biking failures....

yeah....so we bought bikes!!!!
it was actually ALOT of fun riding around Target, wobbling through the aisles, "test-driving" the bikes to determine how high the seats needed to be, what size "wheels" we wanted and if we were on the market for a mountain bike or a street bike.

i personally nearly killed 4 children in Target, and settled on a little mountain bike.
only b/c the street bike i wanted was too big for me.

puff settled on a bike right away, and was tapping his foot waiting for me, until somebody pointed out that he was about to purchase a "unisex" bike, which TOTALLY weirded him out and you'd think he went through a moment questioning his manliness.

:: rolling my eyes ::

so we got him a nice masculine mountain bike as well. on sale. cha-ching.
then we geared up with pad locks, helmets, and he had to peel me away from the bells and whistles (literally) to install on my handle bars.

and then we proceeded to take the bikes home and nearly murder each other b/c we COULD NOT figure out how to adjust our helmets or de-code our padlocks. are we "city" or what. we sat in the garage in silence, sweating, trying to remember why this was going to be WAY fun. uhm. right.

we gave up on the padlocks and simply laid hands on the bikes with prayers they wouldn't be stolen (...almost true) and hit the road.

after about 20 minutes...my rear hurt SO FREAKING bad and my gears were rattling and not catching correctly. i knew right away my ghetto mountain bike was going to be exchanged.

puff however had a grand ole time leading the way and we rode our bikes to dinner -- which in fact was ALOT of fun!!! granted, it entailed him carrying my purse in a backpack, which frankly made him look like a jehovah's witness. black backpack, helmet, geeky khakis. i could almost hear him reading mormon to me. (that's what the JW's read, right? shrugging my shoulders...)

here we are in all our bike glory.


"hi, do you have a few minutes -- i'd like to share some good news with you!"


sweaty and tired -- but happy for three years :)


ok, puff ordered a cake with the #3 on it :) talk to me about how sweet that is! and it's CHOCOLATE for the fat pregnant chic! gosh, SOMETIMES you just need a GOOD piece of birthday cake. we're still eating it!


and my cute flowers he came home with!!!!


two nights later, we celebrated the fourth of july!!!!
but it was rainy and i felt like i was going to die that day, for some reason. i was so so so wiped. so lanier and dubs came over and we "grilled indoors" and watched the fireworks on TV while being able to hear them from the capitol! it was a little like surround sound!

obvi she brought her baby -- who i feared would die that night.
but rudy only tried biting her once.
it was awesome.
and lanier is pretending to be the dog whisperer right now.
check it:


it seems to be working!!!!



me praising my dog for not killing anything on a holiday.
"progress, sweetie!!! nobody was bleeding by the end of the night! SCORE."




THEN (wow, what an eventful week) on saturday, we had our 3D/4D sonogram!! it was SO fun to be able to see chubby cheeks, and fingers, and all that. granted, we were only SLIGHTLY ANNOYED by junior's obsessive compulsive behavior with his thumb. he WOULD NOT take it out of his mouth (awww. i know. cute. get over it. we paid alot of money to see his FACE! not his hand in FRONT of his face....), he was in LOVE with sucking his thumb. not to mention that no matter WHAT position i was in, what we did to my stomach, what i would drink or do....he was NOT budging. at all.

puff's convinced it's because we've interrupted junior's prayer time.
har har.

at any rate -- after doing mild acrobatics -- we finally got that darn hand away from his face and snapped this pic! INSANE! lips! nose! eyes! baby! it was so crazy....



and then, being stubborn little bebe cheez, he resumed his previous position and chose to ignore us. clearly, we're boring. and he's cool.



anyways...we have some fun shots and it was neat to just watch him for twenty minutes!

and i guess he's got a long life of being photographed ahead of him, so we'll let him slide this once.

and here we are!
i'm trying to finish three weddings this week....
and then we fly out on thursday night for california for my first baby shower!
cant even believe it. no really. i cant.

BUT, more pressing matters =
SEASON FINALE OF THE BACHELORETTE!!

THREE HOURS OF HEAVEN starting at 8am!!!!!!
i think even The Mormon is secretly excited tho he'll never admit it!

tomorrow's schedule:
resolving the "red hair" problem.
prenatal appointment.
photo editing.
probably blogging some more!

xo.