Scenes from a Getaway

Hey look! It's a pregnant lady eating ice cream. Go figure. Gratuitous beach/cute kid shot. Now that is a clamcake! Or fritter if you are like not from South County Rhode Island and want to be a weirdo or something. This is in no way a crab cake. It's all fried dough goodness. At last count I consumed about ten of them. Check out the classic scenic wood paneling on the walls. This place hasn't changed since the 1950s. My parents went on dates here and now T.D. climbs into her favorite chair like she's a regular. It does not get any better than that. … [Read more...]

Overheards

Scene: Guestroom at my parents house. H & I have become incredibly lazy taking long afternoon naps in the summer heat. We have holed ourselves up in this room like teenagers with paperbacks, wi-fi, drinks and snacks. The dog doesn't even enter this domain. H: I'm thirsty. Go downstairs and get me water.Me: Um... I'm thirsty too. I'm pregnant and dehydrated....H: Ha! Get to it little woman! Me: I'm on vacation!H: Moms, don't get a vacation and your womanly duties are seriously lacking lately. You should be vacuuming and ironing my shirts or something...Five minutes later, I have my water. I'm not even going to discuss the amount of clamcakes I've consumed in the last few days and how yes, Mr.X they do exist. They are not and never will be RI crab cakes. Just ewww. … [Read more...]

Dude, It’s Just Heavy

Focus.Regroup.Communicate.All things that swirl around in my brain and that H and I need to do since his lay off last week. While it has only been a week in some ways it feels like a lifetime. The man is working his butt off on the job search and has come to the conclusion that he isn't sure if he wants to stay in his current field which leaves us to -Focus, communicate and regroup.We are going away this week for our planned vacation in sunny, beachy New England. While H feels incredibly guilty and embarrassed at the fact that he is taking a vacation while jobless this trip could not come at a better time. We'll be staying with my family so it's free and the grandparent childcare will give us the time we need to -Regroup, communicate and focus on what our next steps will be with our entire … [Read more...]

Crikey, This is My Life?

After a grueling flight filled with Lost episode one like turbulence and me almost puking up my gummi bears more than once. I am in Atlanta (Hey! Atlanta bloggers!). And really? I'm trying to relax. Because, um... it is all anyone can tell me to do and with the treatment I've been getting I should be able to but it just feels so foreign to have so much free time and pampering. I mean seriously. A rundown... Actually watching the Bachelorette in real time will eating french fries with creme brulee. It's a must try dish. Reading more than one page in a book without being asked to do something or where something is? Unheard of. Am loving it. Realizing that not all drivers who arrive at my house to take me to the airport and look like this are indeed not assasins and out to kill … [Read more...]

Dash Two, We See You

What is it about having that second child that makes you not just less neurotic (I did briefly worry about having a child with eight limbs, but that was only because the waiting room would not stop playing the story of the kid with eight limbs. Real helpful people! Real handy!) but also just even more forgetful if that is possible. Consumed with the T.D. and trying to actually make an appointment on time I completely forgot to bring my handy doctor's slip saying it was A-OK for me to actually have that sonogram today. Just in case, I was thinking of hanging around the imaging office for kicks as we pregnant woman are wont to do. Luckily, H was able to drive home right quick and pick it off the fridge and skedaddle back to the doctor's office. And another thing, I don't know about you, … [Read more...]

Unexpected Surprises

This weekend was full of unexpected surprises. From pee on the floor not once, not twice and no, not even thrice times! Ah, potty training in all its glory....To family dropping (if you all had a blog, I would plug you!) by for a casual dinner and watching our girls play.To Graco extending an offer I could not refuse. Details to come later.... is the suspense killing you? It is for me.To Father's Day spent scouting out the sights at Mt. Vernon. Educational fun with sullen teens serving ice cream! Kick ass! Actually it kind of was. I thoroughly enjoyed visiting the father of our countries home- finally. I mean, I've lived 15 minutes from it for almost five years and never gone. Eesh! And to everyone that was there? I wasn't really going to push that old broad off the cliff to get a … [Read more...]

Pregnancy Hormones or a Case of “That’s Life”?

Next week we find out the gender of Dash Two and it could not come at a better time. OK, maybe today would have been good, but at this moment, it is needed.I need to feel some sort of connection with this being who is for all intensive purposes the size of an apple. Sure, I have now heard the heartbeat, which puts me at ease, but I need to see it. To know that it is growing normally and all looks good. Once we know the gender we can assign a name and make it personal. I can plan and begin to get excited. Also known as soliciting companies to give my boy or girl new crap to review. Heh. I can no longer think of Dash Two as just the reason my breasts are now possibly a new wonder of the world or why my otherwise delectable coconut birthday cake makes me puke it up each time I attempted … [Read more...]

Tantrums- Dictator Style

Oh, Internets...How I long for the care free days when only once a week I felt like for maybe, five minutes, I felt like I might lose my mind. Those days are like the ones where you are sitting by a crystal blue pool looking toned and tanned while sipping some delicious treat of a drink.Days like today? Days like I have been having for the past few weeks? They are more akin to lying naked after having gained an extra 80 lbs, been covered in honey, feathers, and maybe some saran wrap, sat on an ant hill that also happens to be hot asphalt covered with glass and have the entire Beltway's worth of traffic critique your fabulous body while you beg for some water that is just a centimeter or two away. Did I mention you have also been beaten to a pulp and some hot lava is just careening towards … [Read more...]

Strawberry Shortcake – The Nudist

As a kid, I grew up in the Ocean State. Ah, lil' Rhody with it's four hundred miles of beaches. Bet you didn't know that the smallest state in the country could boast so much coastline. We certainly had our pick of the beaches and of all those sandy strips my parents often chose the one that you actually had to strip at. That's right, a nude beach. Moonstone to be exact and I'm not trying to be funny.Now a nature reserve for the piping plover or some such bird, Moonstone was a nude beach into the early 80's. As a small kid I didn't notice much of anything in the way of awkwardness I rather liked the whole no sand in the bathing britches factor and I was literally free to run around and play all day. Minus the fact that there were often few other children to play with it wasn't a bad beach. … [Read more...]