Hellllooooo, everyone.
How's everyone doing?
Are you like me? Are you totally lacking in motivation?
I'm trying to find mine, and so I figured I'd be open and honest, real and raw, as I usually am, and let you know I'm struggling a bit.
Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts
Friday, November 6, 2015
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Ten Things You Need to Know About Me.
My lovely friend Tia over at BecominNeurotic tagged me in a post on Friday with some questions. And because she is quite so lovely and a sweetheart and a half, I'm open to answering them.
Her friend asked her some questions, which she answered, and then she decided to ask me and some other fun peeps some questions, too.
It's old school blogging - and it's perfect - because I'm in need of a post prompt and this seems to be it!
Her friend asked her some questions, which she answered, and then she decided to ask me and some other fun peeps some questions, too.
It's old school blogging - and it's perfect - because I'm in need of a post prompt and this seems to be it!
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Snow DayS. Plural. DAYS.
Have you noticed I'm documenting more of my days this week? If you follow me on Instagram you definitely have. I think I've shared like 5 pictures a day, at least.
It's been inclement weather days here in the Triangle.
Check it ...
It's been inclement weather days here in the Triangle.
Check it ...
Fortunately the husband picked up an iced chai latte for me on Sunday.
I was able to make it last for three days.
Thursday, February 13, 2014
I scream, you scream, we all scream ...
For SNOW CREAM?
What?
If you're a fairly new southern girl like I am (what? Almost 8 years is still fairly new!) you're probably wondering what in the heck snow cream actually IS.
I know I was.
Have been for years.
We really don't get THAT much snow down here. Not usually. But this winter is total #snowmaggedon aka #snowpocalypse or something like that. Seriously.
So, what's a mom to do?
You guessed it. Make her child (and herself, come on, it's GOOD) really happy with this snowy and surprising treat.
Snow Cream 101 coming right up!
I've tried making it two different ways. The first one comes out like vanilla ice cream.
Honest.
Get yourself a can of sweetened condensed milk and some vanilla extract.
Wait for your bowl to fill up with fresh snow.
I think I forgot a step. Obviously, you need snow to make snow cream.
So get yourself a bowl, a mixing bowl works great for this. Put it outside - away from where your dogs - and possibly kids - can reach. Collect away!
Recipe #1
Step 1. Freshly powdered snow fills up the bowl.
* Don't forget - you might need to move your snow into a bigger mixing bowl (I have this set of mixing bowls and they're perfect. They've also lasted for YEARS!) otherwise you'll find yourself cleaning snow up off the counter or quite possibly the floor. Unless you have dogs. They'll take care of it for you.
Step 2. Mix in a can of sweetened condensed milk (and vanilla extract, use a splash or two, that stuff is powerful!).
Step 3. Eat and enjoy!
Note for Step 2. You're going to have to mix it pretty hard. Get all that snow in there. It's going to be a workout, so you can skip the gym today. You're welcome.
Recipe #2.
Step 1. Collect yourself a beautiful bowl of snow.
Step 2. Add 1c sugar, 1c milk (I used skim) and a few splashes of vanilla.
* psst. You might need to move your snow into a bigger mixing bowl. Leave room for movement!
Step 3. Get your child to do the work this time. Mix it up really well.
* Note: You MAY need to add more snow, depending on how much milk you've added. We had to.
Step 4. Add some chocolate chips. It's instant vanilla chip ices.
* It's a little slushier than Recipe #1, which is more of an ice cream consistency. Using milk/sugar instead of the sweetened condensed milk definitely affects the flavor and texture, but will still do in a pinch.
So, there you have it. If I can do it, you can totally do it, too.
It's seriously so easy and really quite yum.
Let me know if you've tried these recipes or any other for your snow cream. I'm sure adding some whipped cream or sprinkles would rock. As would chocolate sauce. I've added some to my daughter's hot chocolate this morning, and my coffee, too. It cooled them down, but tasted really good.
Enjoy!
p.s. There are links throughout this post to make your shopping easier for you - if you use them I'll make a few pennies towards my next Amazon purchase! Thanks.
What?
If you're a fairly new southern girl like I am (what? Almost 8 years is still fairly new!) you're probably wondering what in the heck snow cream actually IS.
I know I was.
Have been for years.
We really don't get THAT much snow down here. Not usually. But this winter is total #snowmaggedon aka #snowpocalypse or something like that. Seriously.
So, what's a mom to do?
You guessed it. Make her child (and herself, come on, it's GOOD) really happy with this snowy and surprising treat.
Snow Cream 101 coming right up!
I've tried making it two different ways. The first one comes out like vanilla ice cream.
Honest.
Get yourself a can of sweetened condensed milk and some vanilla extract.
Wait for your bowl to fill up with fresh snow.
I think I forgot a step. Obviously, you need snow to make snow cream.
So get yourself a bowl, a mixing bowl works great for this. Put it outside - away from where your dogs - and possibly kids - can reach. Collect away!
Recipe #1
Step 1. Freshly powdered snow fills up the bowl.
* Don't forget - you might need to move your snow into a bigger mixing bowl (I have this set of mixing bowls and they're perfect. They've also lasted for YEARS!) otherwise you'll find yourself cleaning snow up off the counter or quite possibly the floor. Unless you have dogs. They'll take care of it for you.
Step 3. Eat and enjoy!
Note for Step 2. You're going to have to mix it pretty hard. Get all that snow in there. It's going to be a workout, so you can skip the gym today. You're welcome.
Recipe #2.
Step 1. Collect yourself a beautiful bowl of snow.
Step 2. Add 1c sugar, 1c milk (I used skim) and a few splashes of vanilla.
* psst. You might need to move your snow into a bigger mixing bowl. Leave room for movement!
Step 3. Get your child to do the work this time. Mix it up really well.
* Note: You MAY need to add more snow, depending on how much milk you've added. We had to.
Step 4. Add some chocolate chips. It's instant vanilla chip ices.
* It's a little slushier than Recipe #1, which is more of an ice cream consistency. Using milk/sugar instead of the sweetened condensed milk definitely affects the flavor and texture, but will still do in a pinch.
So, there you have it. If I can do it, you can totally do it, too.
It's seriously so easy and really quite yum.
Let me know if you've tried these recipes or any other for your snow cream. I'm sure adding some whipped cream or sprinkles would rock. As would chocolate sauce. I've added some to my daughter's hot chocolate this morning, and my coffee, too. It cooled them down, but tasted really good.
Enjoy!
p.s. There are links throughout this post to make your shopping easier for you - if you use them I'll make a few pennies towards my next Amazon purchase! Thanks.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Out on the water.
It seems like a week goes by and I suddenly say, oh, wait, I haven't posted in - oh, a week or so. I'm not sure why that is. Fall is coming. The child started school. You'd think I'd be posting up a storm. But I'm not. And today I had a small idea for posting, and suddenly found two link-ups I could share with, and one other I normally do (cause it's Wednesday, and that means I head to Shell's place for Pour Your Heart Out today!).
And so, here's what we did this weekend.
We finally got back out on the water. It was such a beautiful day. Almost fall-like. Almost. But way warmer than I expected. Which my daughter LOVED. Because, well ... look.
It was definitely chilly, but that didn't matter. She swam. By herself. But yes, that's my husband at the edge of the picture. Easily able to reach her if she needed him. She didn't care one way or the other. She loves the water. Which is something I'm so glad we've passed on to her. No fear. I seem to remember being that way when I was a kid. And now, even. Sometimes. My husband is, too. At least when it comes to water. So we're lucky. #nofear
And this picture kind of sums up the sort of bliss she feels out on the water. It also makes me really happy. #nofilter
So while this isn't quite your normal (okay, MY normal) Pour Your Heart out post, it totally represents what I love about family time on the weekends. We did invite some friends out with us, but they weren't able to make it. And that was okay. Sometimes it's okay to be out there, just the three of us. Enjoying each other. And the water. And the fresh air and sunshine.
