Picasa Help?! Anyone?

Hello fellow bloggers,
I have been having some blogging trouble lately (hence the scant posting) and am looking for some help. As you can see, some pictures are missing from my blog. I haven't the foggiest how this happened. But I think it has to do with Picasa.
I was told to use this lovely program to speed up my posting and picture uploading. However, it seems it will only let me upload 4 pictures per post. Anyone else run into this problem?
Also, when I then try and edit these posts from Blogger, the pictures I have uploaded via Picasa become deleted. What the?!
So, if someone can tell (or show) me how to quickly upload more than 4 pictures to Picasa to blog, that would be great?!

Many thanks in advance.
Yours,



p.s. I can also not get some of the links to work on my blog roll. That is why it is so small. Sorry if yours is not yet included. But I haven't forgotten about you! I'll keep trying.

What is IT?

Well, dear readers,

I thought I'd give a short update on the latest prego news. (yes, I too used to hate the word prego--but don't worry you get used to it).

I had an ultrasound two weeks ago and the ultrasound tech could not figure out what "IT" is because the legs were too tightly closed. Then E and I did our own ultrasound (a benefit of being in the medical profession) but were again stumped by the little kid who would not move from a tight fetal position. I guess that's OK--since it is a fetus. But, not to worry. I was told I would have one more ultrasound in 1 or 2 months. Let's hope so! And I think I'll drink a Mountain Dew (even though I hate them) next time to get this kid moving. I must say "It" hardly moves as much as B did. But she was a bit out of control--so I don't mind.

On another note about that area of the body: B has had severe diarrhea for the past couple days. We're talking dripping down her leg! And so it was my lovely duty to collect a few stool specimens for my doctor's office. Oh the joys! You should really all try it if you haven't had a chance. There's nothing like sifting through poop with a tiny spoon to find the most slimy, watery "specimen" and then having to fill 3-4 vials with "it." Guess we'll find out what this "it" is sooner than the first "it."

Happy hunting!

HELLO?!! Comments?!

Ok, this post is directed to my FAMILIA: Hello out there. I know you are all mostly gone vacationing to Lake Tahoe. But for reals!? Not one measly little comment on my blog from you since I started writing all this time?!

Let me explain how to comment: At the bottom of whatever I've written for that post there is in little letters the word "Comments." Click on that and a box will pop up that will allow you to read or write comments.

These are NECESSARY for my blogging to feel fulfilling. Poor little me needs to know that you CARE and are reading this. The main purpose of this blog is to share pictures and stories with YOU. So if you're not reading, why should I write?

And, THANK YOU to those friends who do comment. It is a great self esteem booster. :)

So, PLEASE COMMENT so that I know you are out there. (p.s. I know that you read Amanda). And I love you for it.

Love you all!

Graduation Pics

Well, you must be thinking. It's about time!

Here's what E's medical school graduation looked like from my perspective. My beautiful (and energetic) little girl to my left. My Dad and brother to my right. I'm SOOOO glad they flew out. And can you believe my Dad is 50?!

And my brother is available . . . :)

Yes, E graduated almost 2 months ago and I'm finally posting these. But better late than never. I just thought I'd share with all of you--especially 3rd and 4th year med students and wives--that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I know those early hours (i.e. 4:30 am) and call (ugh) can be a shock to the system at 1st. But it gets better.

Here's the processional as they make their way across campus to the ceremony.


And here's the handsome graduate. B couldn't contain herself. She kept calling, "Daddy! Daddy!" or more like: "Dawee! Dawee!" That must be what brought the smile to his face. I had to hold her back from running to march with him.











I couldn't help but have my heart swell a bit with pride as I watched the whole thing since to me it reflected the culmination of years of effort. E has wanted to be a doctor since he heard about Operation Smile while in high school.

I feel like it was kind of a team effort since we would study together a lot through undergrad and for the first couple years here. I also received my RN while here and almost completed my masters. But I never did get any sort of graduation thing. So I guess I felt this was sort of my bit of the pie too.

And here he is being hooded by some Dr. from the College of Medicine. He was thinking he wanted one of our doctor friends to do it, but they are all so busy in residency that he didn't want to bother them he said. I still think it would have been cool.

Ok, well. That's about as bring and brag as they come. Until the next spurt of energy hits me! Ciao, ungentle readers.

Happy 4th of July!

We braved the rain and saw the local Hilliard parade. It was fun although we left after an hour because it was a down pour. B loved gathering and eating all the candy people threw. By the end, she was waving at everyone and everything. We sure hope Minnesota has a parade next year!

Happy 4th of July!