Monday, June 30, 2008

How Big John and I Came To Be Part 3

Should I call or should I wait to see if he calls me? The only problem is I was stupid and didn’t give him my number. How could I be so stupid!!! I didn’t call guys. They called me. A guy should be the one to make the first move. I agonized all morning the next day about that. I drove my coworkers insane asking them what they thought I should do. I think I picked up the phone at least a dozen times to call him only to hang up after dialing only one or two numbers. Finally, after I ate lunch, I got some courage together and picked up the phone again. This time I actually dialed all the numbers. I think I was holding my breath in anticipation of hearing that sexy voice again. And then he answered… “Hello”

And I just sat there for a minute. I suddenly couldn’t find my voice. What was going on? I never had a hard time talking to people on the phone. And then I heard “Hello” and this time I said “Hi. It’s me… From last night.” Pause… Oh no! Did he already forget me? Was he hoping that I wouldn’t call him? Was he getting ready to hang up on me? And then he said the most beautiful words… “I was hoping you would call me." And with that I was finally able to breathe. Ok things are good now. He was waiting for my call. Later he told me that he was actually jumping up and down in the car when he saw my number on his caller ID. We talked for a few minutes but he was getting ready to eat lunch. And asked if I would call him back later. I said I would and hung up with the biggest smile on my face.

I decided that I was going to hunt for his radio station so that I could listen to his show that afternoon at work. After about an hour of trying I finally found it and was able to listen. He had the sexiest radio voice I had ever heard!! While I was outside taking a break, my boss called him and said, “Would you play a song for her because she is driving us nuts talking about you. We just want her to shut up already.” I had no idea this was going on until I came back inside and she told me that she talked to him. I was mortified. I thought that if he didn’t already think I was nuts he sure would now. But then I heard him say “This song is for Sarah from Big John.” And then he played the song You’re Beginning to Get to Me by Clay Walker.(ignore the cheesy video. It's the only one I could find.) I listened to the song with butterflies fluttering in my belly the whole time.

I called him later that day to see if he wanted to come over that night and sing karaoke with my family. Yes, we sing karaoke. But he had to work early the next morning and then he was leaving for Nashville, TN for the rest of the weekend. I told him where we would be if he changed his mind. A little while later, he called me back and asked if the invitation was still good because he wanted to come over and spend the evening with me. I was so excited. Not only did I just meet him the night before, but he was knowingly coming to hang out with me, my parents, my older brother, and some friends. Which meant he wasn’t afraid of meeting my family. He came that night and we had a blast. He hit it off with my whole family and my friends that were there. He ended up staying until midnight despite the fact that he had to be at work at 5am the next day and he had an hour drive back home. He left with a promise to call me when he got back from TN on Monday.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008


It’s coming to the time of year when people get together and barbecue and light fireworks. Ahh, the Fourth of July. I love to go and watch the fireworks. We usually have a cook-out for our family and friends and then walk over to the park and watch the wonderful fireworks display they have. And then we go home and go right to bed since it is usually a week night. This year we don’t have to worry about that since it’s on a Friday. Which is good since our neighbors usually keep us up until all hours of the night setting off their own arsenal of explosives. It usually doesn’t bother me that much when it’s on July 4th. However, when you start 2 weeks ahead of time it gets a little old.

Last night, we started hearing the boom of fire crackers at about 7pm. Again, perfectly fine with me as long as you stop when it’s time for bed. Well, needless to say, they didn’t stop at bedtime. It wasn’t until 10:15 that it started to bother us. Big John gets up at 4 am so he treasures his sleep at night. I told him that if they were still going at 10:30 I was going to go downstairs and call the police. So sure enough, at 10:30 I got up and went downstairs and looked out my window to see who it was. It was our next door neighbors. There were 4 kids out there with no adult supervision at all. They looked to range in age from about 6or 7 to 15 or 16. They were not being very smart about it, throwing the bottle rockets at each other and toward the houses and trying to blow up the road closed sign in front of their house. They were essentially being normal boys that needed adult supervision. So I called the police and reported the disturbance and told them the address of the house next door. Then I went and watched out the window. I wanted to see how the boys would react when the cops came pulling up. Well, about 30 minutes went by and there were still no cops. So Big John got out of bed to see what was taking so long. He ended up calling the cops again and the dispatcher told him that he was about the 5th person to call in the last 2 minutes about it. So she said that our local town police were in the next town over assisting them with an emergency but were on their way back now.

