Well, Alex is finally a big brother. He has waited patiently for 9 months and is just thrilled to death over the arrival of Jeffrey.
Jeffrey weighed in at 10 lbs 4 oz and was 22 inches long. He shocked the operating room when he came out. They called UT while we were still on the table.
He is a little blondie and has the cutest little lips and ears. He never opens his eys so I have no clue what color they are yet. He sleeps and eats, sleeps then eats some more. Alex isn't that impressed.
Dogfood is being the mother hen. Peanut likes him better now that Aunt Lesley covered him in lotion (he likes to lick babies and lotion). Sassy is just wanting to sleep with Mommy again but Dogfood won't let her in the room.
Grandma Susan is being worn out by Alex, but is now enjoying baby Jeffrey since we came home 2 days earlier than expected. I just couldn't stand being alone in the hospital. It is way better to be home and comfortable. Aunt Lesley surprised us Friday night when we finally got home from the hospital. She wasn't supposed to come until a few weeks from now. She just can't resist babies!
Daddy and Alex went to the bar today to watch the Pitt game. Jeffrey and I stayed home and spent some quiet time together. Grandma and Aunt Lesley met Daddy and Alex at the bar to have lunch and bring Alex home. Pitt won, so it was a good day in our house.
That is it for now, I will try to post more often and keep you all up to date on the Guazzo Family Chronicles.
Janice & Company
FUN FUN FUN....the only cure is delivering baby early.
So with that said, we may have baby earlier than expected. I should know by Tuesday if they are going to want me in there early.
This will be a week to week thing. Every Friday they will be testing the blood to see if it is elevated and then deciding on Monday what to do. I am still scheduled for Oct 19th so it is a waiting game now!
Wish us luck.
There were 3 good arguments that Jesus could have been Black:
1. He called everyone "brother"
2. He liked Gospel
3. He couldn't get a fair trial.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:
1. He went into His Fathers business.
2. He lived at home until he was 33.
3. He was sure his Mother was a virgin and his mother was sure he was God.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus could have been
1. He talked with his hands.
2. He had wine with every meal.
3. He used olive oil.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus could have been a
1. He never cut his hair.
2. He walked around barefoot all the time.
3. He started a new religion.
But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus could have been
1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.
But the most compelling evidence of all - 3 proofs that Jesus could have
been a woman:
1. He fed a crowd at a moment's notice when there was no food.
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn't
3 And even when he was dead, He had to get up because there was more work
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He watched the Pooh Heffelump movie that arrived in the mail today from Netflix. He is watching it again now and trying to go to sleep.
Mom called to let me know she drove to VA this afternoon to rescue my grandmother again. She is apparently dying again. We will see.
Our tv satelite was out for a few days due to a circuit breaker being tripped, we also had a flood because the same plug was for the heat/AC condensation pump. The joy of home ownership!
Oh well, more tomorrow.
I have also been working on his wish lists for gifts. Very hard for the kid who has everything. Although there is a difference in intelligence for toys these days. He is doing puzzles all the time, 100 piece ones too.
Birthday Wish Lists
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Click here for list link
CLOTHING Gift Certificates -we have no idea what size he will be come winter he is wearing 4T shirts nicely and squeezing into 3T pants cause the 4Ts are too long.
Play Doh - just plain we have enough gadgets
Hope these ideas help those who need suggestions. And we hope you all can make it to the party (probably being held on Sept 3rd Labor Day Weekend).
Our builder came to visit this morning to tell me he was going to fill in the swamp/river/lake on our property line so our fence can get built this coming week. I was happy, until he came back after dumping a truck or two of dirt and then spreading it and almost sinking his machine in the mud....he needs to start all over and get a bigger machine to dig with. It is so muddy it will never drain right if they don't do it over.
So another couple weeks without a fence!!!
Alex went to bed without Binky again. He did ask for it once, but I told him it was just gone. He did wake up early this morning talking in his sleep and he went back on his own.
We did not make it to the water park, because boys who poop in their pants don't go the waterpark. We ran some errands around town instead to get out of the house. We played outside for a little while in the pool and the sand table.
