More Cheesecake and Jellybeans

Krista reminded me that it's time to update my "Cheesecake and Jellybean" segment. Oh man, I had some great cheesecake at Tucano's the other day! It was classic cheesecake with a raspberry topping and drizzled with a white chocolate sauce. UGGGH!!! It makes my nipples tingle even now as I think about it. But maybe that's just from the milk engorgement. Hmmm. . .

So with that awesome image in your mind, here I go with my next installment of "Cheesecake and Jellybeans"

Cheesecake:
Watching "Flip This House" with Marcelo on the A&E channel. (Not to be confused with "Flip THAT House" on the TLC channel). Our favorite is the Armando Montelango corporation. I think we first got hooked on him because his name is ARMANDO and his wife is VERONICA. Are there any cooler names then that? And they speak Spanish half the time!

Armando doesn't take any crap from anyone, and he's known to come with some crazy low budgets and hold his people to it. When you watch his show, and then you watch the other shows with novice flippers, it's just so freaking obvious that he's a professional. And that's why he's able to make tons of money. He doesn't waste money where it won't make him money, and he rarely goes for those high upgrades like granite counter tops and jacuzzi tubs. He just makes great houses for cheap. And he's a millionaire because of it.

We LOVE watching this show together. I mean, there are several shows that we will watch together, but usually one is always asking the other one to fast forward to move it along. But not this show! We sit and watch and usually laugh our butts off!! Like today, Armando was showing everyone how "sound" the diving board was on the pool, and after 2 bounces, the bolts snapped and he tumbled into the pool. The pool was a nice black/green color and had dead birds/frogs in it. He got out of the pool, and immediately threw up. Marcelo and I were HOWLING with laughter. (I startled the baby who was in my arms) Someone got a hose and started hosing him off. But not before someone accurately commented that he stunk. Oh man, this show rocks. And I love watching it with my husband.

Jellybean:
Hearing gossip that my job still talks about me and blames things on me. Things that aren't my fault. Things that I didn't do, or even know about. Things that were done WHILE I WAS OUT OF TOWN, I'm still being blamed for them. It's like that joke: "What's the difference between a lawyer and a hooker? A hooker will stop screwing you when you are dead." I feel the same way about my job. They have to keep slandering you after you are gone, when there is no way you can stand up for yourself. Oh well. Let em go! I'll just snuggle with my little girl and gloat about the fact that I'll never be their butt munch ever again.

Cheesecake:
My beautiful baby is so freaking cute and we had a great time at the lake yesterday. Well, mostly a good time. I brought Raya cause my mom had taken her the last time they went to the lake, and she made it sound like we had our own private area where Raya could run around and not bother others. NOT TRUE. So I was stressed out trying to keep her on the leash and close by, but not right on top of us cause she would be kicking dirt and sand into the food. (Maybe this should be a Jellybean item) Anyway, I didn't get to enjoy it too much because of the dog stress.

But other than that it was great!! We sat under a canopy and watched everyone swim. I didn't bring my bathing suit, so I didn't even get in the water. Not that I wanted to get in the water. It's quite dirty and smelly and I didn't want to get myself or my little girl into that festering cesspool of gnats and dead vermin. I'm not joking about that. Right when we left, I noticed a dead animal no less than 15 feet away from our camp. GROSS! Utah lake is not sanitary.

However, the lake was fun, the weather was great and we all stayed out of the sun. So it was a great time.

Cheesecake:
My daughter slept for SIX HOURS IN A ROW last night!! What did I do to get so lucky? She slept from 11:3o pm to 5:40 am.

Jellybean:
At 5:00 am, a good 40 minutes before she woke up, I am awakened by my right boob pulsating. It's literally throbbing with pain and I just sit there for 40 minutes willing my child to wake up. She's dead still and silent. When she makes even the SLIGHTEST movement, I pounce and jump on her and jostle her to wake her up all the way. Luckily she does and she helps mommy out.

Why are my boobs so big? Why do I make so much milk? Why can't I just wear regular bras and not wake up in a puddle of my my own sticky, sour smelling, fabric stiffening mess at all hours of the night? Again, I guess it's better then making NO milk. But I really wish it would just hurry up and "regulate" itself like everyone says it will. In the meantime, I'm just WAITING with swollen boobs.

Final Cheesecake Items:
My baby
Being able to breastfeed, and the fact that my baby really is getting good at it.
Drinking ice water from the big plastic mug with a straw that they gave me in the hospital
My baby's curly hair
The roses blooming in my backyard
Our upcoming family reunion at Lake Powell in 3 weeks

Final Jellybean items:
Swollen boobs
Smelling like rotten milk 100% of the time
Having to move this week from my awesome 2800 square foot house to a 600 square apt. This is NOT a good idea, I'm sure I'm going to regret it.
The fact that Marcelo might not go to the family reunion because of his school. What, he can't miss ONE day? Well, you try to convince him.
My horrible gas. Man, will my bowels EVER be normal again?
And finally: Wanting to go out and do things but not wanting to expose everyone to my gas, boobs and sour milk smell.

So if you are wondering why I leave the house anymore, now you know. That and the fact that I'm never wearing anything else besides my underwear. I've learned that the less clothes you wear, the less you smell like sour milk. And you can take that to the bank.