The town we live in is pretty small. We live on Main St. so everything in town is on our street. There are 2 bars about a block away from our house. Right after Big John got off of the phone we saw the kids' mom staggering down the sidewalk coming from the bar. She told them to knock it off and get in the house.

SILENCE AT LAST!! We went up to bed and didn’t wait to see if and when the cops finally showed up. But I heard a car door about 15 minutes later so I figure that was them. I hope they put the fear of God in those kids and the mother as well. She should’ve been home with her kids instead of at the bar all night. What if something would’ve happened? Those kids could’ve blown their fingers off or worse. And there she was at the bar.

Big John has decided that if they do it again he is going to get some firecrackers and set them off on their front porch when he leaves for work in the morning. I think it’s a good idea!!

Saturday, June 21, 2008


You know how they say that when you're pregnant your hormones go wild? Let's just say that I am in that stage right now. I have been the moodiest person this week. I guess not so moody as I am grumpy and ready to rip someone's head off at the drop of a hat. I feel so sorry for Big John. He doesn't know when it's coming. He just knows that he better be prepared for an explosion.

To the lady that cut me off on the highway the other day... I'm sorry I honked at you and cussed at you and tailgated you. You caught me on a bad day and you are lucky I didn't speed up and rear end you. I think I need to get a big flashing neon sign that says "WARNING PREGNANT WOMAN BEHIND THE WHEEL. STAY AWAY!!!" Do they make those???

Hopefully, this moodiness will be short lived. I woke up in a really good mood today. Granted, I've only been up for about an hour and I am home alone and I haven't left the house yet. But so far, so good!!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

How Big John and I Came To Be Part 2

“There's someone I want you to meet.” I never knew that one sentence could change my life so much. I told her that I would meet this guy but I didn’t want to date him. I was in the getting to know myself stage and nothing was going to mess that up. So she called him to see if he was up for it. She called me back and said that she set it up for the next night. There was a bar in a little town not too far away that was filming their T.V. commercial. So we were going to go and see if we could be in it. Now, I must inform you that at the time all this took place I was only 19. I was worried about being able to get in the bar but she told me not to worry about it. I looked old enough and they would be happy to have a crowd for the commercial. So I agreed.

I was so nervous all day. I had told my coworkers all about mystery guy. I cheated a little though. My friend had told me that mystery guy was a DJ on a country radio station and told me the name of the station. So at work that day, I Googled the radio station to see if there was anything about mystery guy on there. I lucked out. There was a lot of information and there was even a picture!! When I got off of work, I drove over to my friend’s house and picked her up and went to the bar. It was a tiny hole in the wall place and we were the first ones there. I kept going to the bathroom to make sure my hair looked ok and that my make-up still looked good. Finally, I heard her say that he just pulled in the parking lot across the street. My stomach started doing flip flops. I told myself to stop getting so worked up. I was absolutely not going to be interested in this guy! And then he walked in…

I have to be completely honest here. The first thing I noticed was that he was incredibly tall. And then I saw his gorgeous blue eyes. And then I saw his… pasty white legs. But then I quickly went back to his eyes and his smile. I think I might have melted a little in that moment. He sat down next to me and we started talking. For a while, things were a little awkward but then as the evening wore on it got better. We were actually in the commercial. We got to go outside and walk in to the bar arm in arm. After the cheesy commercial was done filming, the owners gave a round of drinks to everyone that helped. I actually drank an alcoholic beverage. We decided that we didn’t want the night to end there so we went to BW3’s and got a bite to eat. I was completely mesmerized by this new guy. He was hot, fun to talk to, and he seemed like a really good guy. When we finally decided to call it a night I was really nervous. I didn’t know if he would try to kiss me and I didn’t know if I wanted him to. He walked me to my car and said what a good time he had. He gave me his business card with his cell phone number written on the back and then gave me a hug and said that he hoped to hear from me soon. I was not really thinking so I didn’t give him my phone number. He got in the car and drove away leaving me standing there with my belly doing somersaults cursing my stupidity for not giving him my number. This meant I was going to have to call him…

Thursday, June 12, 2008

How Big John and I came to be

This is one of my favorite stories to tell!! So sit back, grab some popcorn and a drink and get ready to be swept off your feet like I was.

