I finished our tax return last week, but still need to file it. I needed Meadow’s preschool’s tax ID number, but now I’m ready to go. I’m a little afraid that I might be missing something and that we’ll get audited again…because this is the first year we are getting any kind of decent tax return.

I just don’t know how that happened!

Most years we’ve filed, we’ve owed the IRS at least a thousand bucks. Seriously. It’s been a huge problem and the source of much anxiety on an annual basis. We can never seem to get it right. I think one year, we had a refund of about $300.  Party time, right?

So now that we can anticipate some money coming back to us, my first thought is, “I must have screwed something up.” But after I get over the self-doubt, I start planning. We could pay down credit card debt, put some money in savings…or…

GO ON A VACATION!!!

I like the latter. I’m so sick of our weather in Seattle. It’s wet. And cold. And COLD. And I have been sick for over a month. And I am freezing all the time. I need blue skies. Warmth. Sand. Sun. Blue water to dangle my little toesies in.

We haven’t had a family vacation since Hawaii. Camping trips here and there, and visits to Alaska & North Dakota to visit family… but those don’t count. I want a va-ca-tion!

San Diego has popped into mind and won’t let go. Thoughts of the best zoo ever, Shamu, and long sandy beaches with people rollerblading are consuming me. Swimming pools, paddle boats, hotel rooms, and yes, even the hustle and bustle and trials of the airport are calling to me. I want to breathe in the plastic smelling recirculated air of the airplane. I want to haul my luggage around and walk out into warm sunny climate full of palm trees. I want to navigate new roads and see new sights.

Now I have to plan! Ever the cheapskate, I keep scouring Expedia etc. to find the best deal. I’m not sure if I should purchase a vacation package, or piece the flights and hotel separately for the best deal. I need to buckle down and do more research. But research like this, I like!

It will be nice to take a vacation with Dustin and Meadow before baby #2 comes. Meadow deserves a really fun time with just mom and dad before she becomes Big Sister.

And Dustin and I deserve to get sun tans.

So, I have gained 2-3 pounds by 10 weeks, which is right on target for the first trimester, I think. Even though that’s not much, I feel like a bloated whale! I guess that’s only going to get “better”, ha!

I’m taking antibiotics for my nasty cold that lasted 3+ weeks. Doc said it turned into a bronchial infection. I still don’t feel 100%, but at least I am not feeling like I am coughing out my tooth fillings at night anymore.

My baby girl turned 4 on Saturday. I can’t believe how amazing she is! She has definitely turned 4, since everything is now “why why why” more than it’s been before. Curious little thing. And sweet as can be. She’s started singing to my tummy. She will be an incredible big sister. We had a nice party for her at 321 Bounce, and she has already informed me that she wants to go there again for her next birthday. We will have to see about that. 🙂

Planning to work out tonight, even though I don’t think I’ll feel like it. I’m feeling sleepy and most of all: Hungry!

Excited – I’m in week 7. 🙂

Haven’t announced anything on the blog here yet…but Dustin, Meadow and I are expecting Hunnie #2! Expected date of arrival: Sometime mid-October 2009.

We’re thrilled. And I’m hungry. 🙂

In the middle of the night, I was woken to little hands reaching up and wrapping around me, a whispered, “i love you, mom!”, and a hug and a kiss on my hand. I half-awoke to see my sweet daughter smiling at me, then turn to scurry back to her bed.

I’m so blessed.

Why the hell is gas at the local station 2.17/gallon, when the news headlines state, “Oil Nears $40 a Barrel!”

Do you remember the price of gas the last time oil was at $40 a barrel? I recall that it was near 1.65/gallon. Or less.

What the hell?

Freaked about the economy. 55,000 jobs were lost yesterday alone. Yikes! I hope Dust and my jobs are safe…he works for a pretty secure company but that is obviously no guarantee. I’m feeling okay about my job right now, but the industry is a volatile one. I want to be dreamy, continue working toward my goals, but I can’t shake the grim feeling I have about the world’s ever sinking recession. I always thought I would live through an economic depression. I just figured. I guess that’s the maudlin in me.
All I need is a shining star of hope, for all of us.

Car at the shop. Quote is for $3300.00. Ugh. Seriously? What to do…what to do…

The three day weekend was sooo needed. Helped me decompress from the shitty week I had last week. Today my boss talked to me. She said everything I needed her to say in order to feel better about the ‘situation.’ So that’s good, at least.

Meadow and I had a fun play date yesterday and 3 of her friends came over and our neighbor’s kid played all afternoon. That was cute.

I’m dreaming of a vacation and winning the lottery. But hey, who isn’t.

Oh, yeah. One more thing. Some really cool optimistic and pragmatic guy took some kind of oath in front of a bunch of people today. We got to watch it in the Big Room at work on projection screens. I thought that was pretty rad. I think this guy has some pretty neato ideas and stuff.

/end understatement mode.

Today was full of drama and stress. Work shouldn’t be so dramatic. I feel wiped out. My body was physically shaking and I tried not to cry. I think some people are just mean. I shouldn’t care. I don’t go to work for drama. Leave it at home ppl.

Someone once told me that if you find yourself repeating something that your child has said that is cute, it is worth writing down. I just found myself telling a coworker about something Meadow had said, and realized I need to take the time to write it down!

When Meadow sneezes lately, I’ll say, “Bless you, are you okay/need a tissue?” or something to that effect. She’ll shrug and say, “Naw, I’m okay. It was just an Achoo,” and keep on going with her activity. So cute. 🙂

I’ll have to post more later.

The check engine light on my car came on again on the way to work. I have 102k miles on Grover (my Subaru) and I’m hoping that this isn’t the beginning of regular car trouble.

Oh, and I’m afraid that I’m going blind.