It was an early night, we have no tv this weekend, our satelite went out on Thursday and it is going to be fixed this week. Catching up on movies I rented from Blockbuster online instead of crappy tv.
He only cried for about 15 minutes and then I went in and was telling him to count to 20 over and over again (something to do with his mouth). It worked! He got tired enough and finally fell asleep. It is now approaching 1 hour of sleep we will see what happens when he awakes in the middle of the night and I have to explain to him that binky is gone. Wish me luck.
On the potty training front, all is not well! We have been very lazy this week about pooping and have had some wetting accidents because we are too busy playing toys. Hopefully it will go better this week.
Sunday, June 30, 2002
By Suzanne Martinson, Post-Gazette Food Editor
You might not realize it, but Tennessee is three states, and my husband, Ace, I always feel sad when we see our former home state -- East Tennessee and the beautiful Smoky Mountains -- get short shrift.
So, in the interest of equal time, I come to you today to sing the praises of East Tennessee. Tennessee is a long skinny state. In fact, Canada is closer to parts of East Tennessee than is Memphis, the nominal capital of West Tennessee. The capital of Middle Tennessee is Nashville, also the site of the state Capitol (the one cited in grade school geography books).
Given the bad blood that evolved after East Tennessee sympathized with the Union in what Southerners refer to as the War of Northern Aggression, few were probably surprised when Nashville "stole" country music from Knoxville, the ET capital where we lived for nearly three years. For years, state tax money went to parts of the state more loyal to "The Cause."
One thing East Tennessee was able to hang onto is the University of Tennessee, and that manifests itself in unusual ways. Just as Pittsburgh has about as much in common with Philadelphia as a lover of spa cuisine has in common with a chocoholic, true-blue Southerners wonder about the college's parentage.
When a former Knoxville News-Sentinel co-worker, who was raised near Memphis, told her Baptist preacher that she planned to attend college -- voluntarily -- with the Tennessee Volunteers, he took her hand, led her to the altar, told her to get down on her knees and he'd pray for her everlasting soul -- because "You're leavin' the South."
It is a shock to move to a place where grown men don bright orange pants each fall Saturday and cheer on the Vols, though our newspaper was sure it knew the answer when it asked in a huge, orange headline, "Orange U a Vol?"
The Vols may have their ups and downs, but their fans hang in there, as in no other place I've lived. East Tennesseeans are soothingly polite, yet the only time I heard anybody honk a car horn was the weekend of the 'Bama game.
Last week, Dorothy Brush, a native of Ohio who retired to Crossville in East Tennessee and now writes for the Crossville Chronicle, was in Pittsburgh for the columnists' convention. She and I believe ET winters are just about the best you can get -- sunny, crisp, with a little snow you know is going to make a pretty splash, then disappear.
The hot, humid summers can make your clothes stick like honey to a warm biscuit, though. I don't think I've ever been as hot as doing aerobics in an un-air-conditioned Y in downtown Knoxville.
Yet Ace and I worked with a guy who was philosophically opposed to air conditioning (he probably thought it was a plot by Northern interlopers). Although it didn't take me long to shuck my synthetic clothes for cotton, another friend reveled in the hot, sticky weather -- of course, he considered Vietnam's temperatures ideal.
Like Western Pennsylvania, East Tennessee seems a land unto itself, a friendly land, I might add. But it's hilly and didn't have the agricultural land to support many Scarlett O'Hara plantations. Its richness is in its people, the kind of folk who once sat on the front porch and picked out a tune on the guitar. Kids in those parts didn't have music lessons -- they had Uncle Joe or Aunt Minnie to teach them to fiddle.
Country music was bred and born in East Tennessee, natives say, and if Nashville hadn't lured away the main country radio station, maybe Dolly Parton wouldn't have had to leave her birthplace just south of Knoxville to find fame and fortune. She came home to found Dollywood, though.
