Archive | September, 2005


29 Sep

MovableType Support finally stepped up. Thanks to Sarah, who pointed out that I was out of server space. After a quick upgrade, I’m back in business! It was a fix that was totally easy and made complete sense. Too bad my mad attempts to rebuild the site over and over and over weren’t good enough! I never claimed to be technical!!!

Thanks to Krisalis, who offered to save the day once again if MT Support didn’t step up!


29 Sep

Well, I take back what I said about MovableType support… I finally was able to log into their support system, and the responder had a good point… I’m out of server space! That is the reason why things went funky all of a sudden. So, I’m in the process of upgrading my hosting account, and all should be normal soon.

And, within the next hour and a half, for the first time in my life, I’ll be an official home owner with my name on the title and everything. (Joint owner with JB, of course.) Scary stuff, but exciting, too. Can’t wait to be moved in and settled!

This next week is sure to be a flurry of activity around the Bellin households, as we own two homes for the next week!

MT Sucks

28 Sep

By the way, I’m coming to the conclusion that MoveableType sucks. Just recently, the functionality that permits me to upload photos broke.

And now, for some reason, my right navigation is mysteriously gone. I haven’t changed a thing.

I tried the fix that worked last time — rebuilding all pages. Well, that never quite fixed my right navigation bar.

It has now been two weeks since I’ve been trying to contact MovableType support, and I keep getting generic replies from the support desk that shows that they ARE NOT EVEN READING MY EMAILS.

I may have to switch platforms, but Lord knows I don’t have time to be dinking around with that right now.

So, hang tight, and I’ll try to get everything fixed sooner or later.

Things Are Going Great, I’ve Gotta Wear Shades

28 Sep

After 11 long hours of travel, I am back home in Nevada. For the first time since I left home on Saturday, I had to whip out my sunglasses. The weather is absolutely glorious here… It’s a cool 70 degrees without a cloud in the sky, and while I was gone for five days, the trees have erupted into shades of gold.

I had a good time in NYC. I got to hang out with my sister-in-law, who visited all the sites with me, despite the fact that she’s lived there for seven or so years.

Before I go into details, I must pack, as we are moving this weekend. I don’t want to jinx things, but I think we’re about to emerge from real estate hell. Please, please, please let that be the case.

So, in life and in the weather, the sun is shining. And as much as I enjoy to travel and see the big city, there truly is no place like home.

I Want To Wake Up In The City That Never Sleeps

23 Sep

I’m leavin’ on a jet plane tomorrow bound for New York City. I have a conference there Monday and Tuesday, but Saturday night and all day Sunday, I’ll be chillin’ with my sister-in-law, CB, in the city that never sleeps.

But I guarantee I’ll be sleeping, because pregnant ladies have to sleep.

Expect details on my trip by Thursday… I’ve refused to take my ancient heavy laptop, as the trip is too long to deal with that dinosaur.

Last night, I began singing Frank Sinatra’s New York song to the hubby, who promptly begged me to stop. I then started whispering the lyrics, which resulted in a sharp elbow jab to my ribs.

I may not be much of a singer, but here are Frank’s timeless lyrics:

New York, New York

Start spreading the news, I’m leaving today (but it’s really tomorrow)
I want to be a part of it – New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it – New York, New York

I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn’t sleep
And find I’m king of the hill – top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away
I’ll make a brand new start of it – in old New York
If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere
It’s up to you – New York, New York

New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find I’m a number one, top of the list, king of the hill
A number one

These little town blues, are melting away
I’m gonna make a brand new start of it – in old new york
And if I can make it there, I’m gonna make it anywhere

It up to you – New York, New York

Not Much To Say

21 Sep

You all will have to forgive me if I take a brief hiatus from this site… I’ve been so wound up in real estate hell that I can’t think of anything fun or witty to say here, and I don’t need to update you daily on this saga, as it would bore you to tears.

So hang in there. I’ll be back once we get our lives back in order.

Site Down

21 Sep

Sorry for the down time on my site today. It just mysteriously went down, and I was frantically trying to get support from MovableType to fix it, and I couldn’t get a hold of anyone, and meanwhile I came up with the fix myself: rebuild all pages of the site. Miraculously, it worked.

No thanks to your tech support, MT.

Boxed In

21 Sep

For a few weeks, I spent every day after work searching for boxes. I’d go behind stores and look by their dumpsters for boxes. After many days and a lot of diligence, I collected what I thought was a good supply of boxes.

When I brought them home, JB suggested that we just throw them in the side yard, as there wasn’t much room in the garage.

That was a swell idea until about 1:00 am last night, when a massive downpour of rain started. I woke to the rain, and immediately thought of all of those boxes, and how if they got ruined, we’d be in even more of a predicament, as we have very limited time to pack right now.

I sat there in bed fretting for a few minutes, and then decided I had to do something. I put on my long rain coat, and opened the garage and moved all of those boxes into the garage. It wasn’t a pretty sight — pregnant lady in a rain coat in the rain moving her boxes at 1:00 am.

