Here ye... Here ye... Beware the wrath of the Gods and Goddesses...

So the sojourn to Californ-i-a was as awesome as anticipated. There are certainly no wall flowers in our family (and Annie Miller is part of our family of course...) as evidenced by our costumes for the party on Saturday. I think that my stomach is still reeling from Christine's famous last words to our driver... "Catch that Ferrari!!!" All of a sudden we are jolted into a scene of the Italian Job, only in a 15 passanger van heading up a steep hill with dramatic drop offs at every curve just for effect... It was just like an episode of Fear Factor and we were the main event!!!

So as mentioned on the infamous Korkosz website (which as usual is much better than this ol thing...:-) ) Annie Miller was Hera, my shy Brother-in-law Jim was Neptune or Posiden depending on who you asked, my beautiful sister Christine was the goddess Selene, my equally shy father was Bacchus, God of Inebriation, and I was Juno, impregnated by a flower with my unborn son, Mars. Randomly throughout the night, the war cry of "Baccchhhuuuuss" could be heard bouncing off of the floors of italian marble... Too fun!!! I think the weirdest part of the evening (besides straight people saying "Did you see the flower arrangement over the fireplace??" "Did you see the flower arrangement on the buffet table??" "No really, did you see the flowers on the fireplace??" over and over again...) was that I was the sober one while everyone else was under the Bacchus spell... I think that I will forever remember my darling father with grapes hanging from his wig.. too funny!!!

Sydney is by far the most beautiful little girl in the world (you can see her on Christine's site...) and Cooper finally loves me!!! We bonded over Virginia Giant, the monster truck... It was very sad to say goodbye to them, but at least I will get to see them in just a couple of months on D-DAY (aka. Delivery Day...)

Colton proved me right by kicking his stuff for Aunt Steen and Granddaddy this weekend... Kevan thinks that I make up that he kicks me a lot, but I have witnesses now!!! He discovered the trampoline otherwise known as my bladder on the plane ride out there this weekend, and oh, what fun...

alright, I need to start unpacking the huuuuuge duffle bags that I brought back with baby clothes for Colton... I hope that everyone had a great weekend, and that all is well...

Goodbye for now...

I'm going to California.. I'm going to California... (picture this being chanted in a very excited voice...)

Can anyone tell that I am soooo excited!!! I should be packing right now, but I'm pooped and being a lazy bum instead.

We went to Ikea last night and picked up our new furniture. It was so awesome and I want to go there every day now. Kevan was sooooo excited to drive and hour and a half to shop for furniture... He doesn't get it though. Ikea is a big kids chuckey cheeses and I am officially addicted. :-) So far I have put together the nightstand and 4 dining room chairs that we got. I am sooo excited to actually have a grown up house with REAL furniture!!! I'm such a dork, I know. I'm pregnant and married, but what makes me feel grown up is furniture. Who would have thought... I feel like a little girl that wants to have a tea party, only the difference is that I will (probably) serve "real" food and instead of teddy bears and dolls, my victims, uh I mean, guests will be Kevan and Jarro...

So I love macho men. Kevan decided last night that we didnt need to spend $40 on slats for our new bed. Thats fine and dandy, except that everyone can now imagine that I will be waiting about a lifetime to be able to put my new bed together now. I think it would have been worth the $40 to get to put it all together right now, instead of waiting, who knows, a month(??) to get the slats that we need from Home Depot and have Kevan cut them to the right size... oh well... At least it will give me something to harp on, and I have recently been told that the secret to a marriage is Harping... I'll let you all know how that experiment turns out :-)

I took my Glucola test this morning and there is only one word for that special drink.... blughhh... Yuck!!

Here is the latest picture of our resident King...


Kevan is going camping with the boys this weekend and will be refreshing his fishing uh, skills...
Jarro is soo excited about getting all nice and dirty and smelling up my nice detailed vehicle...

Alright, Kevan has just handed me a fabulous dinner of pizza and I'm diving right in... And for the record... Gooooooo Yankees!!! My boyfriend, Mike Mussina pitched last night and beat those smelly Red Socks... peee ewww!!

Hope all is well for everyone out there and hope to talk to you all soon...

Adios from Gerberland...

Its Derby Day!!

So I am stealing this idea from Christine and hope that it works out...
We are the Gerber Family-


Kevan - the dad
Lindsay- the mom
Jarro - the king of the house (aka the dog, but he doesn't know it (yet)...)
Colton - the bun in the oven...

We are in Richmond VA and are slowly becoming suuthenuh's here in the Capital of the Confederacy... We hadn't realized that the Confederate Flag can be worn as any article of clothing from bathing suits to flip flops to onsies until we moved to this place... They aren't kidding when they say that "the war isn't over yet..." (Shhhh... don't tell anyone I am a Yankee!!)

So we are 25 weeks pregnant at the moment and had a cramping scare last week, but turns out I am just dehydrated and need to drink more fluids. Colton looked great at his 20 week ultra-sound. He is sure a kicker and Kevan is hoping that his future football position is as the safety. Colton is really shy around his dad though, and won't kick for him... (it might help if Kevan had a longer attention span :-) )


We just had our 24 week appointment and all is well. The coolest thing in the world is hearing the swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh of his heart. Too cool! He is measuring ahead of schedule, but who knows what that means, with our luck, I'll be two weeks late... We did get our Dr. to agree to give me a C-section if it looks like we have a 10 pound baby. A lot of pregnant woman feel that they need to "accomplish" something by having a natural childbirth without drugs... not me!!! Load up the drugs and give me a walking epi right now if you want!! I'm a whimp and the easiest way to get this watermelon out is what I'm going for!! Is it too late for a surrogate??

Here is the belly at 24 weeks... not the best picture, but you can see King Jarro on the side...


I think thats about all for now, its Kentucky Derby day and that means that I need to start doing some research on my horse. I'm thinking that Lawyer Ron is the pick for me, but we shall see... I'll end up picking the horse with the worst odd's...