Hey you know what?
I'M GETTING MARRIED! I'M GETTING MARRIED! I'M GETTING MARRIED!
posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 19:44
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Monday, October 31, 2005
Talk about ironic
When I found out I was pregnant (with Elle, before I knew if I was having a girl or boy), I came up with this name for a boy, Donal Brennan. I took this quiz (using Kelly's name) which comes up with random Irish / Celtic names.
| Your Irish Name Is... |
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posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 19:38
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...and your Halloween costume should be...
| Your Haloween Costume Should Be |
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posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 19:26
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The Wedding Party
Bridal Party:
Bride = Natalie
Matron-of-honor = Julie
Bridesmaid = Betsy
Bridesmaid = Ronni
Bridesmaid = Laurie
Usherette = Chrystol
Usherette = Jen
Usherette = Nikki
Usherette = Missy
Usherette = Rozen
Flowergirl = Elisabeta
Flowergirl = Adrianna
Groom's Dudes:
Groom = Kelly
Bestman = Adam
Groomsman = Ken
Groomsman = Mike
Usher = Heath
Usher = Mike
Usher = Travis
Ringbearer = Ben
Parents and Families:
Bride Mommy = Louise
Bride Mother = Monica
Stepfather = Johnny
Brother = Daniel
Brother = Tim
Aunt = Carol
Cowpaw = Bill
Groom Mom = Sandy
Groom Dad = Mike
Uncle = Ron
Aunt = Judi
Bride = Natalie
Matron-of-honor = Julie
Bridesmaid = Betsy
Bridesmaid = Ronni
Bridesmaid = Laurie
Usherette = Chrystol
Usherette = Jen
Usherette = Nikki
Usherette = Missy
Usherette = Rozen
Flowergirl = Elisabeta
Flowergirl = Adrianna
Groom's Dudes:
Groom = Kelly
Bestman = Adam
Groomsman = Ken
Groomsman = Mike
Usher = Heath
Usher = Mike
Usher = Travis
Ringbearer = Ben
Parents and Families:
Bride Mommy = Louise
Bride Mother = Monica
Stepfather = Johnny
Brother = Daniel
Brother = Tim
Aunt = Carol
Cowpaw = Bill
Groom Mom = Sandy
Groom Dad = Mike
Uncle = Ron
Aunt = Judi
posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 19:14
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THE BIRTH ORDER OF CHILDREN
Your Clothes:
1st baby:
You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.
2nd baby:
You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.
3rd baby:
Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.
Preparing for the Birth:
1st baby:
You practice your breathing religiously.
2nd baby:
You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.
3rd baby:
You ask for an epidermal in your eighth month.
The Layette:
1st baby:
You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.
2nd baby:
You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.
3rd baby:
Boys can wear pink, can't they?
Worries:
1st baby:
At the first sign of distress-a whimper, a frown-you pick up the baby.
2nd baby:
You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.
3rd baby:
You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.
Pacifier:
1st baby:
If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.
2nd baby:
When the pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.
3rd baby:
You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.
Diapering:
1st baby:
You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need it or not.
2nd baby:
You change their diaper every two to three hours, if needed.
3rd baby:
You try to change their diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to their knees.
Activities:
1st baby:
You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.
2nd baby:
You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.
3rd baby:
You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.
Going Out:
1st baby:
The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.
2nd baby:
Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.
3rd baby:
You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.
At Home:
1st baby:
You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.
2nd baby:
You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.
3rd baby:
You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children.
Swallowing Coins (a favorite):
1st child:
When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the hospital and demand x-rays.
2nd child:
When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for the coin to pass.
3rd child :
When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his allowance!!
Pass this on to everyone you know who has children...or anyone who KNOWS someone who has had children... (The older the mother, the funnier this is!)
GRANDCHILDREN: God's reward for allowing your children to live .
1st baby:
You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.
2nd baby:
You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.
3rd baby:
Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.
