1. What is the weather like in your city today?
beautifully cool in the mornings, extremely warm in the afternoons. It's beautifully, really. I wish it stayed like this all year, but unfortunately we are the brink of the unbearably hot.
2. Do you like the zoo?
I'm rather indifferent. I like animals, but checking them out in their unnatural habitat doesn't really appeal to me. I do like how kids react to animals though.
3. Do you eat coconut? I love coconut, but I don't seek it out. Macaroons, yummy, coconut ice cream - delightful. Coconut chicken curry - Mmmm. Okay, so maybe I just like food and coconut is a food and that's just happy time.
4. Have you ever hammered a nail? Are you good at it? Sure, hasn't everyone? I'm not particularly good at it but I think that's because I'm short and I don't take the time to get a stool so I am properly holding said nail, because I often bend the nail rather than pound the sucker in the wall.
5. Does your family have a vacation destination that you visit often? ha! vacation? no, not really. My husband and I used to frequent Charleston because it had great parks to camp in and we loved the city. I think we went 4 times in 2 years, but we haven't been in a good number of years.
6. How many pillows do you sleep with? There are 11 pillows on my bed, but I throw all of mine off the bed and sleep with a small tubular neck pillow only. Hubby uses two. The rest of them hit the floor.
7. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up? If the alarm wakes me up, I get up, walk across the room to the alarm clock (there's a reason it's not within reaching distance) and hit the snooze. Rinse and repeat. If Spencer wakes me up I say, "Go to the bathroom" with my eyes closed still, and then I roll over and wait for my alarm to go off. So I can get up, cross the room and hit the snooze. Rinse and repeat.
8. Will you send your kids to summer camp? Eventually, maybe. I went to a daycamp every summer until I was 12 because my mom worked full time, and I loved it. Right now we're still in daycare so there's no point.
9. What do you put in your baked potatoes? In the rare event that I order them, butter and sour cream, but honestly I'd rather have broccoli.
10. Did you take swimming lessons as a kid? I did, but it didn't really help. I can tread water and float like a champ but I'm not that great at actually getting from Point A to Point B. I doggie paddle. No lie.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Ok, so I have a disturbing addiction.
It's Sunday night. I've caught up on DVR and could be watching Grey's or reading or really anything else, but instead I turned on the remake of the Parent Trap. You know, the one with Lindsay Lohan before she became a skank. How sick is that?
I know.
I also could retire to the bedroom to read a bit before sleeping, but Hubby is in there watching the hockey game and I really can't stand watching sports when they really mean anything ... he gets so worked up. He's yelling at the screen. Earlier I think there was a replay to decide if the puck was in or not, and I heard "It's in, yep, it's in. I said, it's in. I'm going to go ahead and clap now" and did that horrible slow clap. It's irritating and hilarious all in one.
Weekend: great. Well, a mixed bag really, but it turned out decent. Spencer woke up with a wretched barking cough and wheezing trouble breathing and ugh, it was horrible. I tend NOT to overreact with such things, but with an upcoming familial surgery and my mom's stuff and Henry's mood swings I was worried that ... well, I was just worried. I packed him up at 5am and dragged him to the Afterhours clinic only to find out that After Hours does not mean any hour, and they didn't open until 1pm. Back home we went and hit Walgreen's walk-in at 9:30 to find out that all his facilities were in order and if it was anything, it's too early to tell.
By then he said he was feeling fine, so we moved on with our day - finger painting, sprinklers, a NAP (that's what happens when he wakes up at 4:30am), a run (BTW, it's far too hot to run these days) and the realization that I've almost hit my one-year goal weight in four months. Once I technically hit it (my scale kept going up and down, but I think it's final decision was 2 lbs more to go), I'm going to set another 10lbs at a time until I get down to a happy weight. But I'm in the 150s now; I haven't been in the 150s since high school! I've never been a skinny minnie and I'm finally okay with that, but I do hope for healthy and strong and comfortable with myself.