Sometimes that's what it's all about. A small escape from the mundane or the plugged in. Yes, I know, I used my phone out there to capture a few moments. I often try to be better about NOT doing that, but then, then I look at these shots and smile. I like to have them. When she's in her 20s and looking back at her childhood I like that I'll have these pictures.
You know - our parents captured important moments - never the seemingly insignificant ones of visiting with family on the weekends or taking a walk around the neighborhood. I surely don't have a single picture of myself riding my bike or on roller skates. Which is fine. But is it wrong that now we capture those shots? It would be if that's ALL we did. If we weren't in the midst of the moment, as well. I think that I noticed that at a concert recently. I took a few shots, and tried to record a moment or two (ssssh), and then realized, put the phone away. Enjoy yourself. You paid to hear and see and live and experience. And there's no need to document. But is it any different than when I hit concerts growing up and brought a camera? A 35mm or my digital? Yes and no. I don't know why, it just is.
Well, I guess this turned into a PYHO type of post, after all. Heh.
I'm also linking up with Diana Stone of Diana Wrote for Glimpses and Greta at gfunkified for #iPPP (even though I don't have an iPhone - she said it's okay!).
So, how was your weekend? Are you able to enjoy the weather where you are? Is fall there yet? Have you had your first Pumpkin Spice Latte of the not-quite-season? Are you ready for my birthday? I mean ... Halloween ...? I'm SO not. Seriously. Not. Ready. I still have so much to do.
Guess I better get started. What to do first ...? Maybe I'll start with a cup of coffee. Sounds easy enough. Catch y'all later. #Cheers
And so, here's what we did this weekend.
We finally got back out on the water. It was such a beautiful day. Almost fall-like. Almost. But way warmer than I expected. Which my daughter LOVED. Because, well ... look.
It was definitely chilly, but that didn't matter. She swam. By herself. But yes, that's my husband at the edge of the picture. Easily able to reach her if she needed him. She didn't care one way or the other. She loves the water. Which is something I'm so glad we've passed on to her. No fear. I seem to remember being that way when I was a kid. And now, even. Sometimes. My husband is, too. At least when it comes to water. So we're lucky. #nofear
And this picture kind of sums up the sort of bliss she feels out on the water. It also makes me really happy. #nofilter
So while this isn't quite your normal (okay, MY normal) Pour Your Heart out post, it totally represents what I love about family time on the weekends. We did invite some friends out with us, but they weren't able to make it. And that was okay. Sometimes it's okay to be out there, just the three of us. Enjoying each other. And the water. And the fresh air and sunshine.
Sometimes that's what it's all about. A small escape from the mundane or the plugged in. Yes, I know, I used my phone out there to capture a few moments. I often try to be better about NOT doing that, but then, then I look at these shots and smile. I like to have them. When she's in her 20s and looking back at her childhood I like that I'll have these pictures.
You know - our parents captured important moments - never the seemingly insignificant ones of visiting with family on the weekends or taking a walk around the neighborhood. I surely don't have a single picture of myself riding my bike or on roller skates. Which is fine. But is it wrong that now we capture those shots? It would be if that's ALL we did. If we weren't in the midst of the moment, as well. I think that I noticed that at a concert recently. I took a few shots, and tried to record a moment or two (ssssh), and then realized, put the phone away. Enjoy yourself. You paid to hear and see and live and experience. And there's no need to document. But is it any different than when I hit concerts growing up and brought a camera? A 35mm or my digital? Yes and no. I don't know why, it just is.
Well, I guess this turned into a PYHO type of post, after all. Heh.
I'm also linking up with Diana Stone of Diana Wrote for Glimpses and Greta at gfunkified for #iPPP (even though I don't have an iPhone - she said it's okay!).
So, how was your weekend? Are you able to enjoy the weather where you are? Is fall there yet? Have you had your first Pumpkin Spice Latte of the not-quite-season? Are you ready for my birthday? I mean ... Halloween ...? I'm SO not. Seriously. Not. Ready. I still have so much to do.
Guess I better get started. What to do first ...? Maybe I'll start with a cup of coffee. Sounds easy enough. Catch y'all later. #Cheers
Friday, September 6, 2013
"Thank you, Grilled Cheese-us!"
If you know what that means? We're meant to be friends.
It has been a HELLACIOUS week + around here, people. Seriously.
I know you think I've neglected you, and I have. And I'm sorry.
But good LAWD. I've got the cough from hell. Seriously. It's been over a week and I'm exhausted and cranky and tired and can't.stop.coughing.
ENOUGH ALREADY.
For realz.
I even went to Urgent Care last Friday night. LAST FRIDAY. And the doctor was, well, nice and sweet. And possibly twelve. But still.
And I forgave her for not giving me an antibiotic. I trusted her. *Except when she almost gave me a cough medicine with codeine and I am allergic to hydrocodone, but I digress ...
I took my inhaler prescription - and if someone can tell me how you're supposed to use those things that'd be awesome - really - and left.
And me and my OTC cough medicine from crap-land spent night after night dying. DYING.
Coughing and waking up and coughing and waking up and crying and peeing and peeing and coughing and peeing and sweating and fever-breaking and ice cold and shivering and coughing and have I mentioned coughing yet? Whew.
I'm tired just trying to breathe as I read all of that.
So I called them at the Urgent Care yesterday, desperate, and they called in a cough med. And while last night was also hellacious, I seem to have improved some already. Which reminds me, it's after midnight and I didn't take my 3rd dose today. Hmmn. To take - or not to take ...?
Anyway, I'm beat. Fried. Achey breaky and all that jazz. (Oh, Billy Ray, I'm so sorry.) *smh*
I'm ready to be healthy again because the child started school last week and I had, oh, exactly two days (that's right, count 'em, TWO. ONE. TWO.) before I was too sick to workout and I was so not happy about that one bit.
I have religiously been using My Fitness Pal and working out was supposed to go hand in hand with that, ya know? Okay, fine, I've been working hard at eating better and drinking 900 gallons of water a day (fine, it just FEELS like it), so the workouts were supposed to go with all of that. Pooh. They didn't. Haven't. I can't imagine when I'll be able to finish the 2-1/2 minute walk to the bus stop each afternoon without breaking into a sweat (HELLO HUMIDITY. #wherethehellisfall?) and coughing fit once I stop moving.
But soon.
I hope.
Because if not?
I'm seriously going to dedicate my life to eating Grilled Chees-us-es for every meal.
Every.Single.One.
That'll be okay if it's whole wheat bread, right? And unsalted butter?
* I see you shaking your head over there. No? Well why the heck not? *
Oooh, Challah bread. I am hoping to make some tomorrow for yontif. If I finally feel well enough. I really need some sweet as we bring in this new year. A happy and a healthy will happen, but goodness I need to feel healthy first!
Back to basics for a sec. Bread. Sandwiches. Leads me to ... self-promotion. Sorta' kinda'. Is Pinterest really self-promotion if you have like none of your own posts pinned?
But anyway ... have you seen my Sandwich Heaven Pinterest Board yet? Some of those beautiful Grilled Cheese-us-es? WOULD ROCK. Dangit, lookit at what I did to myself right there. Now I'm hungry.
This is why I need to go to bed earlier. So I can hush up AND stop eating.
Nite, y'all!
It has been a HELLACIOUS week + around here, people. Seriously.
I know you think I've neglected you, and I have. And I'm sorry.
But good LAWD. I've got the cough from hell. Seriously. It's been over a week and I'm exhausted and cranky and tired and can't.stop.coughing.
ENOUGH ALREADY.
For realz.
I even went to Urgent Care last Friday night. LAST FRIDAY. And the doctor was, well, nice and sweet. And possibly twelve. But still.
And I forgave her for not giving me an antibiotic. I trusted her. *Except when she almost gave me a cough medicine with codeine and I am allergic to hydrocodone, but I digress ...
I took my inhaler prescription - and if someone can tell me how you're supposed to use those things that'd be awesome - really - and left.
And me and my OTC cough medicine from crap-land spent night after night dying. DYING.
Coughing and waking up and coughing and waking up and crying and peeing and peeing and coughing and peeing and sweating and fever-breaking and ice cold and shivering and coughing and have I mentioned coughing yet? Whew.
