My Weekend In Photos: Not So Many Photos Edition

So I took one picture this weekend.

With my cell phone.

The others you will see are from the internets.

*Insert token disgruntled comment about my nice camera being one that takes film. UGH*

 But alas, consistency is an important thing within a blog. Right? At least I think so. It's only been 2 months.

So Friday and Saturday were nothing special. Well, other than Bruin's fancy new butt haircut.

Also,  I worked at custard land and made poop for tips considering the weather.

Fast forward to when I actually accomplished something worthwhile.

Sunday was the baby shower for the wife of one of my cousins.

Let me preface this with the fact that both of my parents come from families of 10 which means I have over 50 cousins.

So if I ever blog on here about another baby shower or important family event, no not everyone is having babies (Well, kinda. How else do you wind up with a family of 10.) There are just 34203948 of us so there's always a wedding or baby etc. As I write there is another cousin who could actually give birth to her rockin' baby boy right now.

Let's face it. I've got babymaking in the blood. 

This particular cousin was one that my sisters and I spent a lot of our early childhood with playing pretend house and school (He's a teacher too. Surprise.) So the fact that one of the cousins who is only a few years older than me, that I grew up with, is having a baby, is pretty crazy. 

It was great to see some family and wonderful to see the woman of the hour, (Oh hey Ericka!) out and about.

One thing that is wonderful about baby showers is I get to have fun in stores buying things like these.

Yeah that's a little pink pajama onesie with a matching stuffie in the same onesie.

Which, as a newly married young twenty something will often get you thinking about what's to come.

While walking through the department store, I naturally started looking at little baby things that I liked. I now know I like baby stuff with elephants, doggies, and monkeys. I know I like little sweaters and khakis and cute bibs that say stuff about how they love their mommy.

But as I strolled through and took a half hour just to get focused, I ended up having to call my mom because I have no idea what type of stuff a baby needs. Yes I've been around a bunch of babies my whole life. But would a mother rather get something for 3 months? Newborn? 9 months? Can you have too many bath towels? Do you want pj's with footsies? No footsies?

I probably should've just gotten diapers. Every baby needs and wears diapers. Except for that African baby in that movie. You know, that movie about babies. He just went on people's legs.

Diaper aisles are real big though. I probably would've called my mom anyway.

In the end did I catch baby fever like hubby expected? Not quite. We're going to definitely have kids. And knowing my decision making skills, more than we can afford.

But is it going to happen tomorrow?
Not if I have anything to do with it.
(Which to my knowledge I get like half-sies of a say right?)

I for one barely know what I need to survive in my day-to-day life. Dave will come home and I'll do one of those Snookie "waaahss" about how I feel hungry and don't know why, and he'll remind me that I haven't eaten for hours. I am still getting this whole taking care of myself and figuring out how often I need to go to the bathroom figured out before I am in charge of a mini-person.

So for now, it's just Dave, I, and the B-man.

What's that you say? I should get another dog to practice and give Bruin a friend for now? Oh, okay. Next summer sounds GREAT! :)

I also got to spend some time with THIS lady.

This isn't from today. It's from her birthday last year. Either way. She's fab.

That's the matriarch of the family. The head of it all. And she loves everyone. Literally everyone.

After the shower I had some time to kill at the mall. You know, 3 people, 2 apartment keys=I'm locked out.

And what does a girl with time in the mall do, with 3 small iced coffees in her to boot?

Go to Vicki's Secret and indulge in a little bit of this of course:

By the way, these are SO COMFY.

And some undies. You don't need to see those. Let's just pretend I have class for a few minutes and don't want to show you my cute undergarments.

Also went to Borders and indulged in a book of American Short Stories, as well as this book:

Tina Fey is the coolest.

I told myself I'm not allowed to start reading it until school is done. We'll see how that works out.

In my defense there was  a KILLER sale and I'm now a Border's plus member after about 4 seconds of trying to convince me.

Hopefully next weekend I'll be able to actually capture some real photos for this weekly post I'm doing. Promise. Well, I'll give you a strong agreement to put some effort in.

Now you'll have to excuse me. I have some planning for school Sister Wives and Freaky Eaters to watch. Because while I don't have to know what to expect while I'm expecting because I am not expecting to expect for a while (Follow that? Good. Nice to know one of us is still awake.), I get to watch all of the reality T.V. on alternative lifestyles that I want.

So how was your weekend?