East Tennessee's richness wasn't just in its musicians. It is command central for storytellers, the kind of place where our wonderful minister earned his master's degree in storytelling. And the so-called "Southern writer" doesn't just spring up unguided -- he or she listened and learned from uncles rocking on the back porch, mothers and aunts swapping stories around the kitchen table after a meal of corn bread baked in a cast-iron skillet, country ham and greens. It's not everywhere you find banana pudding in every deli case, and don't forget the biscuits, as light as a Smoky Mountain breeze.
Well, maybe they weren't so light the way I enjoyed them. Each morning en route to work, I'd stop at the drive-in window for a sausage-and-biscuit sandwich. The biscuits were warm in the white wrapper, and the coffee was still hot when I settled in behind my desk in our air-conditioned office.
"Air conditioning ruined the South," old-timers will tell you. "That, and the durned tee-vee."
Well, it's not ruined yet. Sure, we were lured to and actually liked the strange mysticism that surrounds Elvis Presley's Graceland in Memphis as much as we loved sitting on the stage while the Grand Ole Opry stars sang their tunes in Nashville. But best of all, we liked our town of Seymour, Tenn., about 15 miles south of Knoxville. Our motto: See More of Seymour.
This spring I got mighty lonesome for East Tennessee. Ross had a great spring for dogwoods, which scream the name of our former home. In April in East Tennessee, Ace and I could roll down the windows of our car and let the warm breeze in as we took in a wonderland of dogwoods in the woods, which also were sprinkled with redbuds as a grace note. Dogwoods graced every spare piece of space, and they were spectacular.
Someone from out of state once asked the rep for the annual Dogwood Arts Festival, "Well, do you, like, have anything besides dogwoods?"
"They're really quite a lot," she said with a sigh. But maybe it's one of those you-just-have-to-be-there things.
Like seeing Dolly in her home stomping ground, where a statue of her and her guitar graces the courthouse lawn in Sevierville, the Sevier County seat. And, yes, a sausage-and-biscuit sandwich for breakfast.
When you live someplace new, there are always differences you never get used to. We lived in East Tennessee for three years, and we never got used to this conversation:
Hostess: "Would you like a coke?"
She: "What kind?"
In that part of the world, coke was a generic term for what some states call pop, others soda. They called the brand Co-Cola. Atlanta, of course, is Coca-Cola headquarters, and they've got a museum to prove it.
2 cups sugar
2 cups all-purpose flour
1 1/2 cups small marshmallows
1/2 cup butter or margarine
1/2 cup vegetable oil
3 tablespoons cocoa
1 cup Coca-Cola
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 cup buttermilk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 cup butter (1 stick)
3 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa
6 tablespoons Coca-Cola
1 box (16 ounces) confectioners' sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 cup chopped pecans
For cake: Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a bowl, sift together sugar and flour. Add marshmallows. In saucepan, mix butter, oil, cocoa and Coca-Cola. Bring to a boil, and pour over dry ingredients; blend well. Dissolve baking soda in buttermilk just before adding to batter along with eggs and vanilla extract, mixing well. Pour into a well-greased 9-by-13-inch pan, and bake 35 to 45 minutes. Remove from oven and frost immediately.
For frosting: Combine butter, cocoa and Coca-Cola in a saucepan. Bring to a boil and pour over confectioners' sugar, blending well. Add vanilla extract and pecans. Spread over hot cake. When cool, cut into squares and serve. Makes 15 servings.
Myra and Jean Johnson, Plain and Fancy Catering
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You Know You're From North Jersey When... You live within 45 minutes of at least three different malls.
Someone at the beach once called you a benny.
You can see the New York City skyline from some part of your town.
You know what CCM is and a good percentage of people from your high school go there.
You've seen or been in a fight between a Rangers fan and a Devils fan.
You have or know someone with mafia connections too.
You think the New York Jets should be called the New Jersey Jets.
You have at least one friend who drives a truck.
You've been camping.
You've been in a town or city where Spanish is spoken more than English.
You can't remember when Clifton didn't win a softball championship.
You know where to get drugs in Paterson, Newark, or New York.
You've been to a party in the woods.
You've purchased fireworks in Chinatown.