I'm tired just trying to breathe as I read all of that.
So I called them at the Urgent Care yesterday, desperate, and they called in a cough med. And while last night was also hellacious, I seem to have improved some already. Which reminds me, it's after midnight and I didn't take my 3rd dose today. Hmmn. To take - or not to take ...?
Anyway, I'm beat. Fried. Achey breaky and all that jazz. (Oh, Billy Ray, I'm so sorry.) *smh*
I'm ready to be healthy again because the child started school last week and I had, oh, exactly two days (that's right, count 'em, TWO. ONE. TWO.) before I was too sick to workout and I was so not happy about that one bit.
I have religiously been using My Fitness Pal and working out was supposed to go hand in hand with that, ya know? Okay, fine, I've been working hard at eating better and drinking 900 gallons of water a day (fine, it just FEELS like it), so the workouts were supposed to go with all of that. Pooh. They didn't. Haven't. I can't imagine when I'll be able to finish the 2-1/2 minute walk to the bus stop each afternoon without breaking into a sweat (HELLO HUMIDITY. #wherethehellisfall?) and coughing fit once I stop moving.
But soon.
I hope.
Because if not?
I'm seriously going to dedicate my life to eating Grilled Chees-us-es for every meal.
Every.Single.One.
That'll be okay if it's whole wheat bread, right? And unsalted butter?
* I see you shaking your head over there. No? Well why the heck not? *
Oooh, Challah bread. I am hoping to make some tomorrow for yontif. If I finally feel well enough. I really need some sweet as we bring in this new year. A happy and a healthy will happen, but goodness I need to feel healthy first!
Back to basics for a sec. Bread. Sandwiches. Leads me to ... self-promotion. Sorta' kinda'. Is Pinterest really self-promotion if you have like none of your own posts pinned?
But anyway ... have you seen my Sandwich Heaven Pinterest Board yet? Some of those beautiful Grilled Cheese-us-es? WOULD ROCK. Dangit, lookit at what I did to myself right there. Now I'm hungry.
This is why I need to go to bed earlier. So I can hush up AND stop eating.
Nite, y'all!
Sunday, June 2, 2013
I let my mind race and I write.
Random factoids that are on my mind today.
* My nails are growing like crazy. I finally took my polish off and am letting them breathe. They're doing well. I probably just jinxed myself, but still. Growth is good.
* My very favorite ice cream place is now open for the summer and we went last night. I'm a huge vanilla fan, but I love love love their chocolate shakes. I had one, and it was in a red Solo cup.
* Which is a song I enjoy now and then.
* And makes me think of Glee.
* Which I am a few episodes behind in watching, but I will get there. Eventually. That's what summer is for, right? And the DVR.
* I'm a non-closeted pop-country song fan. I like some old school country, but the newer stuff? Yep.
* Blake Shelton, for one. I'm so excited to go see him in concert in August. Yahoo!
* I watched the tribute to Oklahoma the other night. Lots of country stuff. Hootie was on! He sang one of his new-ish country songs. And then yesterday I heard him on the radio and he was a blowfish again. And singing 'Let Her Cry,' which I love and flashed me back to when I saw them in concert, back in 1996, maybe ...? Wow. Long long time ago.
* American Pie is an earworm that will stick with you for a longggg time.
* As is Maroon 5's Payphone.
* Is factoid a word? It seems like it is or should be. I like it. So I'm using it.
* We went out on the lake every day of the weekend. Friday evening, Saturday, and today. Today was a daytime cruise. We had breakfast on the boat. Yesterday we had some friends join us and the kiddo loved hanging with one of her best buds.
* Sunscreen needs to be applied on the backs of one shoulders, especially near the edges of tank tops.
* Pringles makes a honey mustard chip. It's interestingly yummy.
* We went for BBQ today, but I just realized that they didn't have hush puppies. They did have awesome mac-n-cheese, though. And I got fried okra, but dang, it was salty.
* I started reading Inferno yesterday. Dan Brown's latest. I hope I find myself sucked into it. I need that kind of read right now.
* I owe you all a bunch of reviews. I'm trying to catch up but I do this to myself every year at this time. It's that pre-summer I want to read ALL.THE.BOOKS and then I start trying to and it just sneaks up on me and I'm not done with all I want to be done!
* I'm addicted to taking pictures. Did you not guess that already? I took a bunch out on the lake this weekend, trying to capture that perfect moment ... or two ... or ten.
* Here are a few of what I got so far. We'll see how the summer goes. I've got plenty of time.
* Getting outside is critical. It exhausts you in a way that not many people get otherwise. It even works on six-year-olds. Kinda' sorta'.
* And Vitamin D is a good thing. For you. Your kids. Your spouse. Everyone. Just be sure to use your sunscreen.
* It's amazing how beautiful Mother Nature can be, and yet, how terrifying. We got home the other night after the most still and peaceful boat ride and I turned on the TV to find out about pending tornadoes on Oklahoma. Again. I wish for safer days for those in the area, and wish for Mama Nature to go take a nap. A good one. A calm one. An uninterrupted one.
I hope your weekend was a great one, my friends. And I'll catch you later in the week. Hopefully with one or two of those book reviews ...
Off to figure out if we actually need to eat dinner or if our late lunch was enough. Hey - there's always Pringles!
* My nails are growing like crazy. I finally took my polish off and am letting them breathe. They're doing well. I probably just jinxed myself, but still. Growth is good.
* My very favorite ice cream place is now open for the summer and we went last night. I'm a huge vanilla fan, but I love love love their chocolate shakes. I had one, and it was in a red Solo cup.
* Which is a song I enjoy now and then.
* And makes me think of Glee.
* Which I am a few episodes behind in watching, but I will get there. Eventually. That's what summer is for, right? And the DVR.
* I'm a non-closeted pop-country song fan. I like some old school country, but the newer stuff? Yep.
* Blake Shelton, for one. I'm so excited to go see him in concert in August. Yahoo!
* I watched the tribute to Oklahoma the other night. Lots of country stuff. Hootie was on! He sang one of his new-ish country songs. And then yesterday I heard him on the radio and he was a blowfish again. And singing 'Let Her Cry,' which I love and flashed me back to when I saw them in concert, back in 1996, maybe ...? Wow. Long long time ago.
* American Pie is an earworm that will stick with you for a longggg time.
* As is Maroon 5's Payphone.
* Is factoid a word? It seems like it is or should be. I like it. So I'm using it.
* We went out on the lake every day of the weekend. Friday evening, Saturday, and today. Today was a daytime cruise. We had breakfast on the boat. Yesterday we had some friends join us and the kiddo loved hanging with one of her best buds.
* Sunscreen needs to be applied on the backs of one shoulders, especially near the edges of tank tops.
* Pringles makes a honey mustard chip. It's interestingly yummy.
* We went for BBQ today, but I just realized that they didn't have hush puppies. They did have awesome mac-n-cheese, though. And I got fried okra, but dang, it was salty.
* I started reading Inferno yesterday. Dan Brown's latest. I hope I find myself sucked into it. I need that kind of read right now.
* I owe you all a bunch of reviews. I'm trying to catch up but I do this to myself every year at this time. It's that pre-summer I want to read ALL.THE.BOOKS and then I start trying to and it just sneaks up on me and I'm not done with all I want to be done!
* I'm addicted to taking pictures. Did you not guess that already? I took a bunch out on the lake this weekend, trying to capture that perfect moment ... or two ... or ten.
* Here are a few of what I got so far. We'll see how the summer goes. I've got plenty of time.
* And Vitamin D is a good thing. For you. Your kids. Your spouse. Everyone. Just be sure to use your sunscreen.
* It's amazing how beautiful Mother Nature can be, and yet, how terrifying. We got home the other night after the most still and peaceful boat ride and I turned on the TV to find out about pending tornadoes on Oklahoma. Again. I wish for safer days for those in the area, and wish for Mama Nature to go take a nap. A good one. A calm one. An uninterrupted one.