Sunday was BOGO brunch at Ruby Tuesdays (they have this California breakfast quesadilla which is fantastic), $5 days at Mosi, 7-11 Icees and a fantastic salad for dinner (lettuce, mushrooms, tomatoes, carrots, whole wheat pasta, goat cheese and shrimp that was sauteed with a touch of bacon and brown sugar). Spencer fell asleep after MOSI and slept straight through the night from about 5pm on. Henry CUT HIS FIRST TOOTH and was a pill all night. Really, all weekend, but we finally were able to have something to show for it. A tooth! Excellent! But hopefully now maybe I'll be able to get him to do some sleeping.
Please Lord, let him sleep.
I know.
I also could retire to the bedroom to read a bit before sleeping, but Hubby is in there watching the hockey game and I really can't stand watching sports when they really mean anything ... he gets so worked up. He's yelling at the screen. Earlier I think there was a replay to decide if the puck was in or not, and I heard "It's in, yep, it's in. I said, it's in. I'm going to go ahead and clap now" and did that horrible slow clap. It's irritating and hilarious all in one.
Weekend: great. Well, a mixed bag really, but it turned out decent. Spencer woke up with a wretched barking cough and wheezing trouble breathing and ugh, it was horrible. I tend NOT to overreact with such things, but with an upcoming familial surgery and my mom's stuff and Henry's mood swings I was worried that ... well, I was just worried. I packed him up at 5am and dragged him to the Afterhours clinic only to find out that After Hours does not mean any hour, and they didn't open until 1pm. Back home we went and hit Walgreen's walk-in at 9:30 to find out that all his facilities were in order and if it was anything, it's too early to tell.
By then he said he was feeling fine, so we moved on with our day - finger painting, sprinklers, a NAP (that's what happens when he wakes up at 4:30am), a run (BTW, it's far too hot to run these days) and the realization that I've almost hit my one-year goal weight in four months. Once I technically hit it (my scale kept going up and down, but I think it's final decision was 2 lbs more to go), I'm going to set another 10lbs at a time until I get down to a happy weight. But I'm in the 150s now; I haven't been in the 150s since high school! I've never been a skinny minnie and I'm finally okay with that, but I do hope for healthy and strong and comfortable with myself.
Sunday was BOGO brunch at Ruby Tuesdays (they have this California breakfast quesadilla which is fantastic), $5 days at Mosi, 7-11 Icees and a fantastic salad for dinner (lettuce, mushrooms, tomatoes, carrots, whole wheat pasta, goat cheese and shrimp that was sauteed with a touch of bacon and brown sugar). Spencer fell asleep after MOSI and slept straight through the night from about 5pm on. Henry CUT HIS FIRST TOOTH and was a pill all night. Really, all weekend, but we finally were able to have something to show for it. A tooth! Excellent! But hopefully now maybe I'll be able to get him to do some sleeping.
Please Lord, let him sleep.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Chronicles of Mom-nia
I hate when things get so busy around here that I feel the need to chronicle everything. I don't know why, because I have no problem reading other peoples' chronicling, but I feel like such a lazy boring blogger when I chronicle my lives. Who wants to read that crap? I get bored writing it!
So here's the poop in bullets:
-- I'm ridiculously proud of myself for my 22 mile bike ride on Saturday. The furthest I've ridden in my adult life is about 14 miles when Spencer was about a year and we used to go on family rides. Still waiting for Henry to hit the magic one-year mark so we can start family rides again (the time passes when I don't want it to, and doesn't for the reasons I do want it to). I used to ride all over when I was young, but somehow you lose that drive when you get older. I didn't make it home (25 miles would have been home) but when I was dying, lying beneath that tree roadside while people looked strangely at me in the grass, I was glad to have gotten as far as I did. AND I was glad my FIL was at my house with his truck so Hubby was able to rescue me from said roadside.
-- True story:
Spencer likes to close doors. Spencer likes to push the button on the handle. Spencer does not realize that this locks the door.
(Hubby tries to get into our room): Spencer, come open this door.
(Spencer comes to open the door and finds it locked) I can't, it's locked.
H Did you lock it?
S Umm, yes.
H What does that mean?
S That means I go to time out.
H Okay, you go to time out.
(Spencer walks to his room with his head down)
YES! We have him trained! Now to train him not to lock the @(#&! doors.