Of course, JB, who hasn’t managed to collect a single box for the cause, wasn’t worried at all. In fact, he woke up, put on his robe, and came into the garage just as I finished to tell me that I was crazy.

Maybe, but I knew that I couldn’t handle more stress than has been dealt to me.

Trying Not To Panic

20 Sep

Well, we’ve officially walked away from dream house because of mold issues. Imagine — mold in the middle of the desert.

And, we’ve been told that we can’t rent back our current home from the people buying our house, so we’re out on our ears come Oct. 7.

And no place to move into.

Seriously trying not to panic……

Have I mentioned that I’ll be in New York on a business trip for five days between now and then?! Yeah, wonderful timing on all of this.

Not Yet Homeless

19 Sep

Well, we decided to let the dream house go, and found another, bigger house that we put in an offer for on Saturday. We should hear back from them today. *fingers crossed*

I think my problems last week were mainly due to hormonal surges. Ever since Friday afternoon, I have been upbeat about the whole situation, and truly enjoyed the weekend. I’m just hoping that last week wasn’t a preview of post-pardem depression, because that sucked.


16 Sep

OK, I’m doing much better. I tell you, it’s all about the endorphines… Right after I work out, my mood is immediately 100% better. Life is good again. Everything is still up in the air, but at least I’m feeling chipper! Happy Friday!

More on the Stress

16 Sep

Last night, my husband said to me, “you’re the saddest pregnant lady I’ve ever seen.”

I can’t help it. The dream house we’ve been watching since June is slowly slipping away from us, due to problems that have turned up in the inspections. We haven’t heard back yet from the buyers of our current house to see if we can rent back from them for a month, so there is a strong possibility we could be moving into a rental in two weeks.

Two weeks!!!

Yes, I’m freaking out. JB, of course, says I should enjoy the excitement and roll with it. Easy for him to say after three glasses of wine. Oh, how I could use a good wine buzz right now to make this all go away for a few hours.

And if I’m not calling you talk about the house deal problems, it’s because I can’t really talk about it without crying. It’s probably the stress and my hormones, as I know I’m overreacting and it’s not something you should cry about, but I can’t control the tears.

I keep trying to tell myself that the people ravaged by Katrina really did lose their home and all of their possessions. But I can’t help being sad about having to be out of our current home in two weeks without a nice new home to move into.

To make things worse last night, Tucker tried to commit suicide. We usually take the dogs out for a walk really late at night, that way we can let them off the leash and run without having to deal with other dogs or other people. There is one street we have to cross to get to the path where we walk the dogs. At the time of night we go out, there is never traffic.

Well, last night, we held the dogs by their collars until we reached that street, and then let them run across to the path. Next thing I know, a SUV comes speeding around the corner.

Now, Tucker is a herding dog. He turned around to see that we had stopped for this vehicle, and came sprinting back across the street towards us, right in front of the vehicle. As I saw him coming, I screamed at him, “Stay!”, but he kept coming. The SUV came to a halt just before it would have hit my dog. As all of this happened, I screamed, clutching to JB’s arm, knowing there was nothing more I could do.

Thankfully, the pooch is OK, and I’ve learned my lesson to hold onto his collar until we have crossed the street. But, man, did that get my adrenaline pumping, and I couldn’t get visions of what could have happened out of my head. It was just one last piece of stress I absolutely didn’t need last night.

This morning, I had an e-mail from in my inbox. This is what it said, ironically:

What are my hormones doing to my emotions?

As most pregnant women will tell you, nine months of growing a baby can take a toll on your emotional health. Hormones are often blamed for this increased sensitivity, and rightly so. The following are some common hormonal reactions that affect your emotions:

Progesterone – This hormone is responsible for stopping menstruation and decreasing the ability of your uterus to contract. It is also linked to PMS, promoting depression, fatigue, etc.

Prolactin – This hormone is responsible for maintaining your production of breast milk. Its side effects can be fatigue and mild depression.

Estrogen – This hormone is best known for triggering breast tenderness and swelling when pregnant. It can also cause irritability and anxiety.

So, I know I’m overreacting to all of this, but I think rightly so, considering the hormones pulsing through my system. I just can’t wait to get everything ironed out. I’m not good at dealing with the unknown.

And by the way, I know it’s bad to fret while pregnant, so I’ve been sure to take a few extra naps this week and workout every day to keep a steady flow of endorphines pumping through my system. That has helped matters immensely.


14 Sep

I’m stressed… We still don’t know if the deal is going to go through on the new house, and we still have to be out of our current house Oct. 7.

There is a potential shake up at the top of my organization, which always makes me paraniod of future lay-offs.

So, my overactive imagination has me homeless and out of a job in the near future.

Things will probably be OK, but why, oh, why, couldn’t everything just fall into place?

Don’t Rub It In My Face

13 Sep

This past weekend, I decided it was time to get new underwear. My pre-pregnancy underwear had taken to sliding down under my belly, and I was getting sick of having to pull it up constantly.

Instead of buying maternity underwear, I just bought some bigger underwear with more, uh, coverage.