I hope your weekend was a great one, my friends. And I'll catch you later in the week. Hopefully with one or two of those book reviews ...
Off to figure out if we actually need to eat dinner or if our late lunch was enough. Hey - there's always Pringles!
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Writer's block and hushpuppies
I keep starting a new post and leaving it blank.
I'm lacking things to say and I don't quite know why, exactly.
What's happening with you?
Quiet here, for the most part.
We had a beautiful weekend. Seriously.
Weird word to use? Maybe. Just how it was.
We took the boat out on Saturday and it was a pretty day. It stormed on us for a minute or two, which wasn't as awful as it sounds. It was actually kind of fun to get slightly soaked. Then we headed to the dock, it cleared up and we went back out for another spin.
On Mother's Day we left the house for a late-ish breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts - place of my choosing - and enjoyed a non-stressful meal. Took a ride after that to the mall, quick stop to pick up something the child dropped at Build-A-Bear after her girl scout outing there and I made a pit-stop at LUSH. Ah, have you ever been to LUSH? Pure heavenly products. Bought myself a small Mother's Day gift of a hair treatment and got some free samples. Went to Old Navy because I thought that they were starting to carry plus-sized clothing IN the store (how much would that ROCK!?!) but no dice. So I bought a new pair of sunglasses instead.
And a jump rope.
For the child.
Who is now completely and utterly addicted to jumping rope.
Which, I must add, she actually does quite well.
The things you learn in Kindergarten, I suppose!
After that we went to the Food Truck Rodeo - which is exactly what you think except nobody ropes up any food trucks or nothin'. It's just kind of like a NYC street fair but loads of trucks that sell pretty amazing foods. Yum.
I also ate the best hushpuppies I've ever tried in my life. Or my seven or so years down south. Come to think of it - about seven to be exact in that I moved down here in May of 2006. Wow.
Back to the hushpuppies. Take a look. You'll be drooling. I promise.
I just went to look for a "description of hushpuppies" and found this: hushpuppies are finger-shaped dumplings of cornmeal that are deep-fried - yum.
oh my YUM. I kind of would like some now. For my breakfast. It's a food truck delicacy, so I wonder if they deliver? Probably not.
You know what I can't stand? When people write prolly. Prolly. It grates at me. Horribly.
I took the dogs for a walk yesterday. Both of them. TOGETHER.
.8 miles. So not quite a mile, but yeah. It was good. And then I walked solo for over a mile with a little bit of jogging, as well. And this morning after I left the kiddo at the bus stop I almost started my work out but realized I had my non-athletic sneakers on. And my glasses. I just can't work out with my glasses on.
So instead I've been sitting here reading and trying to write and meh. I don't have anything exciting to talk about - everything is mostly status quo - which is good, right?
And now I'm catching up on General Hospital. Because I'm addicted. Like I have been my entire life kind of addicted. Also? The NCIS finale is this week and omg. I'm dying. It's so freakin' good. I don't know what I'm going to do without the show during the summer. That and New Girl. Have you watched New Girl? If you haven't - you should. Seriously. I wonder if they need a New Girl blogger? I could start a forum or something. New Girl fans non-anonymous. Not like Candy Crush. That's a whole other addiction.
So, fill me in on what's news with you. What are your latest addictions?
Also? I'm still trying to find the perfect orange bag. Any leads?
Talk later!
I'm lacking things to say and I don't quite know why, exactly.
What's happening with you?
Quiet here, for the most part.
We had a beautiful weekend. Seriously.
Weird word to use? Maybe. Just how it was.
We took the boat out on Saturday and it was a pretty day. It stormed on us for a minute or two, which wasn't as awful as it sounds. It was actually kind of fun to get slightly soaked. Then we headed to the dock, it cleared up and we went back out for another spin.
On Mother's Day we left the house for a late-ish breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts - place of my choosing - and enjoyed a non-stressful meal. Took a ride after that to the mall, quick stop to pick up something the child dropped at Build-A-Bear after her girl scout outing there and I made a pit-stop at LUSH. Ah, have you ever been to LUSH? Pure heavenly products. Bought myself a small Mother's Day gift of a hair treatment and got some free samples. Went to Old Navy because I thought that they were starting to carry plus-sized clothing IN the store (how much would that ROCK!?!) but no dice. So I bought a new pair of sunglasses instead.
And a jump rope.
For the child.
Who is now completely and utterly addicted to jumping rope.
Which, I must add, she actually does quite well.
The things you learn in Kindergarten, I suppose!
After that we went to the Food Truck Rodeo - which is exactly what you think except nobody ropes up any food trucks or nothin'. It's just kind of like a NYC street fair but loads of trucks that sell pretty amazing foods. Yum.
I also ate the best hushpuppies I've ever tried in my life. Or my seven or so years down south. Come to think of it - about seven to be exact in that I moved down here in May of 2006. Wow.
Back to the hushpuppies. Take a look. You'll be drooling. I promise.
I just went to look for a "description of hushpuppies" and found this: hushpuppies are finger-shaped dumplings of cornmeal that are deep-fried - yum.
oh my YUM. I kind of would like some now. For my breakfast. It's a food truck delicacy, so I wonder if they deliver? Probably not.
You know what I can't stand? When people write prolly. Prolly. It grates at me. Horribly.
I took the dogs for a walk yesterday. Both of them. TOGETHER.
.8 miles. So not quite a mile, but yeah. It was good. And then I walked solo for over a mile with a little bit of jogging, as well. And this morning after I left the kiddo at the bus stop I almost started my work out but realized I had my non-athletic sneakers on. And my glasses. I just can't work out with my glasses on.
So instead I've been sitting here reading and trying to write and meh. I don't have anything exciting to talk about - everything is mostly status quo - which is good, right?
And now I'm catching up on General Hospital. Because I'm addicted. Like I have been my entire life kind of addicted. Also? The NCIS finale is this week and omg. I'm dying. It's so freakin' good. I don't know what I'm going to do without the show during the summer. That and New Girl. Have you watched New Girl? If you haven't - you should. Seriously. I wonder if they need a New Girl blogger? I could start a forum or something. New Girl fans non-anonymous. Not like Candy Crush. That's a whole other addiction.
So, fill me in on what's news with you. What are your latest addictions?
Also? I'm still trying to find the perfect orange bag. Any leads?
Talk later!
Monday, April 1, 2013
Look out for you.
You know how hard it is to feel like you've done one thing right all day?
Or you're finding yourself struggling to see what you've done that was good for your kids, your spouse, your home, your family?
Who is missing from that list?
Riiiight.
You.
You are missing.
You're missing because you come last so often.
I know it. You know it.
Now let's do something about it!
Last night after a fairly quick and non-celebrated Easter Sunday, I decided I needed to go for a walk. It had been a few days since I had worked out, and so I needed to get some fresh air and feel like me again.
So I went out and noticed, oops. It was pouring. Okay, maybe not pouring, but definitely raining.
I can handle it, I thought. A little rain won't stop me.
It came down harder. Kelly Clarkson kept me company. You know I like my beats when I work out.
She sang, I sang.
The rain fell.
It was definitely getting harder, but I loved it.
When I was about 3-4 minutes from stopping I pulled my hood back and felt the rain.
It felt incredible.
I deserved it.
A cleansing. A breath of fresh (and wet) air.
I'm worth it. And when I remember that I know I'm doing it right.
* I am totally not sure why the font on my page right now is acting all wonky. But I won't be worrying about it. My mind just isn't up for that and I know you will all be alright with what I decide. *
Or you're finding yourself struggling to see what you've done that was good for your kids, your spouse, your home, your family?
Who is missing from that list?
Riiiight.
You.
You are missing.
You're missing because you come last so often.
I know it. You know it.
Now let's do something about it!
Last night after a fairly quick and non-celebrated Easter Sunday, I decided I needed to go for a walk. It had been a few days since I had worked out, and so I needed to get some fresh air and feel like me again.
So I went out and noticed, oops. It was pouring. Okay, maybe not pouring, but definitely raining.
