Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Bet You Thought That Cricket Ate Me Alive...

But, no, I did make it downstairs past the cricket to coveted beer. Then I don't know what happened, but blogging left me.

Could it have been my lack of inspiration keeping me from posting? Was nothing worth mentioning happening in my life? Was it my time restraints? I do love an afternoon of bon-bons and soaps...

No, I have to come clean...it's me and my damned self esteem. Every day I'm reading all these great blogs, sometimes about fun and simple things, sometimes about deeper issues, whatever the subject they were all funny, moving, uplifting, etc. And I wasn't cuttin' it so I stopped.

But before we get ahead of ourselves, I haven't turned over a new leaf. My blog posts will still be bland and uninspiring, but I'm gonna give it another try. If for no other reason than to share this with you, my faithful reader(s):

These are the 2 things on my 4-year-old son's Christmas list:


Smooth Away

Should I be concerned??

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Just another reason...

...why I hate it when my husband travels...

There's one of these on my basement steps:

In theory, not really a big deal. In reality, it's the only thing standing between me and this...

Anyone want to come over and kill it so I can have a beer?? I'll give you one too!!

Friday, September 18, 2009

Letters & Binkies...

Well, my faithful reader(s), I'm back. You may be wondering where I've been all this time, but I can't tell you because then I'd have to kill you. Or you could just assume that nothing exciting has happened since Chris Martin was sweating on me. Go with your gut on that one.

I should be posting about the end of summer nostalgia, or having my youngest child in pre-school, leaving me with 2 mornings of childless quiet and laundry. But, no, I'm moving on to more monumental happenings.
My mom came to visit this week, meaning big things would happen. My mom is able to accomplish all those tasks that I am too emotionally and physically drained to do myself, even though they do fall under my job title as "mother". Usually these include jobs like organizing, or putting off-season clothes away, or even (gasp) cleaning out the fridge.
This week though, we went monumental. Mom decided to...(drumroll)...

Teach my four year old the alphabet
Wean said four year old from pacifier
Here's the standings...
We can now spell our name and identify most of the letters:

These are in the trash:

And we're riding around on these new wheels "purchased" (used, of course) with the pacifiers:

I put my mom on the train this morning and miss her already. Luckily I'll see her Sunday...maybe she'll help me put the summer clothes away and prepare for fall...

Monday, August 3, 2009

Mudstock 2009

First, let me set the scene...

This to our left:

This directly behind us:

This directly beneath us:

And this directly in front of us. And I do mean directly:

Our tickets included entry into all of the limited access areas all day -- air conditioned tents, catered meals, all the water we needed, and the pit. We were in the front row of the pit for Elbow, Echo and the Bunnymen and Coldplay. It was absolutely unbelievable, we could see every bead of sweat coming from Chris Martin, and boy can that man move. They played so many great tunes, including a beautiful MJ tribute of Billie Jean. Here's some more shots:

Will handed the guard in front of us his drumstick, and he gave it to this little guy standing right next to us, it was incredible:

I loved every single second of it. And then we went back to the hotel and soaked all the crazy mud out from between our toes!

Monday, July 27, 2009


...just another reason why I adore my husband...he indulges me. Different than being spoiled, being indulged is supporting my likes and allowing my whims. He indulges my shopping sprees (which includes girls weekends away to shop); he indulges my hobbies (like scrapbooking, which also includes a girls weekend away); he indulges my blogging (no away weekend yet, but he does answer all my tech questions!)

This weekend, during a silent auction/benefit in memory of a friend of ours, he indulged me yet again, by bidding, and continuing to outbid others, for VIP tickets to Coldplay, one of my favs. And I consider it an indulgence, not only because I've recently seen the band, but also because this time it's not that close by, and it's an all day concert, requiring logistics, babysitters, and more money we don't have. And he will do it, all with an easy smile on his face and a carefree attitude, because he indulges.

So I waited for you
What wouldn't I do?
And I'm covered, it's true
I'm covered in you.
If I ever want proof
I find it in you.
Yea I honestly do
In you I find proof.

Thanks J, I love you that much.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Friday Fun with Naughty Governors

Here's a little fun for your Friday...play Where's the Naughty Governor Game, where you try to find, what else, politicians with a wandering eye (and other body parts...). Like Where's Waldo, the 5 games have you searching for clues in a photograph before trying to locate the missing politician's face. The game features Sanford, McGreevey, Spitzer, and Edwards. And a special appearance by Palin...enjoy!!


Thursday, July 9, 2009

Heaven Forbid

OK so a few weeks back I blogged about my son's questions regarding legos in heaven. I am at this moment speaking to one of my dearest friends and she is relaying to me her children's questions about heaven and the afterlife....they went something like this:

Her 5 year old son would like to know: "Mom, does God wear clothes in heaven? Or do his privates just hang out?"

Hmmm, how do you answer that one....

Her 4 year old daughter, who calls heaven "kevin", asked this about friends' pets that recently passed: "Are Guinness (100 lb black lab) and Spunky (15 year old decrepit dead cat) friends in Kevin?"

How about you, any fun questions from your children regarding heaven, and what's in fashion there?