Let Life Begin

Not to be too dramatic, but I got my life back yesterday. And I have to say, it feels pretty good. A lot of people know about the April 15th tax deadline-- but that really means nothing in our office where I work exclusively on large corporations. For us, September 15th* is the day of liberation. And being "about ready to pop," as one woman put it when she thought I was out of earshot (I'm pregnant, not deaf, people), I was EXTREMELY ready for this day**.

I already feel order coming back into my life, and you know how I like order. I like it even better when it's organized in Excel, so I decided to make a list of all the things I'd like to get done before little Caleb gets here, because getting tasks done is really so much more rewarding when you can cross them off a list.

And considering this (below) is the current state of Caleb's nursery (sadly a vast improvement over where it was a few months ago), it looks like I have a lot of doing and crossing off to do.

*For those of you who like background, September 15th is the extended deadline for corporations. Corporate tax returns are due 2.5 months after year-end, which for calendar-year corporations is March 15th. All of my clients use the six-month extension to file their tax returns (also available to individuals-- but before you get too excited, it is only an extension of time to file the tax return, not pay the tax due). Thus, September 15th.


**I am also very ready for September 22nd, which is my last day of work before maternity leave.

The Pregnant Posse

We took this picture at church because all of us are due within the next three months. Since all of us are getting progressively less mobile, what better time than this Friday to "do" a 5K? My friend, Becca, the organizer, made our shirts, and they are awesome (see evidence of awesomeness below).





Improved Logo



Actual Logo

Even though we're just walking, I count this as my first race since my last one before I stopped running after college, which was,  ironically, a full marathon. I'm already excited to get back into running post-baby. I plan on walking a lot right after, and have my jogging stroller already to go once Caleb is old enough to ride in it. I know it's probably overly optimistic to think that I'll suddenly be a lot better about certain things after I'm a mom, but I plan on doing a lot of things better after October 25 (or at least a couple months after that). Here's just a sample so you can hold me accountable, or rub it in my face when I don't follow through:

Post-Baby Goals

• Send birthday presents to people earlier (this is actually very doable since Aaron and I are historically three to five months late for every birthday in our families-- we have set a very low standard to surpass).
• Exercise everyday (I plan on walking to Aaron's office every day so he can see Caleb, in addition to starting to run again eventually).
• Eat more vegetables (some of my goals are very similar to the goals my mom had for me at age six).
• Blog more frequently (again, very low expectations to exceed).
• Keep our apartment cleaner.
• Take more pictures (from what I've seen, this comes naturally with having a baby).

25 Weeks (almost) and Counting

I think updating a blog gets harder the more sporadic you are about updating. And I have definitely been sporadic.

Since I've posted, our little guy has grown from the size of a lime to the size of [insert name of footlong fruit or vegetable here]. And you can tell from looking at me. I'm currently 25 weeks pregnant, which since I don't like quoting months pregnant* (I like to get credit for every week I've been through), is about 62.5 percent of the way through the whole process for those of you for whom number of weeks pregnant are meaningless. It is going by FAST. But even so, I am still impatient.

*But if you must have it in months, I'd call it six.

lip, ap, and bp (that's Baby Purcell)

 

ETA: October 25, 2011

Monopoly Whiz

"I always play Junior Monopoly with my mom. I always win."

I ran across this photograph of this picture I had drawn in kindergarten today. Though it's pretty obvious my mom was letting me win, I had never realized it until today, when I read what I had written.

So here's a long overdue thank you to my mom for taking one for the team and building my self-esteem. I thought I was the Junior Monopoly Whiz. 

Veggie Tales

Let's get one thing straight-- I love grocery stores. But when work gets busier, going to the grocery store is one of the last things I want to spend my free time doing.

So I devised a plan that would make it so I only had to go to the grocery store once every other month. It was a three-pronged approach involving (1) Costco, (2) shelf-stable soy milk, and (3) a produce delivery service. It was genius, or so I thought.

My first shipment of vegetables came. It was huge. More than huge. And on top of that, it was filled with things that required cooking, slicing, or baking (i.e., effort). That was not what I had signed up for. To avoid a 2-hour trip to the grocery store, I ended up spending many more hours baking squash, juicing beets, stir-frying baby bok choy, and looking at a spiky romanesca (below) that was frankly just weirding me out.

Maybe one day I'll sign up again when I'm ready for a cooking adventure, but for now, it's back to the weekly grocery store trips.

Just Another Day in February

It was over 70 degrees and sunny, so we decided to go for a walk along the 280.

This is why we love Califonia.



Take a seat and enjoy the view.