sad, but true.
That news story reminded me of a funny story about my Mom:
She went on a trip to visit Andrea at Rick's college in Idaho. She was traveling alone so she did what she always would do... lay her big shotgun (out of it's case) across the back seat of her Subaru where everyone could see it. Well, when she got back from Idaho, she had to go straight to the Subaru dealership in downtown San Bernardino and leave the car to be serviced. The rental car guy was to pick her up. Of course, she couldn't leave her dead Father's antique gun in the car so... she took it with her... out of its case... and strolled with the huge thing in her arms right through the service department and up to the desk. Obviously, people were frightened and started slowly backing up against the walls to let her through. She said all she could do was just keep acting like everything was normal, as if she were carrying her handbag or something.
My Mom makes me laugh.
Mass killings do not.
That Arizona incident was highly disturbing. It seems like this kind of thing happens all the time now. Very, very disturbing. If she did now what she did then, she surely would have been (at the very least) tackled to the floor.
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Monday, January 17, 2011
Williams - Nora's 1st Birthday
I can't believe that Nora is already one years old. I don't even know where the year went. Sometimes I feel like I had an out of body experience the entire year because life was so crazy, I was tired, and was in survival mode. Nora has brightend our life and brought smiles to our faces. She is stubborn, strong willed, and so far our most difficult baby. She is very serious and somber most of the time but Herbie and Sage have a way of making her crack and she will smile for them just about any time. Love that girl. Happy Birthday Nora. Nora's birthday is on January 13th but we celebrated with the family yesterday. She loved the frosting, typical kid. She is clapping while we are singing Happy Birthday to her. She gets so excited and claps when we sing or dance or something. I made cupcakes and then I made flags with pictures of Nora on them. On one side was her birth photo and then a one year later photo. Sorry photography friends and family, the photo presentation just doesn't do the cupcakes justice.
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Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Williams - Christmas 2010
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Monday, December 27, 2010
Dearest Jenny-
Are you in Thailand? Q said maybe you were in Thailand for Christmas. Anyhow- I have a lovely card- actually 2 for you. Can you email your address? (nhadley@scmiddle.org) Alana and Ci- do you know it?
So I tried to get to your house with a plate of Christmas baked goods. Some scrumptious frosted sugar cookies and pumpkin choco chip muffins- but I couldn't get passed the gate into your community.
So.. I feel really bad. But I wanted to let you know I am thinking of you and was thinking of you, and did have a really great Christmas plate of baked goods and a nice card (2 actually) to give you.
I can still send the cards- but you don't want the baked goods anymore. They are a couple weeks old. I'll make a new plate when I find out where you are and what you are up to....
which is probably Thailand.
Merry Christmas!
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Saturday, December 18, 2010
Willams - Family Pictures
The Family! We are missing a few of the family, but a majority of us were there.
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Williams - 2010 College Graduate!!!
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Saturday, December 11, 2010
Sweet Dreams, Ladies

I got some closets and things organized today and I feel like the dawn is breaking. I'm really starting to worry about myself. Could my messy storage closet really have been the root of my negative emotions and anxiety these last weeks? Is it that simple?
Also. Do your husbands have wire boxes? Brandon collects spare wires and electronic parts like a psychopath. Janna's husband, Mike, was hoarding the same when she secretly dumped his whole collection at the D.I. one day. Brandon says that would be the ultimate betrayal.
I was able to reason with him enough that he sat down today and untangled the wire mess enough to get the lid of the box ON the box. Progress.
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Wednesday, December 1, 2010
MY MAMA
Remember how I told you my Mom asks me to pluck her gray hairs from the crown of her head? I usually oblige but upon last request found I couldn't stomach it. (What? You didn't know pregnant chicks dry heave at the sight of a scalp rebounding as it relinquishes a follicle of hair?)
So I told her to just go down to the corner and pick up some illegal day laborers she could pay per hair. She quipped, "I'll just tell them they're going silver mining."
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poem d'apology
poem d'apology:
After friends and I breakfasted yonder Monday,
I returned to my home and was simply dismayed.
I discovered by fault I had worn the wrong bra,
had appeared 10 pounds bigger in fashion faux pas.
Not merely increasing my large silhouette,
I had looked like an ape with side boobs for pets.
A better brazier could have shown them the truth,
that I've really lost weight, I'm no slob! Not uncouth!
I promptly changed slings, no more house bra for me,
and shed 20 pounds in the mirror instantly.
Then I thought, "What a shame," if only they'd seen,
I'm almost back down, not quite fat, not quite lean.
So picture me nigh at that breakfast again,
wearing good lingerie, that makes me look thin.
Keep THAT thought in your head, not the one that you saw-
At that sad morning meal when I wore the wrong bra!
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Wednesday, November 24, 2010
For My Next Trick...
Nicole, the second I heard about your $150 King mattress deal at Downeast, I called Brandon and told him. He has been wanting a new bed basically since we've been sleeping on ours, seven years. So we finally got a real live mattress, like big grown-ups have. Remember how my old one looked like it was made for midgets because all we did was squish two twins together on top of particle board? Twins are shorter than kings and queens.
Our first night on the new bed, I was in shock. Oh, I get it! You mean your shoulder is supposed to sink into the bed slightly so your head can be supported by your pillow? I didn't completely realize we were sleeping on granite and a bed isn't supposed to feel that way. Though, I was grateful for that foam because before that, I was on the floor on blankets for two years.
Anyway, the Big B is going to help me make this headboard...
It will be next-to-free. Just particle board, foam, batting, nail heads, and fabric. This fabric is $50 bucks a yard, faint. Good thing looking for fabric online is my new favorite past time. I hope I find something similar I like for cheaper. Brandon is just making the top half and mounting it directly to the wall behind the bed reducing even further the cost of materials.
Click here to see how purty she is in a room. That room is PERFECT. I wish I could copy the whole thing.
And though I promised I wouldn't touch my sewing machine for a good while, I've started a few more small projects for the baby.
Me thinks I'm nesting.
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Friday, November 19, 2010
Never Again!
It was one of those projects that seems simple enough and then halfway through, you regret it. I love it now it's finished but during the process I wanted to throw it off the deck and just buy a brand new car seat.
But phew! It's done!
(Nicole, I fantasized about your Mom's serger more than a few times.)
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Sunday, October 31, 2010
Williams - 2010 Halloween
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