I was always the type of person that had a boyfriend. I never really dated around. I had one guy at a time and it was usually long term. Well, six months in high school was considered long term. I had had my share of heartbreaks and my share of true love or so I thought. I thought I was going to marry almost every guy I dated from about 16 on. All I ever wanted to do was get married and have kids. And be a stay at home mom. I mostly dated older guys because the guys my age were stupid and immature. When I was 16, I actually dated a guy that was 23 and lived about an hour away from me. I used to drive to his apartment on the weekends and he would come and see me sometimes. I really thought he was the one for me but he never really wanted to settle down. So then I met the motorcycle man and I was in heaven. He was the perfect gentleman at first. In fact, he took almost 6 months just to kiss me for the first time. I know that it sounds lame but at the time I thought it was really sweet!!

We dated for a year and were hot and heavy. He had a motorcycle and we would go riding with a huge group of friends on the weekends. We also got to the point that we would go to his friend’s house and they would sit and play games on the PlayStation for HOURS!!! I would just sit and watch being bored out of my mind. But we only really spent Saturday nights together and sometimes on Sunday afternoon. He worked second shift through the week and I was working first shift. So we didn’t see each other through the week at all. Friday night was guy’s night out. Which usually meant they went to the strip club every Friday night. That should’ve been a warning sign right there. But I was trying to be the cool, non-controlling girlfriend so I never said anything about it.

After a while I grew tired of being second to his friends and the stupid PlayStation so I ended things. My brother then decided that I shouldn’t be single and hooked me up with one of his friends. Again, I thought I was in love. We talked about getting married all the time. But there were some major warning signs that I totally missed. He didn’t drive because he didn’t have a driver’s license. He couldn’t hold down a job and was working at Papa John’s Pizza part time. He wanted to become a stripper because he thought he could be successful at it. He decided one Sunday that things weren’t working out between us and I was pretty devastated. I decided that I really wanted to be single for a while. You know, try to find out who I am and what I am looking for in life… and all that nonsense. I was going to college at night while working full time during the day. The Wednesday after stripper man broke up with me I decided to skip class and stay home feeling sorry for myself. My friend called to talk to my mom about something and I ended up telling her my sob story. She then said the sentence that would change my life… “There’s someone I want you to meet.”

To be continued…

Wednesday, June 11, 2008


I had the most vivid dream last night that I have ever had. I dreamed that Big John and I were bringing our baby home from the hospital. I strapped the baby in and climbed in the backseat. Big John got in the front seat and looked back at us and smiled. I looked down at our baby and said "Look at our daughter. Isn't she precious?" And then I woke up. They say that if you dream about the sex of the baby it usually comes true. I have a friend that is pregnant with her second baby and has correctly dreamed the sex of the baby both times. I am not sure if I believe all that or not. They also say that if your baby's heartbeat is over 160 beats per minute it's a girl and under is a boy. Ours was 179 beats per minute. So if you go by that and by my dream then we are having a girl. So I can confidently say that I am 50% sure that it's a girl...

What do you all think? Do you put much stock in your dreams? How many of you have correctly dreamed the sex of your baby??

Friday, June 6, 2008

Things that BUG me!

We got the pest inspection for our house back today. We have no bugs!!! That's a really good thing. The house we are in now has a huge ant problem around this time every year. It doesn't matter how clean we keep things. We don't leave food sitting around and they still infest everything!! Last year it was awful!! We had poison out everywhere and it didn't even touch the stinking things. I hate creepy crawly things in my house. If they are outside, they don't bother me as much. But I HATE them in my house. They got braver as the summer went on. They got to the point that they would crawl up the legs of our TV trays as we were eating dinner. Luckily, this year hasn't been bad. We started to see them but then they just disappeared. Even if they came back now, I think I could handle them knowing that we aren't going to be in this house very much longer.

