"while the djs play us, yellin Jesus saved us"

for anyone who is a secret christian rap lover....gospel gangstaz. love love love cuz "you can't turn a rat into a housewife"

salad shmalad.

YEP I DID TAKE THIS PICTURE IN THE DONUT SHOP where i ate
two donuts and hot cocoa.

so the funny thing about doctors is that in a week's time they decide i'm not fat anymore. i don't understand. my appointment was yesterday and everything is great and i'm perfect size and blahblahblah. i didn't care much for the disruption last week, i'll tell ya that much. yesterday she said whatever you're doing with you weight keep it up. so apparently to all you preggo girls out there, just ignore your doctor and eventually sometime in your pregnancy, you'll be doing the right thing. fat. ha. although i did have a cupcake for breakfast. shhh.

nap time in the york house

yes, she DOES like to sleep on a heating pad under a blanket. she is baby pancakes and she does what she wants. i can't help it, she's my favorite.

Ninja would sleep in front of the back door all day if he could...when we put him outside in the afternoons, he sleeps on the back porch for hours. he is probably the best dog in the world. he never gets in any trouble. on the other hand, there is one bad puppy....

Boyface likes to wrap himself around the leg of the couch. it's cute until he does something bad and hides all the way behind the furniture. Pancakes is the worst at that, she will hide and you can't find her all day sometimes. she gets scared easily.

Bear with me, until the baby comes i have nothing else to do except take pictures of dogs. i'm bored a lot.

it only LOOKS skanky.

i love this show and i can't wait until season four comes out. especcially since i can spend all summer watching the first three seasons that chris got me for mother's day. don't worry, it only looks sensationaly and skanky. it's really quality programming. AND lauren conrad would totally be my best friend if i lived in california. soooo next summer when we go there for vacay, i'm going to look her up. she'll be interested, trust me. we have so much in common! she hangs out at a place called le doux, i love chris ledoux; she always has a tan and beautiful clothes, i am a white girl in sweatpants. the list goes on and on. we could totally eat pizza together. well i bet she'd have a salad.

so mostly, i'm just really bored. this would be day number five that chris has worked in a row. and for those of you who think that's no big deal...he goes in to work in the afternoon and comes home at like nine am. so five days in a row is a loooooong time. i hate it here.

maybe too ambitious?

so after reading some of my friends blogs who are obviously more creative than i am, i really want to learn how to sew. except i have no sewing machine, fabric, talent, or patience. are those things that can be fixed? hmmmm....i think this may be like the scrapbooking thing. i really enjoy it....twice a year. and sewing machines are a lot of money for a fake hobby.

the new addition to our family

apparently when people call me fat, chris buys me stuff. hey, it's okay with me! seriously, we have been looking at this puppy since we got pancakes because he is her brother. after all this time, no one had bought him. we see him every week when we go get their piggies (pig ears), and every time i cry all the way home. it makes me sad that he lives in a cage for all those months. what kind of life is that? i couldn't handle it. and i guess it doesn't help that i named him in april. you should never name anything that doesn't already belong to you. so with that, we now are a prould owner of yet another puppy. i love him and his name is boyface. any comments referring to how stupid we are are unnecassary. believe me, we already know. but it makes me feel better about being fat.

i knew it

so the doctor said i'm fat. i knew it.