OK, they are full-on granny panties.

And when I got home, I put them on and noticed the brand on the tag:


Oh, that is so ironic that it is WRONG.

New Home Pics

12 Sep

Photos of the new house are here. We’re still in escrow, and fighting our way through it, but hopefully it will close next week.

Lack of Excitement

12 Sep

Not much to report from the weekend. JB had to work both Saturday and Sunday, leaving me time to start packing, collect more boxes, take the dogs for a walk and swim both days.

I went to some friends’ house last night with my brother, Chuck and sister-in-law, Audra. These friends recently moved to town, and they have a 15 month old daughter. It was fun watching my niece, Kacey play with their daughter. Plus, I got to witness Kacey’s very first steps, which was really exciting for me.

When I got home last night, JB and I started to watch a documentary on September 11 last night, but I think JB could tell that isn’t really the thing a woman hopped up on pregnancy hormones should be watching, so he turned the TV to ESPN and I went to bed to read for a while. That day is still etched in my memory, so no need to upset me needlessly right now, is there?

I prefer to think of happier thoughts on September 11, like the birthday of my sister-in-law, CB. She lives the New York City area, and has such a positive attitude about sharing her birthday with such a horrific event. Hope you had a great day, CB! I’ll be traveling to NYC on business in a few weeks, and can’t wait to get in some quality girl time with her!

And now, I return you to your normal boring Monday programming…

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

8 Sep

Well, things are all a buzz around me now that we’ve announced that we’re having a little girl.

The number one comment?!

“That’s going to be one tall girl.”

Keep in mind my husband is 6’6 1/2″.

Of course, our response is, “athletic scholarship!” (A response we stole from JB’s brother, who currently has a daughter that is off the charts for size.)

I’m mostly scared about how big she will grow inside of my womb, because as we all know, she has to come out sometime. Yikes!

We are now starting serious discussions on names, which bums me out because my #1 name choice has been vetoed. I guess I have five more months to sell him on it, though.

Full Disclosure

7 Sep

OK, sorry to make all of you wait. Here you go:


Now, hopefully my daughter will forgive me for posting a picture of her private parts on my website before she was even born!

According to the sonogram technician, everything is looking good for our little girl. More thoughts on GIRL POWER to come!

I’ll leave you with the shot that the technician called the “Take me to your leader” shot because she looks just like a little alien:


It’s A….

6 Sep

Our little one was very cooperative at the ultrasound appointment today. We now know what we’re having…

But I must make you guys wait a bit longer, at least until all of the family is informed!

Let’s just say I’m thrilled!

Shopping for Comfort

6 Sep

This weekend, I did what I usually avoid… I went to the mall. I finally decided that I was in desperate need of new bras, as mine had become the most uncomfortable item of clothing I was wearing on a daily basis.

For the first time since I was probably 12, I got professionally measured. I marched up to the JC Pennies counter and asked a complete stranger to fit me for a bra. So, there we went into a dressing room together, and I stripped off my shirt.

That was when I learned that I had been wearing bras that are now two sizes too small for me. No wonder I was so uncomfortable. The woman then proceeded to bring bras in to me, and then stand in my dressing room while I tried them on. So yes, I was naked from the chest up with a complete stranger in the dressing room.

It was so worth it. The bras are incredibly comfortable, so much so that I had to wear one out of the store. Thank you, JC Pennies certified bra fitter! I love you!!!

I have new house pics, but have to upload them, so keep an eye out.

The Pain in the Night

1 Sep

On Tuesday night, I was peacefully sleeping, and in my sleep, I rolled over to change positions.

That was when I was abruptly awaken by a sharp pain in my belly, making me gasp, grab my belly and think HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, WHAT THE *BLEEP* WAS THAT?!

Of course, JB kind of grunted in response, but that was it. I sat up on my elbows and said grumpily to him, “No really, I’m fine, thanks. Don’t worry about me!”

Thankfully, it went away as quickly as it set in, and I remembered reading something about round ligament pain. When I looked it up on, that is exactly what it must have been.

Just another example of things you have NO IDEA ABOUT before the baby is firmly implanted in your belly!

Check it out:

What is round ligament pain?

It’s generally a brief, sharp, stabbing pain or a longer-lasting dull ache that women commonly feel in the lower abdomen or groin, starting in the second trimester of pregnancy. You may feel it as a short jabbing sensation if you suddenly change position, such as when you’re getting up from a bed or chair or when you cough, roll over in bed, or get out of the bathtub. Or you may feel it as a dull ache after a particularly active day, say when you’ve been walking a lot or doing some other physical activity.

The round ligaments support your uterus in your pelvis. As your uterus grows during pregnancy, the ligaments stretch and thicken to accommodate and support it. These changes can occasionally cause you pain on one or both sides of your abdomen. You may feel the pain starting from deep inside your groin, moving upward and outward on either side to the top of your pelvis (where your hips are). The pain is internal, but if you were to trace it on your skin, it would follow the bikini line on a very high-cut bathing suit.