I'm a Scaredy Cat

{our nest}


I spent the majority of the weekend alternating between nesting and eating fun size candy bars. Not a bad life, I tell ya.

Something that is bad?
Getting sucked into watching "Orphan" on the Lifetime Channel.
In a moment of weakness, I will fall prey to a false sense of courage when it comes to scary stuff.
It's happened a handful of times.

Talking my parents into taking a 3 year old me on the Snow White ride at Disney World.
Talking my babysitter into letting me watch "Batman Returns" at age 4.
Talking my brother into letting me play the Windows '95 computer game "Are You Afraid of the Dark."

And of course,
"Friday Night Fright Night"
in college.
When I was trying to think of any excuse to spend time with Daniel, (pre-DTR*), cuddled under a blanket of course.

{*DTR=Define The Relationship talk}

Everything was going well, until the night we watched "The Grudge."
Over a holiday weekend.
Thus, a huge empty dark house (usually filled with bright lights and 55 girls) awaited me.
The hallway felt so long. Even though I ran down it.
And the bathroom? Yeah right. They always get you in the bathroom.
Didn't help that we had just watched "The Exorcism of Emily Rose" too.
Or that the only other girl in the sleeping porch with me had a tendency to sleep talk.

As I squeezed my eyes closed at 3AM,
I hear sleep-talk- girl start moaning.
and groaning.
and thrashing around in her bunk bed.
yelling "no no no!"
Then she screamed, sat straight up in her bed, turned to look at me, and slooooooowly laid back down.

I may or may not have yelled "Emily Rose" and thrown a Bible at her.
It's all a blur.


And that, my friends, was the end of "Friday Night Fright Night."


Happy Halloween!

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Yes. I Can.

{via}

Only a few weeks left to go until Baby Bean makes his grand debut.

I'm hoping weeks. I need to relish in a few more nights of uninterrupted happy-go-lucky slumber.

I also need a couple more motivational pep talks between me and the ol' cervix.

She got a little nervous again today...

{I'm assuming a cervix is a "she"}

after my midwife spoke these reassuring words:

"Oh wow. That's his head all the way down there. BIG! And what's this? Oh, that's his bottom. BIG!"

key word: BIG

from head to toe

Miss Cervix was like, "Ahhhh, hellz no!"

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Bikinis. October. Hormones. Oh my.

Note to Self

While organizing iPhoto, (and uber-prego), there will be a certain category of photographic proportions that should be avoided.

A time in life, not so long ago, when you spent hours. perhaps days. galavanting. frolicking.

in a bikini.

8% strips of spandex. 92% skin.

You might even be tempted to try on mr. summer of 2010 bikini.

Do a few crunches. ha.

Eat a carrot.

Twirl around the living room, all Sound of Music like, singing "I Have Confidence."

Then your husband will tell you how beautiful you look.right.now.

The most beautiful you ever have.

Baby Bean will give a fist pump in agreement.

And you'll believe it.

Life is good.

Just a reminder.

P.S.

The only reason you had abs in the first place, was because at the end of each workout...

Peanut Butter/Banana Eggos and Chocolate Milk reward.

That's really what this is all about.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

To Do or Not To Do

{young'ns}

I'm 23 and about to become a mom.

Because of that...

A million thoughts bombard me morning, noon, and night.

Breastfeeding? Cloth diapers? Can I sneak a Starbucks gift card onto the baby registry?

And, whether or not I should put my nose ring back in.

Otherwise known as a Quarter.Life.Crisis.

I've had it off and on for the past 5 years.

Or I guess, "in and out."

In when I lived in Hawaii.

Out when I lived in Africa.

In when I was a barista.

Out when I was a nanny.

In during the normal everyday.

Out during my wedding day.

In/Out? as a stay at home mama in Oregon?

I'm still cool enough to pull it off, right?

It'll pair nicely with the mom jeans.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Whim Wham Weekend #18

{The MAiZE}

White Mocha/Caramel Frappuccino

Food dates {here} {here} and {here}

Heartburn.

Community group.

Heartburn.

Early airport drop-off/donut pick-up

Heartburn.

NFL Red Zone/catching up on {this} show.

Heart.burn.lava.pit.of.mordor.

All in all. A fantastic weekend, minus the heartburn. Sure, I ate pretty much everything you aren't supposed to eat if you have heartburn. Coffee. Chocolate. Creole seasoning.

