A year ago today I packed up my gray wall-carpeted cube, handed in my work laptop and said farewell to the corporate world. No more daily Starbucks trips. No more commute. No more guaranteed paycheck. Already a year ago. Unreal. I was elated. I was done with the frustrating situations like this. I was dumbstruck, gobsmacked and terrified. For months and weeks H & I planned how this transition would all go down. We couldn't do moments like this one anymore. They were happening all too often and we as a family unit were unraveling fast. The 'D' word was getting thrown around a bit and I think thought about even more.This blog served as my release, as it still does, but for my work tensions and its going ons. The working mother thing worked but only as far as the blog was concerned. I … [Read more...]
Tarzhay Drapes = Freedom
T.D. has been at Nana's since Tuesday. It's always weird when she is gone. The days fly by. H & I don't know what to do with ourselves and the house feels too quiet. At the same time though I've had concentrated times to work and download useless songs on my Ipod (I went a little Depeche Mode crazy yesterday). We miss her but there is something to be said for all this-Wandering through Target with only my purse. I spent twenty minutes just looking at drapes. I wandered through every department actually looking at things and processing information. The light I want for our bathroom? I STILL remember the price and I didn't even have to write it down! What's more? I didn't buy a thing! I walked out of Tarzhay with nada. That is a feat or a miracle unto itself!Ulta. Found some fun things … [Read more...]
H & the Unholy Trinity
There is a reason I normally do the grocery shopping in our house. H just gets too fired up while he is there. It takes me about 45 minutes to calm him down after each excursion. I must admit that I often agree with him but once I walk through those automated doors my mind shuts off and I am all about the list and getting the heck out of there in record time. If I can do a weeks worth of shopping in under 30 I am a happy camper. H's top three reasons he isn't allowed to go to the grocery store.1. The beige factor- It gets to me too. For H, it's worse. He will rant and rail against the fact that the frozen food section consists of food that is one color only. Beige. Why? Because it's fried carbohydrates or some type of processed food that sends him into a nauseated state of despair and … [Read more...]
Not in My House
Never. Queen of Spain says it best in her post here. Creepy. Just creepy. Would you want any of these dolls in your house? I didn't think so.You thought that was weird? Check this out. … [Read more...]
I love you, I hate you, I can’t quit you, but I must
Like everyone else I adamantly proclaim each year that I do not make new year's resolutions. No way. Not me. Never. Even this year as the clock struck twelve I denied making any. Except I lie. I have a secret. I made a resolution. I am a cliche. Call it a pact, if you will, with my spouse. We have decided to quit smoking. It is one thing to quit smoking because smokers are now deemed social pariahs. Yes, we do know it is quite unhealthy. Deadly I hear. Smoking kills more women than it does men. I know this fact as well. I also know that is incredibly hard to be a runner and smoke. Trust me on that one. For all my gym time and morning jogs I'm sure more than one neighbor has seen me hack up a lung in the bushes on an otherwise pleasant Saturday morning. Smoking is costly too. … [Read more...]
Weekend Update- Slip ups, Gross outs and More!
It was a busy weekend (with less hacking up of the lungs) here at Mummy's place. We traveled to far lands, OK so it was just to Maryland, but for a baby shower? That is a trek. I supported Kristen from a distance as she swagged it up at the Golden Globes. Billy Bush's crazy hair and awkward moments aside was anyone else lovin' the way the Globes went down? An hour? It was fab! Sure I missed the dresses and such but I just liked the zinging through of the awards with little commitment. I remained steadfast in my New Year's resolution despite H's slip up. Three times. Ahem!Waited in the 'burbs for some hot Italian (twice). I confess it was just Carrabas (I'm more of an Adrien Brody/Christian Bale type of girl) but I got to hear my friend use this eloquent sentence while we sat car-side to … [Read more...]
Wine, Women and one Incredible Baby Soothing Machine
Three years ago I didn't even know what a blog was until this woman decided to write an insanely funny book that lead me to her blog. A year ago I never would have believed that I would belong to such a great group of writers who continually inspire and amaze me. There I was last night at the Le Chat Noir talking to marketing people from Graco about their new product, sweetpeace (which I must say is quite possibly one of the coolest baby products I've seen to date. Hello! Graco! If I get knocked up this year can I review one?!) and surrounded by incredibly fun, smart and driven women who do the same thing as me and more. I love being able to talk shop without having to explain a million bloggy things and share experiences, tips, talk about Thayer St. and new ventures. I always learn so … [Read more...]
It isn’t January without the crud
Every Christmas I get sick. If it isn't Christmas, it is right after New Years. One year I even managed to contract Legionnaire's disease. Don't ask. This year I felt I had knocked it. No office time to me meant no germs. Ha! Ha! Suckas! I quit you, you blasted sickness! I dare to dream that I had defied the odds.Then I got sick. Then I got better. Then I am sick again. That is my current state.Can I say this really blows? I've been looking forward to the DC Metro Moms Launch party for a month. It is tonight and there is french food involved and I'm feeling half alive at 9 a.m. That's after two cups of full strength espresso and a shot of dayquil. But you know what really bites my balls (if I actually had them)? I just can't get into the New Year when I feel this way. I start out feeling … [Read more...]
Edgar Allan Poe and Warren G Collide. In my basement.
I am crouched in a corner of the house, my laptop balanced on my knee caps. I figure if I stay in this spot and type quietly enough everyone will forget I exist and I can escape the onslaught of January cleaning that is H.Days. Days have gone by and my house has systematically grown more chaotic and messier with each passing second. Mix tapes from 1993 have been unearthed and dear God must I admit it... they have been played. Cathy Dennis anyone? Plastic margarita glasses from parties that were eons ago rolled along the basement floor as H lugged bag after bag of detritus out of the room. Somehow we still have too much stuff. Do we really own all those board games? When did we acquire that many DVDs and brands of car wash soap? Is that Diet Coke from the party four years ago? Because that … [Read more...]
Do I need to give this a title?
Ladies, how many times have you gone out with your friends or even your spouse, just a night out on the town (oh that blissful freedom!) only to be groped by some guy at the bar or in passing? Does it happen often? Is it commonplace? How many times have you spoken up and either yelled at the guy or even (gasp!)hit him?How many times have you told your friends that this event just took place? Did they offer up that it happened to them too?Now answer this. How many times did you tell your spouse right then and there or wait until the next day? If you are me, you tell your spouse later. Sometimes, because he isn't out with you in the first place, and sometimes because it is just not worth what might happen after you tell him. How many of you have actually filed a report? I'm curious to know … [Read more...]