Friday, March 29, 2013

Friday Cuteness

Hello Everyone!

San Antonio Part 2 is still a work in progress. And by that I mean I haven't even started it yet.

There has been Progress of the Getting Bigger variety. After several false starts with eating real food, we shelved the idea for a while. She just wasn't interested in it. She did eat some peas for my wonderful sister-in-law, but after that was all like: "NO FOOD! WANT BOTTLE! OR BOOB! NO FOOD! EW! EW! EW!"

Recently though, she's been showing intense interest in watching me and her dad eat. The other night, I started giving her some mashed potatoes on my fork (freaking daddy right the heck on out), and she was all like om, nom, more please.

WELL, ALRIGHT THEN.

I got this.

What's that mommy? A camera? Can I eat it?
















Wait, what? Eat? What?


Just kidding. YUMM! 


















Blech! What IS this anyway?!


It's still a work in progress, really. She hasn't QUITE gotten the hang of it, but we're toiling away. We have firmly established that she loves peas and potatoes, and is not so fond of carrots. Next we'll try sweet applesauce, ripe bananas, pureed broccoli, and other deliciousness.


I approve of the paper. And the baby.



What do I have to do to get her to drop meat for me?


























And finally, presented for your amusement:

video

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

I haven't forgotten you, I promise.

There has been cuteness going on. And work. And Skyrim.

Fun fact about Skyrim. You say "I'll only play for maybe 20 more minutes, then save and do something productive." You get done with what you were doing (Like say, totally exploring Faldar's Ruins and breaking 20 lockpicks while you break into the cashier's cage and sing "We're in the money" while cleaning the place out) and look at the clock and realize it's been at least an hour or more and you're getting glared at my the clock which is totally telling you that you're late late late mclatepants.

Anyway, the last two weeks has kinda been like that, and I have been slacker mcslackerpants about putting up the pictures from the San Antonio Missions. And updating you on Lois because let's be honest here, you only come for the baby pictures.

Anyway, I hope to finish the travel blogging soon, once I get these papers out and submitted and this annoying homework done.

See you then
Laura

Monday, March 11, 2013

Butt Paste!

So we just got back from a week in San Antonio Texas! It was beautiful and warm and a delightful trip all around. It was a real shame how the important conference I was there to attend kept getting in the way of our vacation. Jeremiah has already covered the flights down at his blog, FatherFails. The flights back went just as well, and Jeremiah and I were both so very relieved.

Once we got there and spied the fridge in the room, we went out to get some food for the week. There was a great grocery store not far away called H.E.B. We walked around collecting the diapers, toothpaste, cheese and whatnot we needed. I was having a particularly bad ADD day and had already jumped through about 50 subjects while shopping. I was standing in the front of the stores, near the registers, you know, where like ALL THE PEOPLE are in a grocery store when my face lit up, I twirled around, and announced at nearly the top of my lungs that we still needed: "BUTT PASTE! WE NEED BUTT PASTE!" I merrily whirled in the direction of the baby things aisle, oblivious to the at least 20 people who were now staring at me and chirped "THIS WAY!" Jeremiah at this point had his face in his hands while he muttered "I don't know her. I'm just, uh, here with her baby." He said it wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't sounded so happy about it. I started cackling maniacally and continued to laugh off and on for at least an hour.


Mommy, why do I have clothes on in this big bathtub?
The conference I was ostensible there for went well, overall. I have a great lead on a post-doc for when I graduate. And a nice shiny new deadline for getting my ducks in a row in order to graduate.

For the real fun, we got to take Her Royal Squirmyness swimming. She was overall confused by the experience, what with the gigantic bathtub and total lack of soap. Maybe some pool toys would have helped, but silly mommy left them all at home, and the hotel didn't have any. I looked. Amazingly enough there weren't any in the hamper, and I was pretty sure that taking down the life ring when no one was actively drowning would have been a bad idea

Mommy, why is the water all sparkly? I'm gonna try to catch it.
Our home for the week was the Best Western on S. Laredo St. It was really nice, actually. A microwave and a small fridge in the room. And, as seen above, an indoor pool and spa. She went swimming several days, and it had the desired result of wearing her out so that she actually took a couple of good naps. She's napping now, right by my elbow as I write this, actually.
I hope that when she gets a little older that she will enjoy the water as much as I do. We can go swimming and snorkeling together! Hopefully.
There was a really neat park not far from the hotel. I say was, as though it was only there when we were there, but in reality it is still there, and a very nice place. It's called ChrisPark and was built in memory the founder's son. I'm not sure why he died, but she clearly loved him very much. One of the most fascinating things to me about the park were these rhinestones that were set into the concrete walkways. I'm not sure what they were meant to be, but I found them to be quite lovely.

 We also went to the San Antonio Zoo while we were there. It was a really nice trip and we walked all over the park. My feet hurt SO much by the time we were done, but it was still very cool. The spring flowers were in bloom and it wasn't too hot at all. We saw a lot of really neat animals








Like for instance this nice kitty who agreed to pose for us. So kind of her, really. And that handsome man who is taking his life in his hands by standing so close to the fierce animal is of course my co-star in this program. Lois was snoozing right about now, I think. She wasn't impressed.
Grumpy Snake is SO disappointed in you.