At 35 weeks pregnant though, Baby Bean is making me sweat regardless of what/when I eat.

He turns water into lava. A modern day little miracle maker that Bean is.

Until now, I was busting out the TUMS every night.

Then it was every few hours.

Every two hours.

It's all a blur.

Daniel was googling TUMS Rehab groups.

I'm happy to say, I have found my cure at Walgreens.

And with 4-ish weeks left, I say, "Bring on the fried everything!"

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

A Picture...1000 words.

{obviously, I was a bit enthusiastic for Fall...mainly Thanksgiving}



This is either the most amazing thing I've ever done. Or the most awkward.

It had to be done {Michaela}
It.had.to.be.done.

Not only does it show off my incredible photoshop skills,
it symbolizes much much more.

Friendship.
Blogging.
Pow-wow.
Guest Post.


Translation:

I'm over {here} today on the dear M's blog.
Sharing some She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not goodness.
Check it out.
I was on my best behavior and kept the awkward to a minimum.

I know, I know.
Now you all want me to guest post.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Hello 1988. Hello Giveaway Winner.

{Urban Decay Lip Color: Punch Drunk}

I was feeling a rocker-ish vibe today while getting ready.
Probably due to the major bedhead going on.
There was no escaping it.
Like REO Speedwagon said, "Can't fight this feeling."
Totally true.
Except I'm pretty sure he was singing about love.
And the fact that I even know that song makes me feel old.
Like I'm turning into my parents.
Then I realize, I am going to be a parent. soon.

Rock on.

{my excited giveaway/rockstar/in labor face}

P.S. The winner of the LuLu Wrap Giveaway is...

Alyssa {little baby mama bear}

Email me your info sweet thang!


xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Whim Wham Weekend #18

This weekend, my busy stud hubs brought work home with him.
He basically runs this city.

This weekend, I worked on eating 1/2 a pumpkin pie.



behind every great man is a great woman


xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Ooooh-La-La Makeup

{Obviously, the "Flatten Your Belly" does not apply to me. yet}

Details

Face: Laura Mercier Foundation Primer/Benefit Boi-ing Concealer/Stila Tinted Moisturizer in Bare/MAC Bronzer in Golden/Bare Escentuals Mineral Veil
Cheeks: NARS Blush in Orgasm/Benefit High Beam
Eyes: Urban Decay Naked Eye Palette/Stila Smudge Pot in Black/DiorShow Waterproof Mascara
Lips: MAC Lipstick in Creme d'Nude

P.S. "ORGASM" blush, "NAKED" eye palette, "Creme d'NUDE" lipstick
oh the irony.

Not that I ever read Cosmo or anything...
{Too much sex for this little innocent ol' heart to handle}

It's always like,
I'm reading on one page about how someone is racing to find the cure for cancer...
Incredibly intriguing and inspirational.
Perhaps I even wipe a tear from my eye.
and then, BAM, next page is how to pick your future husband based on his butt shape.
ok. so I move on.
I'm innocently reading about the newest moisturizing wonder lotion.
Perfect! My Grandma has been looking for something like this, I'll have to tell her about it, whatttt the...
BOOM, I've got shirtless men and cartoon depictions of the sideways samba.
arggghhhh. Grandmaaaaaa.

I'm just saying.

Marie Claire is more my style.

However, I did find my smokey eye inspiration from this Cosmo cover with Mila Kunis.
And I do enjoy getting glammed up from time to time.
Channel my past model life.
Even whilst 33 weeks pregnant.

I gotsta look sexy for my stud hubs.
who does have a great butt.

Didn't need a Cosmo article to help me out on that one.

Ok. and stopping.
now.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Giveaway: LuLu Wrap

{oh me oh my. i miss this}

After living in Rwanda, my heart/head learned several things

1). I wanted to have chubby little babies of my own someday

2). Aforementioned chubby babies love snuggling close to their mamas

3). They also will pee on you as they snuggle. Use diapers if you're into that sort of thing. It got a tad out of control at the Mother Theresa Orphanage in Kigali.
4). Seriously though. They love to be wrapped up like a burrito and carried around.

Needless to say, I was ecstatic when I stumbled upon Elle's shop full of handmade wraps made of the softest cotton.

My African dream becomes Oregon reality.

Perfect for any snuggly bébé.

You should probably check out her shop {here}

AND her adorable blog {here}

and when I say probably, I mean definitely.

So. You want to win one, right?