-- I, who rarely ever reads more than one book at one time, am in the middle of three (3!) books. One, brainless: Motor Mouth by Janet Evanovich. Two, pretentious: Medium Raw by Anthony Bourdain (holy JEEBUS is he a pretentious ass; somehow in the couple years since I last read/saw him, I forgot this). Three, Darn good: Born Round by Frank Bruni. I have 3 days to finish them all so I can put them on my woefully inadequate April reading list.
-- I've been toying with going to the doctor for a full physical because I haven't been feeling that good. I've had a nagging stomachache for over a week, and my 99 hours of Grey's Anatomy have taught me that maybe something is something and not just nothing (thank you fictional tv). However, I am also almost sure that it's low-level anxiety because it went away over the weekend.
-- If you are interested in where I am in Grey's, George is dead. I think they just went to his funeral.
-- If you aren't as far as I am in Grey's, I'm sorry for the spoiler.
-- If you want to follow along at home with my Book Club, our next book is Sarah's Key. I picked this all on my own, so it's my fault if it sucks. Has anyone read it?
-- The kids both went to bed with no whining (Spencer) or crying or hysterical fits (Henry). This might be a sign of the apocalypse, but I prefer to think that maybe my daycare lady needs to drag the kids to Chuck E Cheese every day, like she did today.
So here's the poop in bullets:
-- I'm ridiculously proud of myself for my 22 mile bike ride on Saturday. The furthest I've ridden in my adult life is about 14 miles when Spencer was about a year and we used to go on family rides. Still waiting for Henry to hit the magic one-year mark so we can start family rides again (the time passes when I don't want it to, and doesn't for the reasons I do want it to). I used to ride all over when I was young, but somehow you lose that drive when you get older. I didn't make it home (25 miles would have been home) but when I was dying, lying beneath that tree roadside while people looked strangely at me in the grass, I was glad to have gotten as far as I did. AND I was glad my FIL was at my house with his truck so Hubby was able to rescue me from said roadside.
-- True story:
Spencer likes to close doors. Spencer likes to push the button on the handle. Spencer does not realize that this locks the door.
(Hubby tries to get into our room): Spencer, come open this door.
(Spencer comes to open the door and finds it locked) I can't, it's locked.
H Did you lock it?
S Umm, yes.
H What does that mean?
S That means I go to time out.
H Okay, you go to time out.
(Spencer walks to his room with his head down)
YES! We have him trained! Now to train him not to lock the @(#&! doors.
-- I, who rarely ever reads more than one book at one time, am in the middle of three (3!) books. One, brainless: Motor Mouth by Janet Evanovich. Two, pretentious: Medium Raw by Anthony Bourdain (holy JEEBUS is he a pretentious ass; somehow in the couple years since I last read/saw him, I forgot this). Three, Darn good: Born Round by Frank Bruni. I have 3 days to finish them all so I can put them on my woefully inadequate April reading list.
-- I've been toying with going to the doctor for a full physical because I haven't been feeling that good. I've had a nagging stomachache for over a week, and my 99 hours of Grey's Anatomy have taught me that maybe something is something and not just nothing (thank you fictional tv). However, I am also almost sure that it's low-level anxiety because it went away over the weekend.
-- If you are interested in where I am in Grey's, George is dead. I think they just went to his funeral.
-- If you aren't as far as I am in Grey's, I'm sorry for the spoiler.
-- If you want to follow along at home with my Book Club, our next book is Sarah's Key. I picked this all on my own, so it's my fault if it sucks. Has anyone read it?
-- The kids both went to bed with no whining (Spencer) or crying or hysterical fits (Henry). This might be a sign of the apocalypse, but I prefer to think that maybe my daycare lady needs to drag the kids to Chuck E Cheese every day, like she did today.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Ten on Tuesday
1. How many blogs do you read every day and what are they? (I’m talking the ones you NEVER miss)
According to Google Reader, I have 77 subscriptions. I read all of them when they post, but I get a little giddy when Chelsea, Molly, Stacie, MamaFuss, Maggie, Lauren, Suzie or Jennie post. Thankfully they all do it often. There are probably more, but it's early and I can't think too much.