I can handle it, I thought. A little rain won't stop me.
It came down harder. Kelly Clarkson kept me company. You know I like my beats when I work out.
She sang, I sang.
The rain fell.
It was definitely getting harder, but I loved it.
When I was about 3-4 minutes from stopping I pulled my hood back and felt the rain.
It felt incredible.
I deserved it.
A cleansing. A breath of fresh (and wet) air.
I'm worth it. And when I remember that I know I'm doing it right.
* I am totally not sure why the font on my page right now is acting all wonky. But I won't be worrying about it. My mind just isn't up for that and I know you will all be alright with what I decide. *
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Overdue Recap.
Hey, peeps.
I've got so much to say and my mind just hasn't given me the chance to say it lately.
It's Saturday night and today I went to two birthday parties with my daughter, and a baby sprinkle for a friend. It was fun, having a few hours in the midst of 5 and 6yo chaos, to have grown-up conversation. And eat a grown-up meal.
And it snowed today.
I mean ALL DAY LONG.
Look at how pretty my backyard looks! And this was only about an hour or so into it all.
You'd think we'd be knee deep in it by now, but, alas, it's not sticking. So it's pretty, but not much to play in. For the kiddo - of course. Not me.
I was happy it was cold enough that I could wear my new (ish-I wore them once or twice before) boots. I bought them before the season with hopes I'd get to wear them at all. And they're cute, and comfortable. And kind of cozy, too.
I'm trying to find them on Skechers' website without any luck. But trust me. They're cute.
You'd think after a party-filled day that included McDonald's with Daddy and the play area and a cookie, two cupcakes (icing only) and an ice cream dixie cup (are they even called that anymore?) my kiddo would be crashed by now, right? Wrong. She's watching Despicable Me and standing/sliding around with/on her scooter. Oops. By the way? I love this movie. Did you know there is a sequel coming out? I canNOT wait. Seriously. tee hee.
Also, if you didn't know, my kiddo turned six last weekend. I started to write a post and just let myself get caught up in celebrating her and enjoying our time together and decided, you know what? I'm going to skip it. For the time being, anyway. It's all good. Let's just say she had a great day.
We're closing in on the end of Girl Scout Cookie sales. Not quite there yet, but getting close. I have to order a few more cases, and it's not too late to order for the men and women of our military, so let me know if you'd like to do that and I can hook you up. These people are giving us their lives, friends. We can afford 3.50 to cover one box of cookies for them, right? It's like one latte or making 2-3 cups of regular simple ole java at home. Easy peasy. (What IS peasy, exactly? And who invented this saying?)
I was over at Shell's place yesterday. I shared my Things I Can't Say post. I had a lot to say. Not that I can't say it here, or won't, since I say almost any and everything, it just was something that came to me and seemed right. So I talk Mommy/Women Wars and I would love if you popped by and left a comment if you feel so inspired. Or not. It's all good with me.
And tomorrow or Monday I'll be over at Mama's Comfort Camp posting about my experience there and thoughts about what a new mom, old mom, ANY mom needs for her support system. Feel free to peek in over there and if I'm not up yet forgive me. I'll do my best to update as soon as I know it's live.
Alright, I think that's it. I'm tired. I need my own bed.
Oh, I also am monitoring my steps now. I got a FitBit Zip from Verizon Wireless (I'm a #VZWA - I think you knew that by now, but if not check it by looking up the hashtag on Twitter, because I'm too lazy to provide you a link here.) and am pretty excited. It's attached to me at al(most)l times. We'll see how it goes when I use it for the full day, because today's total steps is pretty dinky and I'm not sure I'm believing it.
Anyway - hi and hugs and bye and love and all that jazz to you all.
Also? What's with all these Facebook "meme" type things that ask you to name a movie title without an "s" in it (as if that's hard!) and a fruit or vegetable without an "a" (much, MUCH harder!)? I'm too tired to think about this hooey AND I need to stop a cat from attacking a box from a case of - fortunately empty - Girl Scout Cookies. And remember, Operation Cookie Drop, where you give to those who give so much to us all. $3.50, people. That. Is. All.
I've got so much to say and my mind just hasn't given me the chance to say it lately.
It's Saturday night and today I went to two birthday parties with my daughter, and a baby sprinkle for a friend. It was fun, having a few hours in the midst of 5 and 6yo chaos, to have grown-up conversation. And eat a grown-up meal.
And it snowed today.
I mean ALL DAY LONG.
Look at how pretty my backyard looks! And this was only about an hour or so into it all.
You'd think we'd be knee deep in it by now, but, alas, it's not sticking. So it's pretty, but not much to play in. For the kiddo - of course. Not me.
I was happy it was cold enough that I could wear my new (ish-I wore them once or twice before) boots. I bought them before the season with hopes I'd get to wear them at all. And they're cute, and comfortable. And kind of cozy, too.
I'm trying to find them on Skechers' website without any luck. But trust me. They're cute.
You'd think after a party-filled day that included McDonald's with Daddy and the play area and a cookie, two cupcakes (icing only) and an ice cream dixie cup (are they even called that anymore?) my kiddo would be crashed by now, right? Wrong. She's watching Despicable Me and standing/sliding around with/on her scooter. Oops. By the way? I love this movie. Did you know there is a sequel coming out? I canNOT wait. Seriously. tee hee.
Also, if you didn't know, my kiddo turned six last weekend. I started to write a post and just let myself get caught up in celebrating her and enjoying our time together and decided, you know what? I'm going to skip it. For the time being, anyway. It's all good. Let's just say she had a great day.
We're closing in on the end of Girl Scout Cookie sales. Not quite there yet, but getting close. I have to order a few more cases, and it's not too late to order for the men and women of our military, so let me know if you'd like to do that and I can hook you up. These people are giving us their lives, friends. We can afford 3.50 to cover one box of cookies for them, right? It's like one latte or making 2-3 cups of regular simple ole java at home. Easy peasy. (What IS peasy, exactly? And who invented this saying?)
I was over at Shell's place yesterday. I shared my Things I Can't Say post. I had a lot to say. Not that I can't say it here, or won't, since I say almost any and everything, it just was something that came to me and seemed right. So I talk Mommy/Women Wars and I would love if you popped by and left a comment if you feel so inspired. Or not. It's all good with me.
And tomorrow or Monday I'll be over at Mama's Comfort Camp posting about my experience there and thoughts about what a new mom, old mom, ANY mom needs for her support system. Feel free to peek in over there and if I'm not up yet forgive me. I'll do my best to update as soon as I know it's live.
Alright, I think that's it. I'm tired. I need my own bed.
Oh, I also am monitoring my steps now. I got a FitBit Zip from Verizon Wireless (I'm a #VZWA - I think you knew that by now, but if not check it by looking up the hashtag on Twitter, because I'm too lazy to provide you a link here.) and am pretty excited. It's attached to me at al(most)l times. We'll see how it goes when I use it for the full day, because today's total steps is pretty dinky and I'm not sure I'm believing it.
Anyway - hi and hugs and bye and love and all that jazz to you all.
Also? What's with all these Facebook "meme" type things that ask you to name a movie title without an "s" in it (as if that's hard!) and a fruit or vegetable without an "a" (much, MUCH harder!)? I'm too tired to think about this hooey AND I need to stop a cat from attacking a box from a case of - fortunately empty - Girl Scout Cookies. And remember, Operation Cookie Drop, where you give to those who give so much to us all. $3.50, people. That. Is. All.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Clean out your pockets, folks.
Whatcha' doin'?
I'm sitting here trying to come up with a post idea for tonight.
I had a million and one post ideas over the past week, and yet I wound up with nothing written, shared or said.
So here I am.
I will share a few random thoughts in the next few minutes and link up with Jana again as I try to do on most SUndays. Cause Jana rocks.
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So we went to the thrift store the other day just to look. It's a pretty big one that's local and we'd never been to. My husband was thinking maybe he would find a sports jacket or something like that - to use for dressing up a bit during the week or for work if he wanted. He'd not had good luck in looking so he figured why not, right? I took off with the kiddo and then my husband came back to where we were and ...
