The World According To Gina
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weird day...
Monday, August 2, 2010 / 9:48 PM

yesterday was strange. you know how sometimes you just have one of those days. not a bad day, just a day where weird things keep happening.. well yesterday was my day. i worked til 12, went to the store, got gas, normal right? so i get home and i go out back to check on these nasty bugs i sprayed the day before (make sure they were good and dead) and this guy comes running up to my fence peeing. yes peeing. i don't know why people in the park don't realize that just because no one in the park can see you, the poor 22 year old mommy can. yuck. i wanted to barf. later, me and corbin went out to tooele to go to a good ol' family bbq. it was lots of fun and i really love going out there because no one ever sees corbin. everyone wants to hold him and take care of him, change him, feed him, so i get a little time to relax. someone else is there that wants to chase after my baby so i can sit and enjoy. we had bacon guac burgers with fresh tomatoes and lettuce out of my aunts garden. it was so good! it was really nice for us to all get together and forget about the bs drama that is going on around us. funny, there hasn't really been drama for about... a month and a half. corbin and i decided to head home a while later. i had a ton to do at the house and corbin was getting tired and grumpy. get home no problemo. so then corbin starts doing all this new stuff. he started waving, he now grabs my phone and acts like he is talking on it, he loves junk food. (shocker i know). he is sooo smart. he doesn't go anywhere near the stairs (if its going down, up stairs he is like lightening.) he is always trying to figure things out. he loves buckles. it is so cute watching him try to buckle the snaps on dustys backpack or the high chair. he does everything at his own pace. the physical stuff like walking and crawling, that was a peice of cake for my little corbin. crawling at 6 months, walking at 9. he got his first teeth at 3 months. he already has 12 teeth! the stuff like waving, high fives, its almost like corbin thinks that stuff is trivial. he wants to do the important stuff. he wants to feed himself, no more spoon feeding for this boy. he wants to climb, he wants to talk. he wants to talk so bad. he tries to put words together and we try to help him, but i think corbin is the type of kid that goes a few months without anything new and then BAM he starts doing a ton of new things all at once. he is the light of my life. best baby ever. takes a good 3 hour nap everyday, sleeps through the night usually til 11 a.m., he is very independent, he wants to do everything on his own. he doesn't want to hold your hand, or cuddle, or be held all the time. he wants his space. he acts like a teenager already. haha.
anyways, back to my weird day... i put corbin to bed and waited for dusty to get home. once he got home we cracked open some beers and watched true blood. i needed dusty to take out the garbage, (it was like 1230 by this time) i went out and stood on the porch while he walked the garbage to the can. then he says "holy shit!" WHAT i demanded, thinking it was a giant spider or a skunk or something... no such luck. i looked in the spot he was looking at and there was a little, green, american toad. crazy! so of course we couldn't leave him out there. me and dusty have way to big of hearts to leave hom out there to be ran over, ate by some animal, or dried up in the hot sun, so we had to help him. dusty has a 10 gallon aqaurium that was vacant and sitting in our basement. i had to call my mom. my mom animal guru. she told us what to do. so we got the aquarium and put a dishtowel in the bottom and a small bowl of water. now it was time to get him in there. i told dusty not to worry i would get him and put him in the cage. "are you sure your okay with this?" dusty i guess never had a pet frog growing up, i had them my whole life along with another long list of different animals (keep reading), so i wasn't afraid of him. i picked him up and he didn't move. he was breathing so i just put him in the water in the aquarium. once in the water he started acting a lot better. it was late. i needed to go to bed for work in the morning. we took him inside and decided to name him stackhouse. we don't know if he is a boy or a girl so we couldn't name him sookie, but stackhouse fits. (true blood, hello???) so now we have a new pet. he is cute. he is starting to grow on me. i went to pet smart and bought him a little house, some moss, and some crickets. YUCK. so today i put his home together and fed him. he is moving around a lot and eating good, so i think he is going to be ok. but seriously? who finds a freaking toad in the middle of their driveway at 1 a.m.? maybe if we lived in the swamp i would understand, but i am baffled. he had to of come from a water source and the nearest water is at least a mile away. like dusty said, he showed up at our house, at just the right time, and didn't hop away because we were meant to find him and add him to our family. so yes, we have a pet toad named stackhouse and he is a part of our family now.
when i was growing up we always had tons of animals around at all times. when my mom was my age she started working for the humane society. well shortly after working there and seeing all the horrible things people do to animals, she became a vegetarian, got involved in lots of animal rights protests, fought on the news with that bitch carol mikita about the U testing on animals, and other crazy things that are illegal that i won't mention. soooo... when i was brought into this world it was very important for her to make sure i always had a pet and i understood to never ever treat a living creature poorly. we were raised vegetarian. raised on soy milk. raised to be nice to all living animals. my mom would donate to stop clubbing of baby seals and she would give us the check and let us write on the envelope and send it off. we always felt very involved. corbin is not a vegetarian, i am not raising a vegan baby. i want him to be as healthy as possible though. i like giving corbin organic milk because it is my choice and that is what i want to do. i like knowing i am giving my baby something natural instead of something full of preservatives and growth hormones. corbin eats meat. i give him all the same food i eat. i eat pretty healthy and i want my baby to do the same. does he get cookies and chocolate just like any other kid? of course. there are just some things i prefere, and that is fine because i am his mother. (honestly organic milk tastes so much better than that other stuff it is probably the only thing we will ever buy. i will never buy any other milk again.) i don't freak out if corbin ha regualr milk every once in a while (like if dusty forgets to take it to whomever is watching him) i just want corbin for the most part to drink organic. i will probably shop alot at sunflower market when he is older so i can buy organic fruit and vegies and not have it cost me an arm and a leg. anyways... following my mother i want corbin to know that he needs to treat animals with respect. no shooting birds, kicking dogs, none of it. i honestly don 't know why you would shoot a bird anyways or kick a dog, but my son will be raised with the same view of animals that i was. do i love every animal i meet? no. i cannot stand big dogs, and i prefer not to be around them. i think it is good for kids to be around different animals. when i was a kid (and this is no joke) i had; a couple rabbits, all kinds of dogs, cats, frogs, fish, a snake, a hedgehog, a turtle, and a parrot. at the most i think at one point we had 7 dogs. crazy. so i am happy corbin has his first pet. i am happy it is a frog. i am happy with everything in my life right now.