2. How many “best friends” do you have? Do you have different “besties” for different areas of your life?
I don't really consider that I have really any best friends anymore. I have plenty of friends, and girlfriends, but I don't have any one person that I see often, or talk to on the phone. I wish I could remedy that, but at 30 years old it seems everyone already has a best friend and I lost mine a few years ago through a falling out that I can honestly say wasn't my fault. People tell me I'm better off but I really miss having someone that close. I do tell my manager all my secrets though.
3. What’s your daily make up routine? If I have time, washing my face in the shower, moisturizer, eye shadow, blush, mascara, a little coverup and then lipstick in the car. If no time, blush and then lipstick in the car. Today since I'm taking up my get-ready time with this, it will be moisturizer and then blush and lipstick in the car.
4. What is your ideal girl’s night?
wine, wine wine ... and good friends
5. Do you keep up with your nails/toenails or are they au natural?
My toenails are usually painted but I only get a pedicure once every 6 months or so, so they aren't particularly pretty (right now they are, it's only 2 weeks old). I like my fingernails natural.
6. What’s your best roommate story (assuming you had a roommate at some point in your life)?
I lived with The Brad. He was awesome and I miss him. We used to get in fart fights, and sit on the porch having philosophical discussions. Aww, Bradford.
7. What’s your “go to” outfit that you wear more than anything else?
jeans and heels. Lately I've been living in my tank tops, but if I want to feel pretty and comfortable I need jeans and heels.
8. Do you have a beauty secret?
I don't have one. Please share.
9. Did you read Seventeen magazine growing up? yes
10. How did you learn to put on makeup? When I was 13 my mom took me to Merle Norman for a makeover where they showed me how to put on makeup, and then my mom bought what they put on me. I used that makeup for about 4 years.
According to Google Reader, I have 77 subscriptions. I read all of them when they post, but I get a little giddy when Chelsea, Molly, Stacie, MamaFuss, Maggie, Lauren, Suzie or Jennie post. Thankfully they all do it often. There are probably more, but it's early and I can't think too much.
2. How many “best friends” do you have? Do you have different “besties” for different areas of your life?
I don't really consider that I have really any best friends anymore. I have plenty of friends, and girlfriends, but I don't have any one person that I see often, or talk to on the phone. I wish I could remedy that, but at 30 years old it seems everyone already has a best friend and I lost mine a few years ago through a falling out that I can honestly say wasn't my fault. People tell me I'm better off but I really miss having someone that close. I do tell my manager all my secrets though.
3. What’s your daily make up routine? If I have time, washing my face in the shower, moisturizer, eye shadow, blush, mascara, a little coverup and then lipstick in the car. If no time, blush and then lipstick in the car. Today since I'm taking up my get-ready time with this, it will be moisturizer and then blush and lipstick in the car.
4. What is your ideal girl’s night?
wine, wine wine ... and good friends
5. Do you keep up with your nails/toenails or are they au natural?
My toenails are usually painted but I only get a pedicure once every 6 months or so, so they aren't particularly pretty (right now they are, it's only 2 weeks old). I like my fingernails natural.
6. What’s your best roommate story (assuming you had a roommate at some point in your life)?
I lived with The Brad. He was awesome and I miss him. We used to get in fart fights, and sit on the porch having philosophical discussions. Aww, Bradford.
7. What’s your “go to” outfit that you wear more than anything else?
jeans and heels. Lately I've been living in my tank tops, but if I want to feel pretty and comfortable I need jeans and heels.
8. Do you have a beauty secret?
I don't have one. Please share.
9. Did you read Seventeen magazine growing up? yes
10. How did you learn to put on makeup? When I was 13 my mom took me to Merle Norman for a makeover where they showed me how to put on makeup, and then my mom bought what they put on me. I used that makeup for about 4 years.
Monday, April 25, 2011
A Brand New Dawn
It's early; I'm up, and I'm already ready for work. I've already mentioned that that last week was the worst week in a really long time at work, and although I rarely mention work here I will say that I am going to positive-think myself through this week. It has to be better. It WILL be better.
I had a delightful weekend; I don't know about you. Saturday I decided to ride my bike to my mom's house. 12.4 miles. And then I rode home. I didn't make it home - I got 9.4 miles before hitting a complete brick wall and not being able to move anymore without wanting to throw up - but thankfully Hubby's dad was over with his truck so Hubby came and picked me up. So it appears I can ride my bike 22 miles, but not 25 miles, which would have gotten me all the way home. I thought I would be fine, and I may have if it wasn't so hot. Damn summer heat in April. But it was an awesome workout and I was suitably sore for the rest of the day.
