I have to admit that lately this whole blogging thing has been getting me down. When I started blogging it was a way for me to get the nuts up to write and have people see it. Prior to that I never let anyone read anything I wrote. I did it as an outlet to in my journey as a new mother who was returning to work and dealing with post-partum depression. The blog helped immensely.Then I got hooked. I got a few readers. The idea of becoming a writer like I had always dreamed seemed a bit closer to reality. Especially when I realized that others were reading the blog too. What an amazing and addicting high!Lately though I'm having a hard time. I feel dried up. Tired. Haggard. Spent. The feeling has been there for a few months so it can't be blamed on pregnancy mojo. I just wonder if it is worth … [Read more...]
Confessions
1. I hide candy throughout the house. Not even my husband knows where it is. Sometimes I get up late at night and eat it. Just a piece. I'm no binger alright?!2. I'm a terrible Back Eater, though I swear it gets harder to do by the day. Toddlers are clever and wily little sons of a guns. 3. I haven't cleaned my diaper bag in only God knows how long. That and I still carry that damn thing around despite T.D. being two. I can't downsize for the life of me and I want to. If some company wants to send me something cute and small that doesn't look like a diaper bag I'm all for it! And to think when I first had T.D. no matter how cute that d.b. was I still made others carry it because I was too embarrassed to be seen with a diaper bag at all.4. I still think the deep end of a swimming pool is … [Read more...]
TG (mother f’n)F!
When I opened the door to T.D.'s room this morning she threw a heavy sippy cup at me. I dodged it otherwise I would have gotten socked clear in the gut. I immediately thought, "So that's how it's going to be today...thank God it's Friday!"Oh wait.No H.The weekend is just a regular set of days with no relief. No sleeping in. Oy.I think at that point I just blocked everything out and began fantasizing about this impending new show and all the reports of leaks, gossip and such that have been circulating the last week or so. It was my 'Calgon Take Me Away' moment. Either that or I was hearkening back to a time when children who threw heavy cups of milk at me were not even blip on my radar.Speaking of which, I really need to clean my bathtub. Is 9 a.m. too early to begin swilling vodka … [Read more...]
You Know It’s Been A While
When the act of someone rubbing your earlobes almost brings you to tears.H has been gone a week and me, the non-touchy feely person, wants to be touched.Spooning the dog? Hugs from T.D.? Just not cutting it. I miss big hugs. I miss hearing someone breathe next to me as I sleep. Because the dog sounds like a 98 year-old man with a serious sinus condition and has restless leg syndrome.I had a facial today (it was free people!) and I fell asleep. I barely remember the face mask part but I do know that drool was wiped off my slackend jaw. I might have snored a bit too. My hormones are so jacked up that I want to sleep during the day and almost cry when someone puts a frothy egg-white encrustation solution on my face (it is just me or does the encrustation part make you mildly gag but become … [Read more...]
New Experiences with a Toddler-#41
The annual exam at the OB-GYN. That's right. I took T.D. with me yesterday never giving it a second thought that the last time she went was in her carrier at that lovely 6-week post-partum check-up. She was angelic and sweet. She was asleep. This time?We packed toys, books, toys that needed to be reviewed and lots of praying to the toddler good behavior gods. Please let her not touch anything icky, specimen-oriented or longer than the average-sized q-tip. Please.We had a narrow miss in the bathroom when she discovered the fun little cabinet that people leave their urine samples in. Just as I was washing my hands I saw from the corner of my eye her little fingers opening the door and reaching in. "NO!", I yelled. I think the waiting room and the office next door to the OB-GYN heard me. … [Read more...]
The State of Things
Maybe it's the fact that I walked ten miles today and got up at the butt crack of dawn. Maybe it's that H is gone and T.D. and I have ensconced ourselves in some silly dream world where we no longer live in the world of responsibilities and adult behavior but in lax land where everyday is man 'n' cheese day and pajamas are de rigeur. We've rocked out to 'Slow Ride' by Foghat more times than I can count. Toys are piled on furniture. The television is always on in some room if only for the noise. Last I looked some constant loop of 'Lost' was playing in the kitchen. I can't even bring myself to look at laundry monster that is lurking, growling and taking over the upstairs of my house. A zit has taken up residence on my face the size of Bolivia and if it doesn't go away soon I might take a … [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...]
This Is So Not Me
I don't normally do this type of thing (cue music from the Pet Shop Boys now) but seeing as I've done enough shameless self promotion for myself on this here blog for a variety of reasons I direct you to this fine cause.It's a plea really. For a friend of mine. When I say friend, I'm not covering for myself either. It really is for a friend of mine. True, you don't know her but just visit her site here and get to know her a bit. She's a newbie to the Avon Walk and in desperate need of some coinage and good will. She needs know that she CAN do this fundraising thing. She's fearful and beginning to doubt herself and I can't let that happen. She's a wonderful, kind, caring person who is always willing to help out a friend or neighbor at a moments notice. She's a pretty mean baker too. The … [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...]
Things I Will Never Understand- Part 67
I'm saving you from having to read all about my wacky hormones, my bad mothering skills and need for sleep today by giving you this- Part 67 or maybe 5 of Things I Will Never Understand. 1. Keds. Those white, no support offering, Keds. Ladies, if you are wearing these take them off right NOW! They are only showing your age. 2. Better yet those white canvas shoes with the elastics on the side (you know the ones that look like they could be cool Vans if only they had the black and white check patter, but they don't) that you can buy at Wal-mart and are the only shoe worse than Keds. They make you look like a grandma.3. Angel Cats. In the front yard. Why? Does it mean there is a cat buried there? I think that is against HOA rules.4. Why Ryan Seacrest has a job.5. The 'Old-Fashioned' part of … [Read more...]