You played in a P.A.L league.
You liked the Jets even before this season.
You know where to get a freshly cooked Taylor Ham, Egg and Cheese sandwich at 2 a.m.
You've been to the Sussex County Fair.
You remember Action Park and may have been seriously injured there.
At some time you got on the wrong highway trying to get out of Willowbrook Mall.
Z-100 used to be your favorite radio station, now it's K-Rock.
You think people from South Jersey talk funny.
Every single place you've ever worked had a "back" that was entirely staffed by hispanic people with the radio blasting salsa music.
Most of your friends are at least 2 different ethinic groups (probably one of them being italian)
You'd rather be getting tortured in the jungles of vietnam than on ANY highway in north jersey at rush hour.
You think that even people living in South Jersey are hicks.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from North Jersey.
Alex is going to have a little brother!
We had our sonogram today and everything looks great. Baby Guazzo #2 is due Oct 26th.
We are also visiting NJ on Memorial Day weekend and will be in Oakland if anyone wants to get together let us know ASAP.
Alex had a fun play date on Thursday with his buddy Gracie. They painted pictures and a mother's day card for me. They made lego castles and ate peanut butter on crackers. A very exciting day!
Today Alex and Daddy went to the mall to pick out a present for me for mother's day. I met them there after getting Daddy's car oil change and my nails done. We had lunch and then Alex pitched a fit (his new thing at the the mall) and cried all the way back to the car. Then he cried all the way home. At least then he took a nap! After his nap we went outside and his friend Zach came over and played in the sand box and rode tricycles with him. Oh what fun to be a boy.
Oh well, that is our exciting TN news for the day.
Daddy left today for a trip to VA for business and he won't be back till Tuesday night. Then he is off to Tulsa OK on Wednesday night. We miss him already.
Today was a sleepy day, we woke up not feeling too good. Slight head colds, but Alex is coughing too. He slept for a few hours this afternoon and so did I. We went outside after dinner and played bubbles and weed whacked the grass around the patio, something Daddy always forgets to do.
Alex is now downstairs doing water color paints...and probably wearing or drinking the rinse water. So I must go and see what he is up to. Have a great week!
We did a little flower planting, Alex is really good at digging holes. He even has his own Sponge Bob garden gloves. We planted some summer bulbs and some annuals in pots for the deck. We also planted some perennials in pots on the patio.
The week begins tomorrow with gymnastics and "Miss Whitney Teacher" Alex's first crush. Then maybe we will go play with Gracie our neighbor (his new best friend).
Alex has been just keeping us busier than ever. His sense of humor is a bit on the strange side...wonder where he gets that from? His vocabulary is amazing, more so his personality behind the words. His newest thing is SUPER ALEX...Saves the Day! Too much watching Super Grover on Sesame Street. He loves to draw, paint, color, and use "snips" as he says. I actually let him play with scissors!
We have been able to get outside a few times this month. Last weekend was almost 80 here and we enjoyed every minute of it. Alex helped us seed the lawn and pick rocks out of the ground so daddy wouldn't mow them.
Alex is learning how to hit a baseball and actually doing pretty well. He loves to kick the ball like soccer, he will do that for hours. Daddy has also taught him how to play Grand Theft Auto (which I am not too happy about). He plays his own Playstation downstairs and has his own Dora game that he has figured out pretty well. We go to gymnastics once a week and he is getting so much better at it. He loves his teacher "Whitney Teacher" as he calls her.
Out cats are getting along pretty well. We adopted another cat in December. She was hanging outside our house for a week or so and I let her in the garage to keep warm until I could get Tony to agree to let her in. After a good report at the vet, "Sassy Cat" as Alex named her is now the Queen of the crew. Dogfood has just given up, and Peanut absolutely loves the company. Peanut and Sassy play together constantly...Dogfood will break it up if they get to rough.
Tony is enjoying work still, even though it is very busy. He due for some travel this month.
We are getting out pool finally! It should be done by mid-May. So come on out for a visit!
That is it for now. Gotta try to get Alex to bed, the clock change is going to screw us up royally!
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