Hubby's dad brought over people to start working on my deck so now We! Have! A! Frame! They were here all Saturday and it looks huge based on the new footprint. To say I'm excited is a serious understatement. We picked out a composite wood for the decking so now we're trying to find out how fast we can get the wood in so we can have our deck. Looks like I have a great deal of gardening left to do.
Easter was also delightful - we did the usual sunrise service at the zoo, followed by breakfast (at a new place, because last year I got horribly horribly sick so I've sworn off Village Inn forever, which I didn't like anyhow) and then a leisurely day at the in-laws which included lots of food, an Easter egg hunt, swimming and an egg-shaped cake. 'Twas good.
I hope your weekend was also delightful. And here's to this week - a turning point, right?
I had a delightful weekend; I don't know about you. Saturday I decided to ride my bike to my mom's house. 12.4 miles. And then I rode home. I didn't make it home - I got 9.4 miles before hitting a complete brick wall and not being able to move anymore without wanting to throw up - but thankfully Hubby's dad was over with his truck so Hubby came and picked me up. So it appears I can ride my bike 22 miles, but not 25 miles, which would have gotten me all the way home. I thought I would be fine, and I may have if it wasn't so hot. Damn summer heat in April. But it was an awesome workout and I was suitably sore for the rest of the day.
Hubby's dad brought over people to start working on my deck so now We! Have! A! Frame! They were here all Saturday and it looks huge based on the new footprint. To say I'm excited is a serious understatement. We picked out a composite wood for the decking so now we're trying to find out how fast we can get the wood in so we can have our deck. Looks like I have a great deal of gardening left to do.
Easter was also delightful - we did the usual sunrise service at the zoo, followed by breakfast (at a new place, because last year I got horribly horribly sick so I've sworn off Village Inn forever, which I didn't like anyhow) and then a leisurely day at the in-laws which included lots of food, an Easter egg hunt, swimming and an egg-shaped cake. 'Twas good.
I hope your weekend was also delightful. And here's to this week - a turning point, right?
Friday, April 22, 2011
The Hodgepodge
1) This has been the worst week at work in a really long time. I was on the verge of tears yesterday, I've been on the verge of quitting several times (which I cannot do, obviously), I've been working 12 hour days several times this week and last ... it's been bad. I've been overwhelmed and busy and with neverending work ... I'm hoping to get through today so I can move on to next - it has to be better, right? It has to get better. I know it gets better but I'm not seeing the light at the end of the tunnel right now.
2) I brought home about 3 hours of work last night, and then stopped at the library and got seven brainless books ... and read one (Hero at Large - Janet Evanovich) and took out a second to start (Medium Raw - Anthony Bourdain) before getting into my many Words with Friends games and not starting Book #2. Or the work.
3) Every day there are about five moments, conversations, etc, with Spencer that I want to document and then I don't write it right down and something else happens and I forget exactly what was said. But here's one: yesterday morning I was in the shower sitting on the floor shaving. Spencer came into the bathroom and it was a lot earlier than he usually wakes up. He went directly into my closet and closed the door (did not say anything to me). A few minutes later he came back out, left the bathroom and closed the door. When I finished my shower, I opened the bathroom door and he was standing there waiting for me, and asked me to walk him back to bed.
4) Here's another thing which is so endearing to me: every single morning, Spencer waits until his brother wakes up and then he climbs into Henry's crib with him and plays for a half hour or so. Most times he brings his pillow and blanket (which make for a crowded crib) and lays down to "cuddle" with Henry. I always check to make sure that every one is safe, but he really takes such good care of his little brother.
5) Henry is cutting an eye tooth. Never mind that he has NO OTHER TEETH so this is not really the proper order of things, but his gums are misshapen there into a weird little point. My child might have a fang here soon. This might be why he cries and laughs so much at the same time.
6) Today is Good Friday. I wish I took today off simply for my mental health, but I also hope that every single person I would otherwise hope to call takes it off so I can work in peace. Peace for Good Friday. Peace for Earth Day. Peace, please.