And now allow me to vent a little bit. Why? Because I am pregnant and this is my blog!! So I am entitled to vent every now and then.

When we first started trying to get pregnant, we made the mistake of telling people that we were trying. When did it become acceptable to ask people about the most personal aspects of their lives every time you see them??? We were on a bowling league and there was a few people that knew. There were 2 in particular that were very insensitive and asked me about our "progress" quite often. It got to the point that I dreaded going to the bowling alley because I knew that the questions were waiting for me. And these people didn't take polite hints to back off. In fact, it took me getting up and walking away from one girl and Big John told her that it wasn't appropriate to ask me about it and to please not bring it up again. As soon as I came back to the table, she proceeded to give me advice on how to relax and just stop stressing about it. I could have decked her!!

Now there was this little old lady that would constantly ask "Are you pregnant yet?" I would always say no. I didn't want to be mean to her because I was taught to respect my elders. But I wanted to deck her too. Toward the end of bowling season is when we found out that we are expecting. So at our end of the year banquet we told people that I wouldn't be returning to the league next year and why. So this lady knows that I am pregnant.

Last night, we were at the first round of the Colgate Country Showdown and this little old lady was there. The first thing she said to me was "Are you still pregnant?" I was shocked speechless and for those of you that know me you know that rarely happens. I couldn't believe she would ask such a question. What would she have said if I said no we lost the baby recently. Thanks for bringing it up. She would've felt like the biggest piece of crap. Or maybe it wouldn't have fazed her. Who knows. I wish I would've spoken up and told her what an insensitive question it was. But I was just in shock that someone would be so stupid to ask something like that. Ask me how I am doing not if I am still pregnant.

Maybe I am just hormonal but I'm really irritated about all of this. So please, if you know someone that is pregnant, think before you speak to them. Make sure that you are prepared to get an answer that you weren't looking for before you ask them about things. Or you might just end up with a pregnant woman's fist smashed upside your head. I think that's what I'm going to start doing when people are insensitive. At least I can blame it on being hormonal!

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Baby's Heartbeat

We got to hear our baby's heartbeat yesterday!!! It was the most amazing sound I have ever heard! I just layed there and cried when we were listening to it. It was 179 beats per minute which the doctor said is very strong and healthy. The doctor also told me that it has been a perfect textbook pregnancy so far!! he had no complaints and neither did I. He said that my HcG and progesterone levels were perfect. I have actually lost about 10 pounds since I was at the doctor in May. We had a lot of questions that he answered for us and he gave us an idea of what to expect in the months to come. Our next appt. is July 1st. To hear the heartbeat click here.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Big Day!!

Well, after going back and forth a few times, they have accepted our offer for the house!!! So now begins the whirlwind of activity including inspections, appraisals, packing and moving. Our tentative closing date will be July 15th. And we are going to tell our landlords that we will be out by July 20th. That way we won’t have to pay another month’s rent since our rent is due on the 15th of the month. So this way we only have to pay for 5 extra days. I am so ready to start packing and getting everything ready to go. And we have to paint and clean at the new house. So we are going to be very busy in the coming month or so.

We are going for our first OB appointment today. I am exactly 10 weeks along today. Hopefully, we will get to hear the heartbeat. They are going to try but it may be too early still. I really hope that we can hear it because I am sure that if we don’t I will panic thinking something is wrong. Big John is borrowing a mini-disc recorder from work so that we can record the heartbeat. If we do that, then I will post the sound file on here so all of you can hear it too!!

Today has just been a really good day for us!! I will post again after my doctor’s appt. today and let you all know what we find out.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Great new blog

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Monday, June 2, 2008

One Amazing Woman

I tell you all. My grandma is one amazing woman. She was doing really bad on Friday. We had all said our goodbye's and began to prepare ourselves for her death. We had even started to plan a little bit of her funeral. And then Saturday morning, she woke up and asked to eat breakfast. And then she ate lunch also. She is doing a little better. She is still not very lucid. She is talking to my grandpa and some of her sisters that have passed away already. But she is still here with us and hanging on!! AMAZING!!

On another note: We are going to make an offer on our house tonight after I get off of work!!!! YAY!!!!