Happy 4th!

I hope you all have a safe and happy 4th of July! Any exciting plans? We are actually planning to hit up a parade this year, with my camera in tow, so hopefully I'll have some fun updates later on!

By the way, my awesome dad came over to look at our AC on Thursday afternoon. Do y'all know what was causing it not to work? Seriously, I wouldn't have believed it unless he left me proof. A stupid EARWIG. I hate these guys, they're everywhere, and they don't even care about the traps I have set out. Plus, they're ugly and disgusting:

Apparently, an earwig had crawled in our AC unit and had somehow wedged himself into the exact place that prevented the connectors from connecting and the AC from turning on. Thank goodness we hadn't called an HVAC guy to come out--I'm sure it would have been a $100 visit to discover the stupid earwig!

In other news:
-I had the BEST DAY out at the lake with Casey, Pete, Kaitlin, and Stump. Floating docks rock my world. If I can do that every Saturday for the rest of summer, my life will be good.
-Justin's out of state trip was put off again, which means that he'll be coming to the doctor's appointment with me on Monday. I promise that I'll clue those of you who haven't figured it out to what's going on sometime next week.
-Stoked about the BBQ at Renee's house today!

The Saga Continues

Last night, Justin was giving Lizzy her bath in the kitchen sink, when all of a sudden I heard more than a little bit of swearing coming from his direction. I poked my head around the corner, and saw Justin doing a little dance.

"There was a freaking earwig on her neck!" he exclaimed.

"Ha. Very funny," I replied.

"Why would I joke about that?! There was an earwig on her neck!!!"

"WHAT?! Really? You're not joking? How did it get there?!" I frantically replied.

"I don't know! Remember, there was one crawling on me last night too. I keep seeing them everywhere."

*Dies*

I am all itchy just thinking about them. Blech. As we have already established, I HATE earwigs with a passion. {PS-If you don't know what an earwig is, I would NOT suggest Googling it. I did once, and almost threw up.} I know that they don't ACTUALLY crawl into your ear and burrow into your brain, but it's still possible that they could crawl into other body orifices just for kicks. And even if they don't, those suckers pinch, and it hurts like heck. And the thought of one pinching my baby girl makes me want to cry.

It took every fiber of my being not to run to Wal-Mart right that moment to buy some Home Defense spray or something. I refrained, but you best believe that I'll be heading there first thing in the morning.

Flow

Because I loved Julia's post so much and feel like a walking zombie who can't manage anything else this morning...

I poured myself a cup of coffee this morning to find a dead earwig floating in my cup. I do not feel like this bodes well for the day.

At 1am yesterday/this morning, Lizzy loudly yelled, "I'M READY TO GET UP NOW!" I finally got her to come lay in our bed instead. Which meant that of an entire king sized bed, I had about six inches of sleeping space all night.

I'm not sure if this is largely influenced by how pregnant I am, but Lizzy is exhausting lately. I feel like she asks 685 questions per minute...usually the same one over and over again no matter how many times I've answered it.

Sometimes, being related to the pastor is funny. Justin's parents won't be in town this Sunday, so his dad sent out an email about who all would be covering services, Bible Study, etc. I was reading through the email, and then came to "Justin & Meredith will be leading Sunday morning Bible Study." Um, we are? Because I'm pretty sure that after being one of the organizers of the Harvest Fest/Carnival that's happening all day Saturday and late into the evening, this pregnant lady is going to be exhausted, and the only studying I'll be doing is of sleep ;)

When I was pregnant with Lizzy, I had an anterior placenta. I never felt big alien baby movements with her. This one is apparently different because HOLY COW. And sometimes it hurts, like take-your-breath-away style! This is new. And kinda fun...you know, when I'm not doubled over from a kidney shot.

One wall of the nursery has one coat of paint. Our next free weekend is the 27th. The thought of beginning the nursery at 38 weeks pregnant stresses me out a little. Even though the kiddo will likely spend several months in our room anyway.

Speaking of which...I also need to clean out our room to make space for the pack and play.

My mom did finish the baby quilt for #2 though, and I am SO STINKING EXCITED about it. It is adorable. And also a totally borrowed idea from Julia. Julia, I hope you don't mind me basically ripping off your life ;)  You are pretty awesome.

There's this teenager who has sort of landed in our lives lately, and I'm praying for wisdom about how to be an appropriate support system for them while still maintaining appropriate boundaries...both for them and for our family. I totally don't have the answers. I feel a little like I'm muddling through it, and I hope I do it right.

Still loving the awesome encouragement that has come from unexpected places this week. Most recently, an email from the lady we're working on refinancing our house with, who has no idea how/whether/if the hospital collections thing will affect our house refinance either. She closed her email with encouragement to "remember who is in charge", and it was just perfectly timed, perfectly said. So grateful for those little moments.

As I'm typing this, I'm realizing that Lizzy has somehow figured out how to turn on the TV, navigate to the DVR, select Dora, and play the show. She just did it right now. WHAT THE HECK?! How can she do that already?!

I'm knitting a cowl/infinity scarf. I hope (a) it turns out and (b) that I actually wear it. I feel very accomplished, because I'm knitting it in the round, which is something I totally suck at.

Happy Tuesday everyone! I'm off to enjoy my (hopefully) earwig-less coffee.

Who's A Pest?

 Beans, I'm not a pest.

{PS- Justin, that was just for you}

But I have pests. One variety in particular, and they are a nasty bunch. Earwigs. Last summer, I blogged about how an earwig broke our air conditioning. I know, I wouldn't have believed it either. But it happened, because earwigs are AWFUL.

We're still battling them this year, and they are seriously on my naughty list for killing all my daisies. The ONE thing that I wanted to grow this year was daisies. Everyone looked at me like I was nuts and said, "Daisies are like a weed. You don't want to grow them!"  But I did. And I do. And I can't.

My parents had given me daisies to plant, and look what the earwigs did to them:

We've set lots of traps, and it seems like we catch hundreds every night, 

but there are more and more all the time!

I keep hearing that earwigs are beneficial because the eat snails, but we have snails too, so I'm not sure I'm buying that. They are disgusting, and I have a serious fear of them crawling into body orifices and laying eggs. Blech. 

I hate earwigs.