7) I had book club on Wednesday night and it was SO. Much. Fun! It was a little weird that all but one member are people that I either work with or used to work with, but we got through the night without it being a giant complaint-suck about things right now. As a matter of fact, I'm the only one who mentioned work at all because I had gone straight from one to the other. Now I need to figure out what we are going to read for next month. Pronto.
2) I brought home about 3 hours of work last night, and then stopped at the library and got seven brainless books ... and read one (Hero at Large - Janet Evanovich) and took out a second to start (Medium Raw - Anthony Bourdain) before getting into my many Words with Friends games and not starting Book #2. Or the work.
3) Every day there are about five moments, conversations, etc, with Spencer that I want to document and then I don't write it right down and something else happens and I forget exactly what was said. But here's one: yesterday morning I was in the shower sitting on the floor shaving. Spencer came into the bathroom and it was a lot earlier than he usually wakes up. He went directly into my closet and closed the door (did not say anything to me). A few minutes later he came back out, left the bathroom and closed the door. When I finished my shower, I opened the bathroom door and he was standing there waiting for me, and asked me to walk him back to bed.
4) Here's another thing which is so endearing to me: every single morning, Spencer waits until his brother wakes up and then he climbs into Henry's crib with him and plays for a half hour or so. Most times he brings his pillow and blanket (which make for a crowded crib) and lays down to "cuddle" with Henry. I always check to make sure that every one is safe, but he really takes such good care of his little brother.
5) Henry is cutting an eye tooth. Never mind that he has NO OTHER TEETH so this is not really the proper order of things, but his gums are misshapen there into a weird little point. My child might have a fang here soon. This might be why he cries and laughs so much at the same time.
6) Today is Good Friday. I wish I took today off simply for my mental health, but I also hope that every single person I would otherwise hope to call takes it off so I can work in peace. Peace for Good Friday. Peace for Earth Day. Peace, please.
7) I had book club on Wednesday night and it was SO. Much. Fun! It was a little weird that all but one member are people that I either work with or used to work with, but we got through the night without it being a giant complaint-suck about things right now. As a matter of fact, I'm the only one who mentioned work at all because I had gone straight from one to the other. Now I need to figure out what we are going to read for next month. Pronto.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
A conversation
(Spencer had his Easter party at daycare today, and I got home right before bed so we were talking about dinner and a piece of candy tomorrow)
Spencer: So tomorrow I can have one piece of candy.
Me: After dinner. Do you want to make pizza for dinner tomorrow?
S: Yes. And I will make pizza. Me. And I will put yummy things on the pizza.
Me: What kind of things do you want on your pizza?
S: I will have one piece after pizza. One. (candy)
Me: Okay, but what do you want on your pizza?
S: Yummy things. I will have tomatoes on my pizza.
Me: And cheese?
S: And cheese, yes.
Me: And sausage?
S: uh huh (nods. you really need to imagine a bobblehead while this whole conversation is going on)
Me: How about mushrooms, like Caillou puts on his pizza? Yummy mushrooms?
S: (silence. Spencer hates mushrooms) No ... yummy things. I don't think mushrooms.
It was worth a try. Sausage, cheese and tomatoes it is. and One Piece of candy after pizza.
Seriously, bobblehead. I love this kid.
Spencer: So tomorrow I can have one piece of candy.
Me: After dinner. Do you want to make pizza for dinner tomorrow?
S: Yes. And I will make pizza. Me. And I will put yummy things on the pizza.
Me: What kind of things do you want on your pizza?
S: I will have one piece after pizza. One. (candy)
Me: Okay, but what do you want on your pizza?
S: Yummy things. I will have tomatoes on my pizza.
Me: And cheese?
S: And cheese, yes.
Me: And sausage?
S: uh huh (nods. you really need to imagine a bobblehead while this whole conversation is going on)
Me: How about mushrooms, like Caillou puts on his pizza? Yummy mushrooms?
S: (silence. Spencer hates mushrooms) No ... yummy things. I don't think mushrooms.
It was worth a try. Sausage, cheese and tomatoes it is. and One Piece of candy after pizza.
Seriously, bobblehead. I love this kid.
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