Pause, sorry. Texting with my brother and trying not to watch Ironman ... Robert Downey Jr, though? His voice is enough to distract me even without my looking at him. Ooops.
Anyway, not to leave you hanging, I asked the hubs what happened - did he find anything - and he said no. But then he said, yes. He had. But that he had found something in the pocket that turned him off from buying it.
I almost shrugged it off, but I kind of had to know.
A receipt, so to speak.
For what?
You might not want to know.
No, really. You probably don't.
I got the immediate heebie jeebies, and still do as I write about it here.
A receipt for a funeral. But not just a funeral. For moving or accepting a body.
WHAT?? WHAT THE WHAT??
Yeah. Thanks. That's what I was thinking, too.
Ha. Don' you find it freaky?
I know I did. I do. Still.
I told him I'd write about it. And so here I am.
So let's just say we left without buying anything.
But I definitely have a lot of stuff I could donate, because they seem to take everything there. Which is kind of cool, because I'm on a tear to clear the clutter. ANd I'm starting with ... wait for it ...
BOOKS!!
OMGAHHH! I KNOW!!!
My books are my babies! But a friend gave me some words of wisdom that I took to heart and I've already started some sorting.
Plus it was like 70-something degrees today and it was almos a spring cleaning feel. Almost. With a "t". And it felt like 80-something when I went for my run today. My couch to 5K adventure continues. And I am done with Week 2. Did Day 3 today and this week I start Week 3. Whoop! Whoop!
Anyway, that's that. Time to bring the dog and the kid up to bed. Sweet dreams, y'all!
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Comfortable times.
Five minutes of comfy cozy talk. And go ...
Fall is cozy season. It reminds me of so many warming things.
Like apple cider at the farmer's market. Or a small bag of mini-apple cider donuts.
btw, this is going to take me way more than five minutes because my laptop is totally effed up these days and decides when it wants to either a. highlight areas and completely screw me up, or b. highlight over areas and/or move my arrow so I can write in spots that I'm totally NOT planning on writing in.
ie: it looks awesome when I'm typing and say: "so many warmthings like applciderde" Say hwat?
Yeah, that was an honest typoe so I'm leaving it. Seens like I am unable to type after being so hesitant due to the initial horrors that I am hoping beyond hope I have fixed.
So - where was I?
Warm and cozy, right?
I was just talking with a friend today as we did the Heart Walk (yay, us!) and were layered up to ensure that we were just that. Warm and cozy.
Old sweatshirts. Fleece pullovers. The memories that are practically sewn into those articles of clothing, that probably make you more warm and xozy than the items themselves. xozy. Nice.
Of course now that I have b!tched about my not-so-coze laptop I'm totally spelling things wrong and typing like a mess. A hot mess. Total mess and a half. Fun.
Today was like a fall day. Seriously. Here in NC we don't get too many of those. But I love 'em. I enjoy them and hope we have more of them. And yes, I'm totally serious. For realz.
I wore a l-s tee shirt, a short-sleeved t-shirt and a windbreaker. And then a vest over that. Crazy, no? I didn't need that many layers because I really was not that cold, but I thought it might pour so I tossed on the windbreaker at the last minute and figured that I would take the risk and remove the layers in case I had to instead of add a layer I didn't have, ya know?
Anyway - I really have more to add but I'm way over the five minutes mark, I'm sure. And cozy? SOup. Lots and lots of soup. Stay tuned for a replay of my favorite corn chowder recipe. This time with pictures. Peace out, peeps!
p.s. Go Giants!
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Rainy morning recap.
It's raining.
It's pouring.
The old man is snoring.
I am not.
Not right now, anyway.
This might be the first Saturday in a few weeks I am actually awake at a normal hour.
I've been sick for a bit. A long bit. I'm doing better, so that's a good thing. A very good thing.
I'm having trouble titling this post. It's a sort of recap, but I'm also looking ahead. So there's that.
Is rainy morning recap something that works?
Do you have trouble coming up with titles for your blog posts?
I find it might be the worst part. Seriously.
So here's some recap for you, that looks ahead a bit, too.
Recap
This week I was lucky enough to receive a page critique from Melissa at Momcomm. She pointed out to me that my links become TEENY TINY and I totally agree. Seriously tiny. I'm not sure I know how to fix that, though. I need to do some digging so do me a favor and let me know when you notice that they're better, m'kay?And check out her page critique for me and let me know what you think. Any extra input to offer? Ideas? Questions? I've got an in with Melissa, I can ask her for you if you're too shy to ask yourself!
Also, do you remember that I'm doing a weight loss challenge? If not, no worries. I'm always talking weight loss and fitness, so you're bound to be confused. It's all good.
Anyway, I'm working at it. And this week I did better. Though I'm not sure if it's because I was so sick I was unable to really eat anything, or what, exactly. So we'll see at Tuesday AM's weigh-in. I also fasted on Wednesday, but I think I made up for that on Thursday and Friday, which is also a part of why I think I'm going to try to make a switch where eating is concerned. Keep reading and you'll find out how!
Coming soon!
I've got a huge batch of coupons for Frush products. Do you remember my review? They're pretty good. My daughter loves them. I've got $1 off any two FRUSH smoothies and usually they're 1.99/each at our local grocery. Sometimes I can find them on sale for 2 for $3, and then the $1 off makes them a buck apiece. Which is a decent deal. Stay tuned for that post, or let me know if you're interested here. First come first serve and all.I've got some more book reviews coming up. Have you seen my last two?
The Unfinished Garden ~ the author commented! The author commented! The Author Commented!
and Sharp ~ an intense read. Definitely. Written by David Fitzpatrick.
I'm also going G-free. For two weeks. I'm looking for gluten-free recipes, blogs, guest posters, etc. I've got myself involved in the Udi's 14-day G-free challenge. I'll fill you in on more once I know what the heck I am doing. Stay tuned, y'all. This should be interesting.
So - what's up for you peeps? Share your favorite posts of the week, whether they're your own or someone else's. I want to be totally and completely filled in! Go!
And stay dry - or warm - or cool - or whatever! And work up a sweat as best you can. Gotta get movin!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
You can fry an egg
Outside. Has anyone actually TRIED that? I mean, egg on the sidewalk kind of thing? I seriously think it's hot enough. What the heck? Man alive, what is up? It's only early April. I shouldn't have to worry about shaving my legs yet (sorry, TMI, but it's true) or melting on a short walk up and down the street.
Even my poor little one, her cheeks were so red and ruddy by the time we got back, it was only ten minutes, if that. I mean, come ON, Mother Nature. Cut a fellow Momma some slack, wouldja?
Now, today is the kind of day I wish I lived off the beach, had a nice frosty beverage ... and where IS that cabana boy, anyway?
Sigh -- sweet dreams, right? And speaking of sweet, I could really go for some ice cream right about now. Wishing I was back in NY where a Mister Softee would hit the spot. Now that sounds a bit dirty, doesn't it? Oops. Sorry. Didn't mean to, ehem, embarrass you.
Even my poor little one, her cheeks were so red and ruddy by the time we got back, it was only ten minutes, if that. I mean, come ON, Mother Nature. Cut a fellow Momma some slack, wouldja?
Now, today is the kind of day I wish I lived off the beach, had a nice frosty beverage ... and where IS that cabana boy, anyway?
Sigh -- sweet dreams, right? And speaking of sweet, I could really go for some ice cream right about now. Wishing I was back in NY where a Mister Softee would hit the spot. Now that sounds a bit dirty, doesn't it? Oops. Sorry. Didn't mean to, ehem, embarrass you.
Friday, March 12, 2010
TGIF!
And this weekend hubby isn't OOT! Thank goodness.
I hope you're all well and enjoying decent weather. Come tell me about it so I can be jealous. We're getting rain, rain and more rain, and it makes me cranky. And headachey. And emotional. And makes me think a lot, about a lot of things.