From there we went into the reptile house and met this charming gentleman. He was SO not impressed with us. In fact, I'd say he was actively upset. Look at that face. Is that the face of snakely happiness? I offered to give him a nice little scalerub, but curiously I couldn't reach him. Something about being VERY VENOMOUS. I decided that he could manage his own heartbreak and moved along.

 In the next set of aquariums were these two. Now you can't see their faces, but that is because they were REALLY INTERESTED in all of us in the hallway. Lots of motion, swaying and careful consideration of the faces peering in at them.

This became significantly spookier when we realized that these charming snakes were in fact green mambas. Deadly as they may be, I found this pattern made by their entwined tails to be both beautiful and fascinating.


 This is a gratuitous picture of otters put in here solely for the benefit of our otter-loving friends. There were 7 small-clawed asian otters in the really huge cage holding some really cute monkeys. There was even a baby monkey playing around. But the baby monkey, cute as it was, was still not quite as cute as these otters tumbling all over each other as they played around. They even went swimming and tried to dunk each other. I was just waiting to hear one of them start squeaking "Marco!"
 As we moved along, we found a stationary Komodo Dragon guarding part of the path we were walking. Mr. Fargo decided to leap on and try to subdue the fearsome predator. After some vigorous wrestling and truly inspiring pinning techniques, the Komodo gave up, declaring Jeremiah the winner by total knockout. The real Komodo dragon was not amused by his lookalike's performance and ducked his head in utter shame.
We promptly went to the local tattoo parlor and bar and commemorated the occasion with new tattoos and a rocking hangover.*
meh.

GAH! I mean... Oh, how nice.
After the fearsome fight with the real-life dragon, we moved across the way to the butterfly house.

SOMEONE would have you believe that I screamed and leapt when a butterfly got too close to me, but I would characterize it as more like a ladylike squeak and small start. I certainly did not break any holes in the greenhouse in some vain effort to get away from the aggressive and ravenous beasts harmless fluttering beauties.

Lois was delighted by the butterflies as well. She kept reaching out for them, and I really hope I don't infect her with my fear of all things insect. It was getting overly warm in the greenhouse by the time we left, and we were all glad to be outside where it was cooler and with a nice breeze.

These two beauties offered themselves up for pictures and I happily obliged.






There is also a small aquarium in the San Antonio Zoo.  Being from the east coast, I am rather spoiled by our aquariums here, which feature a multitude of tanks with millions of gallons of water. Still, they had some very nice tanks, which samples of some beautiful aquatic life, like this seahorse here. He was just chilling in the seaweed, watching us funny-looking mammals walking by and peering into his tank. He tried to request a single tank with a bit more privacy, but for some reason he was denied by the zookeepers.


Speaking of zookeepers, there were two sightings of the wild zookeeper while we were there. One was feeding honey to the bitty golden monkeys and one was (bravely) walking into the gator enclosures to feed the birds that shared their spaces. From her we found out that the birds that Jeremiah was calling starlings were actually great-tailed grackles. They apparently cause lots of problems and take the food out of the enclosures. Then, I heard, they eat it while laughing at their caged friends. Cruel, cruel birds.

 We also went to see the Missions around San Antonio, but I think this post has quite enough pictures already. There will be ANOTHER post in the near future talking about that fun. We got stamps!


 * Not really.








Friday, March 1, 2013

My brain. It blurts.

Actual conversation about dinner tonight, just in case you had any delusions about me not being the biggest dork on the face of the earth:


Jeremiah:  Well, Will and Amanda have plans. I'm up for dinner with you.
 me:  dinner with is totally.
 Jeremiah:  But was thinking something at home.
...
dinner with is totally?
 me:  I don't know. My brain blurted.
 Jeremiah:  laughs
Brain: Quick! Write something! Anything!
 Jeremiah:  Dinner with is totally!
Brain: What?
 me:  DInner! Yea! I'll say something about Dinner!!
 Jeremiah:  I have no idea!
 me:  It was something! About dinner! I win! Yay!

... yea. I know.

In other news, we are leaving to go out of town next week, and there is a lot of packing, planning, and errand running being conducted today. Starring my two favorite people:

Pink like bear!

Uh, mom? The world looks a little... tilted.
Jeremiah bundled up Her Royal Squirmyness because it was relatively cool outside in her absolutely adorable pink bear suit and we set off. Dropping me off at school was the first stop, and after that our intrepid explorers tackled Goodwill, Kroger, and Target (targ-ay). There were no casualties, and apparently all provisions were acquired. Including SWIM DIAPERS. Since the hotel we will be staying in has a pool, we are going to take the bear swimming. She really likes bath time, and if she didn't have the disconcerting habit of trying to lay down in the water, she'd be bathing in the whole tub, instead of just the little infant/toddler sized one.

Whatcha got mom? Can I eat it?
Since she was so adorable this morning, I went in for more pictures. She caught me trying to take a picture of the cuteness and wanted to help. Much better.


I'm so cool, I'm sleeping.



















There isn't really a rhyme or reason for today's post. Just popping by to say hi.

HELLO WORLD!