Preparing for the Birth:
1st baby:
You practice your breathing religiously.
2nd baby:
You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.
3rd baby:
You ask for an epidermal in your eighth month.
The Layette:
1st baby:
You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.
2nd baby:
You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.
3rd baby:
Boys can wear pink, can't they?
Worries:
1st baby:
At the first sign of distress-a whimper, a frown-you pick up the baby.
2nd baby:
You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.
3rd baby:
You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.
Pacifier:
1st baby:
If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.
2nd baby:
When the pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.
3rd baby:
You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.
Diapering:
1st baby:
You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need it or not.
2nd baby:
You change their diaper every two to three hours, if needed.
3rd baby:
You try to change their diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to their knees.
Activities:
1st baby:
You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.
2nd baby:
You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.
3rd baby:
You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.
Going Out:
1st baby:
The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.
2nd baby:
Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.
3rd baby:
You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.
At Home:
1st baby:
You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.
2nd baby:
You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.
3rd baby:
You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children.
Swallowing Coins (a favorite):
1st child:
When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the hospital and demand x-rays.
2nd child:
When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for the coin to pass.
3rd child :
When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his allowance!!
Pass this on to everyone you know who has children...or anyone who KNOWS someone who has had children... (The older the mother, the funnier this is!)
GRANDCHILDREN: God's reward for allowing your children to live .
posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 18:56
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Thursday, October 20, 2005
I still can not stop crying...this is graphic...and very disturbing...and so wrong
fur trade
I watched that video (that a friend sent the link) in horror. I am still crying. I can't believe that people are that cruel. The poor animals could not even move. They were broken (in just about every way possible) and bleeding. I can't get the image of the people skinning the cat while talking and laughing.
I watched that video (that a friend sent the link) in horror. I am still crying. I can't believe that people are that cruel. The poor animals could not even move. They were broken (in just about every way possible) and bleeding. I can't get the image of the people skinning the cat while talking and laughing.
posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 22:12
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From my friend Susan (Liz)
A REAL TRUE FRIEND
Are you sick of all those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound like Hallmark cards, and never come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that really speak to true friendship:
1. When you are sad - I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.
2. When you are blue - I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile - I will know you've finally had sex.
4. When you are scared - I will rag on you about it every chance I get.
5. When you are worried, I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and tell you to quit whining.
6. When you are confused - I will use little words.
7. When you are sick - stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.
8. When you fall - I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.
This is my oath...I pledge it till the end. Why, you ask?
Because you are my friend.
Send this to 10 of your closest friends, then get depressed because you can only think of two, and one of them isn't speaking to you anyway.
Remember: A good friend will help you move. A really good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel.
Are you sick of all those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound like Hallmark cards, and never come close to reality? Well, here is a series of promises that really speak to true friendship:
1. When you are sad - I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.
2. When you are blue - I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile - I will know you've finally had sex.
4. When you are scared - I will rag on you about it every chance I get.
5. When you are worried, I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be and tell you to quit whining.
6. When you are confused - I will use little words.
7. When you are sick - stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.
8. When you fall - I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.
This is my oath...I pledge it till the end. Why, you ask?
Because you are my friend.
Send this to 10 of your closest friends, then get depressed because you can only think of two, and one of them isn't speaking to you anyway.
Remember: A good friend will help you move. A really good friend will help you move a body. Let me know if I ever need to bring a shovel.
posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 21:18
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Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Bridal Shower
You know, as a girl you are raised dreaming of your wedding day and everything that goes with it. My bridal shower was cancelled by Hurricane Rita. I did not realize how important it was to me, until it was ruined and gone. I have actually been crying over this. I really wanted my bridal shower. It is a rite of passage. I waited until (I was thirty and) I knew that I found the right one, my soulmate. I will not have a second wedding. I know me. I really wanted to have a bridal shower. Now I won't ever get one.
posted by Celtic Gypsy @ 13:21
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