Yeah, I know. We all go through those kinds of days. Weeks. Months. G-d hopes not years! I guess that I've just been over-thinking, and thinking, and re-thinking so many things, and it makes my head hurt. And I found myself writing a message to a friend earlier today and there were tears rolling down my face. I don't even know why.
Maybe it was the class I attended this week. Did I mention it was awful? It was awful. Anyway, I've started thinking about how it's been so long since I have contributed to the finances in our household, aside from saving pennies by clipping coupons, and saving pennies and other coins, literally.
And I know, I know that I spend time at home with my daughter, and because of that we don't have to pay for daycare, or preschool, or anyone to watch her. And I know that I also don't drive (yet!) and therefore don't have to concern myself with taking a course and paying for it, extra ga$ money, and whatever else I would need to consider. But this week, after having my lil one have a few play-with-friends moments, I started wondering.
I know most of you know I've been working from home for the past two months, and I am truly enjoying the experience. And I think that I'm doing what is right for me at this time. And yet I still struggle, in my mind, when it comes to finances and what I contribute/don't contribute. Perhaps this is the struggle in the mind of many a stay-at-home-mom. Perhaps not. But I can't imagine that it's just me and my inner turmoil. Others have to have experienced it, as well, right?
And so, I spoke with a woman who was sitting next to me at the horrible course the other day. I mentioned that I am fortunate enough to be able to stay home with my daughter, and she said, you're not fortunate, you made a choice. That has stuck with me. I did make a choice. We made a choice, as a family. And I think that it was the right one for us. It is the right choice. But my daughter won't be three forever. And so then what? Sigh.
I told you I was thinking too much.
And so, I continue to challenge myself with various concepts, ideas, readings and discussions. And sometimes they all happen completely within myself. But as I started to write this post and feel thankful for Friday, with hopes for a nice and relaxing family weekend, well, I guess it all just popped up and out. Go figure.
Thanks for listening. As always, you bloggy peeps rock.
I hope you're all well and enjoying decent weather. Come tell me about it so I can be jealous. We're getting rain, rain and more rain, and it makes me cranky. And headachey. And emotional. And makes me think a lot, about a lot of things.
Yeah, I know. We all go through those kinds of days. Weeks. Months. G-d hopes not years! I guess that I've just been over-thinking, and thinking, and re-thinking so many things, and it makes my head hurt. And I found myself writing a message to a friend earlier today and there were tears rolling down my face. I don't even know why.
Maybe it was the class I attended this week. Did I mention it was awful? It was awful. Anyway, I've started thinking about how it's been so long since I have contributed to the finances in our household, aside from saving pennies by clipping coupons, and saving pennies and other coins, literally.
And I know, I know that I spend time at home with my daughter, and because of that we don't have to pay for daycare, or preschool, or anyone to watch her. And I know that I also don't drive (yet!) and therefore don't have to concern myself with taking a course and paying for it, extra ga$ money, and whatever else I would need to consider. But this week, after having my lil one have a few play-with-friends moments, I started wondering.
I know most of you know I've been working from home for the past two months, and I am truly enjoying the experience. And I think that I'm doing what is right for me at this time. And yet I still struggle, in my mind, when it comes to finances and what I contribute/don't contribute. Perhaps this is the struggle in the mind of many a stay-at-home-mom. Perhaps not. But I can't imagine that it's just me and my inner turmoil. Others have to have experienced it, as well, right?
And so, I spoke with a woman who was sitting next to me at the horrible course the other day. I mentioned that I am fortunate enough to be able to stay home with my daughter, and she said, you're not fortunate, you made a choice. That has stuck with me. I did make a choice. We made a choice, as a family. And I think that it was the right one for us. It is the right choice. But my daughter won't be three forever. And so then what? Sigh.
I told you I was thinking too much.
And so, I continue to challenge myself with various concepts, ideas, readings and discussions. And sometimes they all happen completely within myself. But as I started to write this post and feel thankful for Friday, with hopes for a nice and relaxing family weekend, well, I guess it all just popped up and out. Go figure.
Thanks for listening. As always, you bloggy peeps rock.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Mellow Monday
Hubby took today off. My parents are still visiting. It is pouring. Hubby took the wee one out for a car-ride aka: nap. He called and set a world record: 3 miles and she was out like a light.
I'm lazy. Tired. Stuffy. Chillaxin'. And did I mention lazy? No? Yeah, I did. You read me.
Hope you're all enjoying your day, that everyone has the day off and has better weather than we do here. Happy Monday to all and to all a good "afternoon!"
I'm lazy. Tired. Stuffy. Chillaxin'. And did I mention lazy? No? Yeah, I did. You read me.
Hope you're all enjoying your day, that everyone has the day off and has better weather than we do here. Happy Monday to all and to all a good "afternoon!"
Friday, December 25, 2009
How was your Xmas?
Does it offend you if I write Xmas? I have heard so many different reasons behind why it IS or IS NOT offensive. So who better for me to ask than the group of you out there who read my every word (he he. my minions!) and tell it like it is right back at me.
So -- what do you think? If I write Xmas, am I taking the "Christ" out of the holiday? I mean, for me, I mean no disrespect. I'm just a Jew (a lonely Jew) on Christmas who always used to write it that way, even in cards to my Catholic friends. And so I'm curious on the take out there. Ever since I had a huge discussion with a best friend of mine who is religious and observant of holidays and the like, and she said she wasn't offended and had no issue with it ... heck, she even wrote it herself sometimes ... I figured it was okay, but then I heard from people how offensive it was. And far be it from me to offend without intent. Kidding, I never mean to offend people, I just like to tell it like it is and all that comes with that. You know me. Right? Or you're starting to. Or you're saying to yourself, who the *F* cares? It's a holiday. Wish me a merry and be on your way, ey?
And speaking of ... how's your accent treat the word "merry?" I have a cousin named MERI who sounds like MERRY, but my father and his Yiddish accent say MARY, as does my husband and his Maine accent, although MARRY often sounds the same as the other two. Dare I go on? I think not. Happy Holidays and hope Saint Nick brought you loads of good cheer.
As for me, I got a stocking full of Sharpies (I kid you not!) and recipe cards (cool) and some Godiva chocolate covered strawberries (looking forward to digging into those on the drive home. But depending on the weather tomorrow, we should [might] be heading South to NY, but if the rain/ice/sleet hits the way it is expected we may be *stranded* here, which might be kind of fun, considering I tried my first frisbee-like-style sled tonight [if I am feeling generous I *may* share the video hubby took of me with you all, I just have not watched it yet.] What can I say? I grew up in Brooklyn, for goodness sake!)
So -- what do you think? If I write Xmas, am I taking the "Christ" out of the holiday? I mean, for me, I mean no disrespect. I'm just a Jew (a lonely Jew) on Christmas who always used to write it that way, even in cards to my Catholic friends. And so I'm curious on the take out there. Ever since I had a huge discussion with a best friend of mine who is religious and observant of holidays and the like, and she said she wasn't offended and had no issue with it ... heck, she even wrote it herself sometimes ... I figured it was okay, but then I heard from people how offensive it was. And far be it from me to offend without intent. Kidding, I never mean to offend people, I just like to tell it like it is and all that comes with that. You know me. Right? Or you're starting to. Or you're saying to yourself, who the *F* cares? It's a holiday. Wish me a merry and be on your way, ey?
And speaking of ... how's your accent treat the word "merry?" I have a cousin named MERI who sounds like MERRY, but my father and his Yiddish accent say MARY, as does my husband and his Maine accent, although MARRY often sounds the same as the other two. Dare I go on? I think not. Happy Holidays and hope Saint Nick brought you loads of good cheer.
As for me, I got a stocking full of Sharpies (I kid you not!) and recipe cards (cool) and some Godiva chocolate covered strawberries (looking forward to digging into those on the drive home. But depending on the weather tomorrow, we should [might] be heading South to NY, but if the rain/ice/sleet hits the way it is expected we may be *stranded* here, which might be kind of fun, considering I tried my first frisbee-like-style sled tonight [if I am feeling generous I *may* share the video hubby took of me with you all, I just have not watched it yet.] What can I say? I grew up in Brooklyn, for goodness sake!)
