Gray girls are way out-numbered!

So the new news... we are having another boy! I was so sure this was going to be my last pregnancy until we found out it was for sure a boy. All the sudden I was really sad that Abby wasn't going to have a sister. So I'm not saying that that there won't be a number 5 anymore. Anyways, I was measuring big so my OB had me get an ultrasound to find out if the due date (Aug. 3) was right. The Ultrasound tech and Doctor both said everything looked good and the baby was measuring right on. So we left thinking everything was fine. The next day my OB office called and said I have a very low lying placenta (placenta previa) and that I have to be on pelvic rest for a month or until they can see it's getting better. From everything I've read and what the Doc told me, in most cases the placenta moves up on it's own as the baby gets bigger. So I'm hoping that's the case with me. Otherwise I guess I'll just look forward to the mini tummy tuck that comes with a C-section delivery (which I could really use). My clothes are already not fitting (which is not supposed to happen for at least another month)! So I've either got to get out of the house and get some new clothes or break out the box of maternity clothes. Anyone want to go shopping?

Nothing says love like...

A less-than lethal weapon or dinner at Costco...or nothing at all. I know Valentines day is always February 14th, I mean it's not like I have no warning (although it seems to catch me unprepared every year). So you'd think I'd be able to get it together enough - at least to get something for my sweetheart by that time. But not so - at least this year. I had a list full of good intentions but I never acquired any of them. So when Lenny asked if I wanted the present he'd gotten for me I told him no and that I didn't really consider it Valentines day until I had something to give him. Well I ended up opening my present anyways. It was a taser - beware trespassers and predators. As unromantic as it may sound I actually think it was pretty thoughtful. There is a long, sort of funny, story about how I freaked out a little the last time he was out of town, so he got it so I'd feel a little more secure should he ever go again. I didn't think things could be any better than me with my taser and Lenny with his nothing but wait! I told Lenny we should at least go out and get something to eat with the kids. So we headed out trying to decided where to go as we were driving. Then we remembered we desperately needed some things from Costco. Since the kids love costco pizza (well Abby will only eat it if I take all the cheese off) we ended up having dinner there as well. So there we were. Valentines Day night sitting at a small , umbrella-less table in Costco. Lenny with his stinky polish dog, me cutting pizza into little pieces while Boston is impatiently waiting for it, Jackson whining after every bite that we aren't sitting at a table with an umbrella, and Abby trying to get a huge pile of melted mozzarella cheese off of her plate. Now isn't that romantic?

super snowy super bowl sunday

Sunday morning Lenny had to get up early for a 7:00 meeting. At about 6:45 AM(!) someone called to tell him they needed a ride because there was no way they were going to attempt getting up to the church with all the snow (I wouldn't have tried either). well...to make a long story a little bit shorter...they end up canceling church because the snow and roads were so bad. Anyways, Lenny still goes up to shovel the walks! He finally realized it was a pointless effort and headed home only to get his car stuck at the bottom of our street, which he finally got up the hill after a plow came through. FAST FORWARD to later that day. We had a superbowl party planned at our house. Lenny's mom and dad got here a little before the game started. It had stopped snowing and they said the drive out was fine. So of course we told everyone the party was still on. I'm not kidding... not 5 minutes after I got off the phone with everyone it started snowing again. About 20 minutes later I got a call from Brandee saying they might need some help. They were stuck at the bottom of our street! So I sent Lenny down to get them and then I started calling the rest of the family to tell them it wasn't such a good idea for them to be coming anymore. When Heather answered the phone all I heard was OH SHOOT! OH SHOOT! She was in the middle of getting stuck at the bottom of a hill by our house! So Lenny got her while he was out looking for Jared and Brandee (who in the meantime had made it up the hill on their own - I think Jared had to get new tires the next day). Thank goodness for DVR's because this was all going on after the game had started. Everyone else made it up okay in their 4 wheel drives and snow plow. I NEVER KNEW THERE WERE SUCH DIE-HARD FOOTBALL FANS IN THE FAMILY! Apparently it was an awesome game though and all the guys enjoyed it while the kids played and the women chatted. So thanks to everyone who braved those crazy hills and made it out and thanks for all the good eats.