The Bane of my Existence.

Hair. I hate it. I am never satisfied with it. When it's short, I want it long. When it's long, I want it short. I think the biggest problem with my hair is I feel like its been the same for years.

I have this dream of long gorgeous locks of hair. Curled, straight, up, down. Just long beautiful hair.

I have Jealatosis over Mel's hair. Always have.

But every. single. time. I try and grow out my hair, I end up chopping it.

I really like these short hairstyles, particularly Reese Witherspoons.

I guess what I'm asking, is what should I do? Keep trying to grow it out (even though I'm not that good at doing hair in the first place) or cut it again?

If I do cut it, I want to be able to do other things with it besides just straighten it. (especially learn how to curl it all cute) So anyway...HELP!

Walk Off The Earth

You all know that Gotye song, "Somebody That I used to Know?" Totally awesome song right? Well have you seen this cover by Walk Off The Earth?

Pretty cool I'd say.

The Eighth Month

When I first became pregnant, I swore I wouldn't be the type of mom that only blogged/tweeted/facebooked about their kid. And I think I have lived up to that.

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The only good thing about having a sick baby is she is extra cuddly. Other than that, babies shouldn't be allowed to be sick.

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March 18

I wish we could keep Abby up till 10:30 every night if it meant she wouldn't wake up til 8:30!

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March 12

Who has two thumbs and gets to be with Abby all day now? This girl.

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Uh oh...Abby has her mama's temper.

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I love the sounds of Abby playing in the next room. #lifeisgood.

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Abby loves to poop when we're trying to get out the door. (of course, I make time to tweet this.) #mommyisms.

Caitlin Tappana ‏ @CaitlinTappanaBaby girl really liked eating at 4:30 this morning. Mommy would have rather been sleeping.

Ok So perhaps I do talk about Abby. A lot. But she is my favorite daughter. So...double jeopardy. And she is 8 months now. She spent her 8th month day, sick. I am pretty sure it's teeth, but she wasn't a very happy baby for a few days. She has more then made up for it now though. 

Notice her very cute bottom teeth?

Not too terribly much has changed this month. She still won't roll, but she is perfecting the scooting (still only backwards) and she can be on her bum and scoot too. She loves to watch Sesame Street for a while so that mommy can spend a little bit of time cleaning, and she loves to come to my morning workout classes with me and bounce to the music and play with her cousins when they are there. And she LOVES that I am home all day with her!

She loves to smile and laugh.

But she also has her mommy's temper (we're in trouble with that one) and gets super mad at us when we take stuff away from her she shouldn't have. 

Phones, keys, remotes; if it isn't one of her toys, she prefers it. And when she does see something she shouldn't have, she gets the most concentrated/determined look and tries her very hardest to do anything she can to get it. Little stinker. But boy, do we love her.  

Baby Hair.

Abby has been growing some new hair lately. She has a lot more than she used to. Her bald spot is almost grown back. I love it!

Unfortunately, I too have been growing some new hair. New, short, baby hairs around my bangs.

And I hate it.

Snapshots of the Weekend...

This weekend was a much-needed weekend. Last week, we both worked our tails off. I was finishing up with my day job and Sam, well he is always working hard. Needless to say after not seeing each other too terribly much last week, we spent some much needed family time together.

Painting Abby's nails, feeding ducks, shopping, Wendy's value menu, The Notebook, driving around with the sunroof open and the windows down, and a very yummy meal at my in-laws.

It was a great weekend.

Transatlanticism

Ah music. I don't talk much about my love for music. Sometimes I just feel silly doing it because even though I don't know much about a certain band, I really love their songs. I may even love a song and have no idea who it is. Or love a song, but not the band. But Death Cab for Cutie? They are a different story.

For a long time, I just liked music because my brothers liked the band, and later because my boyfriend (Sam) liked the band. Not that I don't like the bands that Sam likes, because I do, but I didn't like it for me if that makes sense. I started listening to his bands because he did, and I enjoyed it. But I liked Death Cab for Cutie because I liked them.

The first time I heard "Soul Meets Body" from their Plans album in 2005, I automatically liked them. I liked them so much that Sam took me to Graywhale and bought me Transatlanticism. This album has been one of my favorites. You see, it was a changing point for me. A lot of changes were happening in 2005/2006. Every time I listen to this album it reminds me of those times, both good and bad. This album helped me through a hard time Sam and I went through, it helped me through my grandads funeral. It reminds me of being with Sam; of our dates and our long drives. Of buying 10 boxes of fruit by the foot in Tooele, driving around in his Fox, kissing him goodnight. It reminds me of our Communications class we took together at 7am and using "The Sound of Settling" to recite for the class. And I can't forget "The New Year" and playing it every new year since I've had the Album. And, as cheesy as this sounds, it got me through having to say goodbye to him when he left on his mission.

Their album Photo Album reminds me of my 20th birthday; driving around in the Fox, warm weather and horseback riding. The Album Narrow Stairs reminds me of being a newlywed. Their newest album, Codes and Keys, reminds me of bringing Abby home from the hospital. And can't forget that singing "I Will Follow You Into The Dark" to Abby makes her stop what she is doing and just watch me. I'm thinking that is her favorite song.

I'm no expert at this band. I don't claim to know everything about them. But I haven't loved a band this much since Backstreet Boys. From the music to the lyrics, they move me.

Sam's Twenty-Sixth

Remember back in this post I promised an ooey gooey love post about Sam? Well, grab your vomit buckets because here it is. But first, his Birthday festivities in pictures.

On Friday, his actual birthday, I met him downtown for one of his breaks, so he could show off his girls. (ok, maybe he was just showing off Abby...) On my way down to say hi to grammy, his boss came out and told me to hold up because they were sending Sam home early! Birthday miracle! So then, because I didn't really have anything planned till dinner that night, we just walked around town. It was a beautiful day and we are in love with the city. Then I took him to Lambs (which in all honesty, we weren't too impressed with. But it's the thought that counts) and I gave him his present: a Fifa soccer game for the Wii. After dinner, we headed home (we had both cars and I got stuck in the parking. Figures.) We dropped off one car and then headed to Baskin Robbins for dessert, because I didn't even think to make a cake. Go me. At least I made up for last year's birthday, where I bought me a swimsuit and got him Just Dance 2, which we all know really benefited me more than him. (for what its worth, I was pregnant)

Terrible quality of pictures

Saturday I had a party for him at our house. Since living here and since we've fixed up our place a bit, it was the first big thing we had there. The pictures are super crappy, but it does show all who came. We ate pizza, visited, played Wii games, and ate junk. It was more fun then I thought it would be! Thanks again to all who came!

Lastly, on Sunday my family had his birthday dinner. He picked a delicious meal of eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, sausages, and waffles for dinner, complete with peach/raspberry crisp for dessert. I feel like he had a pretty good weekend. But I'd guess you would have to ask him.

Now for the mush.

A lady at work today asked me what I love most about Sam. After thinking for a split second out of all the things I love about him, which one was my favorite, I told her I love how patient he is with me. I can be the most annoying/frustrating woman in the world, and he doesn't even complain. I get mad at him for seemingly no reason and he stays calm. I am too tired to cook, he'll cook instead. I need me time, he'll happily take Abby. I rarely hear him complain. He is the most patient and selfless man I know.

Sam is truly the man of my dreams. From our silly inside jokes, to our addiction to coke, to loving the same immature things I do, he is my other half. And when it comes to Abby, he is such an amazing daddy. I am so glad I will have him by my side, through thick and thin, for all eternity.

I love you Sam Tappana. Forever.