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Sunday Fun-day
My beautiful niece turns three today. It feels like yesterday she was born. I was quite pregnant, and up for many many hours while we awaited her arrival at the hospital. Here's to you, my pretty girl. And to your parents for surviving the last three years. As we know, they are not easy, the early days of parenting. And yet, we wouldn't change them for anything in the world.
As for us, my beautiful daughter cannot wait to see her to celebrate and enjoy the fun. I am sitting here with wet hair, a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. She woke up again last night. 3AM. We slept on the couch for a bit, and then at around 5:30 when my tush was starting to slide off the couch and the other cheek was getting a bit numb I decided to move her to the crib again.
It worked for the most part. Until hubby knew it was time for him to get up, and he had observed that the air mattress we had been (read we = he, and the dog) sleeping on had started heading South. Literally. Hubby needed me to get off of the bed so he could stand up. It was our only option. And so I did. And I figured, well, it's still got enough air in it for me to fall back to sleep until she opens her eyes and I hear the familiar call.
Yeah. Right.
I laid back down and the bed enveloped me. It was the funniest thing I've never seen. Seriously. I don't know how my husband didn't pee himself. Or maybe he did and didn't tell me. I was in tears, and I didn't have my glasses on, so I was blinder than most bats. Again, funniest thing I could possibly imagine ever seeing. Absolutely hilarious. One of those things you replay in your mind and keep cracking up as if it were the first time, and I had to create my own visual.
And so, I've been up since after 7. With a few too precious hours of sleep behind me. And a wet head of hair ready to go out into the snow. But at least my daughter is dressed. And she looks really pretty in her XOXO outfit. Why, yes, that's my kid. Stylin' like you would imagine. What? Just 'cause she's a Southern girl she can't rock the good brands? She can. And she does. And who has to know that Mommy bought this $45 outfit on sale several months ago at TJ Maxx. Come on. You wish you were me, no?
Happy Sunday, everyone. Have a fun day. I'm ready to eat my weight in cake and cupcakes since my poor brother and sister-in-law have had people canceling left and right. Anyone up for frosting? Cheers!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Rainy Days ...
I won't say always (like the song says ... Rainy days and Mondays always get me down ... am I dating myself with that lyric?) but rainy days can beat the heck out of me before I even blink.
We've been hit with more rain than you can imagine lately. Almost all last week it was overcast and coming down. Fortunately Thanksgiving was a nice day, as was the rest of the weekend, for the most part, but here we are again, with the rain coming down steadily all week so far.
It's a major bummer. While I enjoy a good rainy day as much as the next gal (or guy) I just can't take so many days in a row. Especially when cooped up in the house with a not-quite-three-year-old. And a crazy headache and stuffed up nose, as always. And not that much will-power while baking loads of cookies and treats for the two cookie swaps coming up I am participating in ... you don't know what a cookie swap is? Neither did I til I moved down here. It's just what it sounds like. I make cookies, you make cookies, and everyone else who attends does, too. We swap, and end up bringing home like 40 or so new cookies, in exchange for our own. Not a bad gig, no? But I digress ...
And the lack of opportunity to snuggle upstairs, under the covers with the TV on. My daughter is a sometimes snuggler. Not all the time, though, and usually not when I need to the most, like on days like these! Boo! Hiss! Come snuggle with mommy, would you?
Anyway, I did finish a book I have been reading, so that was a plus about the day. I'll post about that later, after I can go check what the official count is up to for the year. I have also watched a little bit more Nickelodeon/Nick Jr. than I would care to admit, and eaten my fair share of cookies, as has she. But, hey, what can you do when the weather hits like this? I mean, splashing in puddles is one thing, but being out there when the wind picks up and rolls you around a bit more than you're prepared for, not so much fun.
Hope it's drier wherever you are, and that if it's not you're warm and toasty in your beds, with a nice cuppa cocoa ... maybe with a splash of peppermint schnapps or brandy. IF you're into that sort of thing!
We've been hit with more rain than you can imagine lately. Almost all last week it was overcast and coming down. Fortunately Thanksgiving was a nice day, as was the rest of the weekend, for the most part, but here we are again, with the rain coming down steadily all week so far.
It's a major bummer. While I enjoy a good rainy day as much as the next gal (or guy) I just can't take so many days in a row. Especially when cooped up in the house with a not-quite-three-year-old. And a crazy headache and stuffed up nose, as always. And not that much will-power while baking loads of cookies and treats for the two cookie swaps coming up I am participating in ... you don't know what a cookie swap is? Neither did I til I moved down here. It's just what it sounds like. I make cookies, you make cookies, and everyone else who attends does, too. We swap, and end up bringing home like 40 or so new cookies, in exchange for our own. Not a bad gig, no? But I digress ...
And the lack of opportunity to snuggle upstairs, under the covers with the TV on. My daughter is a sometimes snuggler. Not all the time, though, and usually not when I need to the most, like on days like these! Boo! Hiss! Come snuggle with mommy, would you?
Anyway, I did finish a book I have been reading, so that was a plus about the day. I'll post about that later, after I can go check what the official count is up to for the year. I have also watched a little bit more Nickelodeon/Nick Jr. than I would care to admit, and eaten my fair share of cookies, as has she. But, hey, what can you do when the weather hits like this? I mean, splashing in puddles is one thing, but being out there when the wind picks up and rolls you around a bit more than you're prepared for, not so much fun.
Hope it's drier wherever you are, and that if it's not you're warm and toasty in your beds, with a nice cuppa cocoa ... maybe with a splash of peppermint schnapps or brandy. IF you're into that sort of thing!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Is it only Tuesday?
I was seriously about to post a Wordless Wednesday picture and be done with it! Sigh. How is it that sometimes the weeks fly by, and other times they are at the slowest of crawls?
Might be because we're still sickies, but seriously, it's so dreary out I'd rather be in bed anyway. Another day of Dora and the Nick Jr. crew in this house.
But if I have to watch Olivia train her cat, dance ballet or not eat various foods from different cultures one more time I just might scream.
Right now Benny needs tissues and Dora has some in her backpack. I really need a backpack like that, don't you? I mean, even if you aren't a parent, how happy would you be to have a backpack that always has whatever it is that you need on-hand at ALL times? I don't know what I'd want her to be carrying for me [oh yes, I learned the other day that backpack is most certainly a "her!"] but I would be so relieved to not have to worry about anything ever again.
Need a new diaper? Wipes? Snack? Juice box? Backpack! Backpack!
Tissues? Eye drops? Allergy medication? Backpack! Backpack!
A book to read while waiting at the doctor's office? A trashy magazine? A notebook or coloring book with crayons for waiting for your waiter/waitress at a restaurant? Backpack! Backpack!
And so much more. I seriously could go on and on, but my laptop battery is seriously going the way of most old and somewhat chargeable products, duh duh duh duhhh!
So, what would YOU keep in your precious backpack if you had one?
Might be because we're still sickies, but seriously, it's so dreary out I'd rather be in bed anyway. Another day of Dora and the Nick Jr. crew in this house.
But if I have to watch Olivia train her cat, dance ballet or not eat various foods from different cultures one more time I just might scream.
Right now Benny needs tissues and Dora has some in her backpack. I really need a backpack like that, don't you? I mean, even if you aren't a parent, how happy would you be to have a backpack that always has whatever it is that you need on-hand at ALL times? I don't know what I'd want her to be carrying for me [oh yes, I learned the other day that backpack is most certainly a "her!"] but I would be so relieved to not have to worry about anything ever again.
Need a new diaper? Wipes? Snack? Juice box? Backpack! Backpack!
Tissues? Eye drops? Allergy medication? Backpack! Backpack!
A book to read while waiting at the doctor's office? A trashy magazine? A notebook or coloring book with crayons for waiting for your waiter/waitress at a restaurant? Backpack! Backpack!
And so much more. I seriously could go on and on, but my laptop battery is seriously going the way of most old and somewhat chargeable products, duh duh duh duhhh!
So, what would YOU keep in your precious backpack if you had one?
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