Here's how:

1). Be a follower of The Whim Wham Life

2). Visit Elle's shop {here}
3). Leave a comment stating what color wrap you'd choose
4). the end. i like simple.

Winner will be picked Wednesday Oct. 19th


Can't wait to get Baby Bean's bum wrapped up in one!

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Baby Shower Crasher

There were several boys at my baby shower on Saturday.

a 6 month old. a 2 year old. a 24 year old.

Here's how the 24 year old decided to attend the festivities.
His original plan to escape the estrogen was delayed when he saw the kinds of food us girls have at baby showers.

He soon realized that mass amounts of tissue paper/being the center of attention/opening gifts is kind of fun.

Especially these kinds of gifts. For his future football-watching buddy.


I'd say Baby Shower #1 was officially crashed/a success.

Thanks Mama Luba!

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Oink Oink

{Lauren and I. Laughing and glaring together since 2009}



Lauren (age 3) saw my belly button the other day.
I mean. How could you not.
It's like the Great Wall of China these days (huge. visible from space. hardy har har).
Or a weird outie-pig-snout-thing.
Needless to say...she laughed. Full on guffawed.
Then Baby Bean kicked her in the back while she was sitting on my lap. Revenge is sweet?

P.S.

I will definitely be posting some recent photos soon too.
Of the bump. New boots. Makeup tutorial. Etc.
Big plans, I'm telling ya.

After a 36 hr. work week, life in general, and growing a baby though... sometimes my big plans are eating ice cream and playing NBA Jam with the stud hubs.

And by sometimes, I mean lotsatimes.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

"Our Pets' Heads are Falling Off"

{via}

Annnnnd then we forgot to feed the fish.
Don't let PETA know. or my parents.

I think they all survived. Unless it turned all survival-of-the-fittest...
A few of the tiny ones could be swimming in Big Fish's belly now.
I like to think of it as the Great Fish Tank in the Sky.
Gotta be optimistic.

At least they'll never go hungry again.
Or have a heart attack when I finally remember to feed them and accidentally break the tank lid off and onto their feeble squishy heads.

We are officially failing at house sitting.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

A Day in the Life

{me happy when me have food. clearly.}

We're house-sitting for my parents this week, and it looks a little something like this
{FRIDAY}

6:17 Daniel leaves for work
8:20 I wake up. Carpe Diem.
8:21 Check all major social networking sites. Carpe Diem?

9:00 Shower. Makeup. Clothes. Now I'm seizing the day.
9:40 I'm ready! Off I gooooooo.

10:00 Realize I am stranded. All day. Alone. No car.
10:05 No worries. A lazy day full of reading, blogging, and eating sounds divine.
11:00 reading: check. blogging: check.
11:01 eating time.
11:03 Staring at empty cupboards. Ahhh, that's why my parents left us grocery money.
11:15 Gear up for a few more hours of fasting.
12:18 Must. Eat. Something.
12:25 Polish off 1/2 a can of baked beans. Out of sheer desperation.
5:30 The last several hours have been a blur. Fast. Slow. Oh the hunger. Oh the inhumanity.
5:32 Daniel is finally home. I'm sprawled on the bed. A can of beans on the nightstand. Not a good look for anyone.
5:45 We are both indecisive about dinner. Stay in or go out?
6:10 Still weighing the pros and cons of our options.
6:27 Daniel gets distracted by ESPN.
6:30 I throw a pillow at his face.
6:31 Taco Salad sounds good to him.
6:32 Not to me.
6:33 Orange Chicken sounds good to him.
6:34 Nope.
6:35 I don't know what sounds good to me.
6:40 How about an orange chicken taco salad. with chocolate ice cream. can someone deliver that?
7:05 I am beyond. Just beyond.
7:20 Grocery store it is.
7:40 Finally in the store, pushing around a cart full of chocolate milk, peach juice, cookies, and avocados.
7:50 Wandering aimlessly up and down the aisles.
8:00 Over it. To Red Robin we go.
8:13 Parking lot is full. 30 minute wait.
8:14 I almost give up. Can't do it. A can of beans, Daniel. A can. of. beans.
8:15 Two words snap me back into reality. Bottomless Fries.
8:16 I can do this.
9:35 Belly is filling up with fries, chicken, and strawberry lemonades.

If you read this and it sounds a bit dramatic, well...it's cause it was.
And then Daniel had to run out and grab me TUMS from the nearest gas station at 1:30 in the morning.

Stud. Hubs.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}