My husband likes to say I have bad birthday karma. With that comes bad gift karma. After years of hearing him say it and describe past presents I've received I came to believe it too. The list of bad presents from those who probably mean well has been long. Those "french" plates with pink shoes drawn on them and inscribed with the words, 'Oh la la'? I don't think was meant well at all actually. I don't know what that person was thinking. For the most part I've been told I'm hard to buy for and I've come to believe it now too. Though really? What woman doesn't like a pedicure or a day alone sans kids? Or a shopping spree or good book? I'm always game for those.The Aunt Myrtle style lipstick case with mirror given to me at age 7? The ankle length orange winter coat with the $5 price tag … [Read more...]
Anything You Can Do…
I can do better! Isn't that how the song goes? I would like to say that I excel at some manly type things but at the moment my brain is drawing a blank. Plus, things in our house are pretty equal. We both clean just fine even if it is in our own little idiosyncratic ways that drive the other one nuts. We both claim to drive better than the other. I at least have the driving record to prove it.We can each make a mean dinner, breakfast or lunch.Kid duties? We're even there too. When we do home renovation projects we work together. Granted I shirk the whole power tool thing but it's just not my thing. I am pretty girly, I admit. I like to pick out the aesthetic items and I don't mind painting or digging in the dirt. I leave the caulking to H. I just don't have the patience. Maybe H should … [Read more...]
The G-Force Effect
I've created a new word. The G-Force Effect. After four days with her grandparents T.D. is truly living up to her name. That's right. The 'G' stands for grandparent.Why does Momma want me to get dressed in under fifteen minutes when Mem allows me to take forty? Why can't we try every barrette and pair of socks or shoes or try on three pairs of pants and six shirts? Or brush our hair and teeth slower than molasses in January? The G-Force Effect is always accompanied by a case of the why's and a serious bout of crying. Why can't we read eight books before nap time and twelve at bedtime? If I want to stay in the tub for over and hour and get to bed two hours late what is the problem with that Momma?Yes, the G-Force Effect is in full effect in my house. I realized it first thing yesterday … [Read more...]
Apparently I’m a Dork
I find it very interesting to come home from these blogging junkets. After spending days talking RSS feeds, traffic, monetizing, getting all twitterpated from twittering and generally living in a bloggy bubble coming home is the equivalent to having all the air sucked out of said bubble and hearing a loud popping noise. That noise could easily be described as my coolness factor slamming the back door shut as it runs down the street very far away from me. Apparently, I'm now a dork. At least according to H.When I came home on Friday night from Camp Baby I was brimming full of news. I had photos of me and my fun blogging friends, I was excited about meeting my favorite blogger and wanted to share all that I had learned and gleaned from the trip. As I began to talk about the insane amount of … [Read more...]
Angsty Pregnant Blogger Goes to a Conference
Today I'm off to the beautiful land of New Jersey to seek out the answers to infant and toddler sleep patterns, all that is new in J&J products and if I wasn't pregnant to drink a little.Now don't get me wrong, I'm excited to go. Happy to be invited. Thrilled to be carpooling with this crew. But when H asked me this morning if I was packed and ready to go, all pumped up to talk to other bloggers I said, "eehhh..I'm more concerned about food. When will we eat? Will there be snacks? I forgot to buy crackers. I know were talking about sleep issues with kids, will there be nap time for me?" Seriously. This is what it comes down to. A tiny being smaller than a grain of rice is making me nauseous as hell right now and I'm playing it moment by moment most days. It sucks. I've already uttered, … [Read more...]
Earth Hour- TONIGHT! Are you Ready?
Maybe you have heard of it, maybe you haven't but tonight all over the world between 8-9 p.m. we are powering down. For one solid hour there will be no lights on in my house. Just candlelight. Earth Hour is a great way for your whole family to get involved and learn about conservation. While T.D. will be in bed by that point, the dog and I will sitting quietly. On March 29, 2008 at 8 p.m., join millions of people around the world in making a statement about climate change by turning off your lights for Earth Hour, an event created by the World Wildlife Fund. Earth Hour was created by WWF in Sydney, Australia in 2007, and in one year has grown from an event in one city to a global movement. In 2008, millions of people, businesses, governments and civic organizations in nearly 200 … [Read more...]
Confirmed! Am Not Crazy!
After polling my neighbors and pestering them with questions (because that is not crazy lady behavior)yesterday about strange rattlings, tremors, and general thumps and bumps in the night I found one neighbor who confirmed that the house did shake and there was a tap, tap, tapping sound. Or as he put it, "as if someone was moving furniture in front of the house but outside..."Yup. So glad it was not a poltergeist or something full of fun like that. Heh.Now I'm off to suck down coffee in large gulps and munch pastry while listening to songster Mr. Skip and hopefully see this fun lady.Giveaway on Mummy's Product Reviews in effect! Visit NOW for a chance to win a set of DVDs or toddler wash today!While you are procrastinating from life, laundry, work, listening to your boss or just getting … [Read more...]
Book Day! Entry 3
Once again, saved by the book. After a sleepless night convincing me that there is indeed no rest for the wicked (another post entirely) and the wicked not being me but our dog, I am grateful to be have the book. You'll notice this part goes back a few years in Casey's life and this part is really just setting the scene for later things. I'm toying with this idea of going back and forth in her life. The 90sCasey slid down the wall, hugging her notebook to her small frame and feeling the hard books in her backpack dig into her back. She slumps down beneath the front office window of her new school. Who knew that high School was the gateway to hell, she thought to herself. Certainly not her parents who had decided that public school would be a good change for her. She had her doubts, but … [Read more...]
She’s Crafty
THUD!CRASH!BANG!Footsteps can be heard running overhead with the sound of hysterical Joker-esque laughter following it. Yelling quickly ensues. It sounds like an old Adam West Batman episode is at play in my house. Aah, nap time!That crash was her pink plastic pig. The thud? A pile of books she has unceremoniously dropped from her bed.The bang is new. I'll have to investigate.Some people remove all furniture from their toddler's room when these things occur. I've seen many a bare toddler room. I wonder where they put all the kids stuff. Her grandparents freak out and fear for her life and I do too a little bit but I feel that even if we removed all T.D.'s furniture she would still find some way to climb, jump and make quite a commotion. I would have to rip the windowsill off the window and … [Read more...]
Oh! You Didn’t Know I Had a Maid, Did You?
Yes, it's true. I have a maid. How else would I get everything done?She's quite efficient too. When I finish my shower, there she is at the ready, holding my towel for me. She would not have it any other way. She's my lady in waiting though I have no rank.She hands me my make-up. She holds my hairbrush and patiently waits for me to put in my hair goop.She even doles out my lotions and other assorted face products.She puts away the laundry. Everything in its proper place! Draws must close completely and she scolds me when I half shut them.She is obsessive about dusting and even screams at me when I try to do it myself.In fact, whenever I try to do anything on my own there she is trailing after me yelling, "ME HELP! ME HELP!"If you haven't already figured it out, my daughter is the maid. … [Read more...]