In the last 10 years I...
- turned 21 October 2000
- graduated from A&M in Dec 2000
- started teaching 4th grade in RISD in January 2001
- realized I sucked at 4th grade and moved to 2nd grade in August 2001
- lived alone for the very first time and LOVED it (from August 2000 to March 2004)
- went on a whole string of really bad blind dates (OH! I wish I had a blog back then)
- moved to Frisco ISD to teach 2nd grade in August 2002
- met Jason in October of 2002 (blind date)
- got engaged in October of 2003
- got married in March 2004 at PHBC
- got pregnant in September 2004
- had Sarah July 2005
- got pregnant in January 2006
- had Jack October 2006
- moved to our current home April 2008
- got pregnant in October 2008
- had Caroline in July 2009
- Jason got a vasectomy in Nov 2009!!!!
And somewhere in all of that... Hilary had 3 kids and moved from NJ to Plano. Brian graduated from college and med school and got married and moved a bunch of times. Jack spent some time in a cast for his club foot and all of the kids had tons of ear infections so they all got tubes. (Jack and Sarah got them on the same day.) We put our beloved dog down. (That was seriously devastating.) Dad retired. Mom grew out her hair.
Jason has worked for the same company for more than 10 years which is pretty unheard of these days. I quit working for money in 2005 and decided to work my butt off for free. :) We've had some family vacations with the big Fishero clan.
I've put on and worked to lose 40 lbs with each pregnancy. I've taken on running. I've made some new friends and sadly lost some old ones. I've grown up a lot and still have some growing up to do. ;)
A lot has happened!! And 10 years from now, I'll be 41. Jason will be pushing 47. We'll have a 15 yr old, a 14 yr old, and an 11 year old. WOW!!!
Life moves fast.
Friday, December 31, 2010
2010 Highlights
In the last year...
Sarah graduated from preschool (We love you Miss Missy!!!). She made some great friends and had her first ever play dates without Mom. She tried to learn to swim and hated it. She finished her second year of dance. She started Kindergarten. I threw my very first birthday party at home with her friends. She had her tonsils out.
Jack was pottytrained...although he's still not staying dry at night. (Frustrated!) He started preschool. He had his very first birthday party where he could invite friends. He tried to learn to swim but gave up when he saw Sarah give up. He started reading. He set a new record for number of spankings received by a McGlamery child. He kept us laughing... when we weren't screaming or crying. He finished his last year of Mother's Day Out ever. He started brushing his teeth. (Yes prior to 2010, we didn't brush his teeth at all. Maybe once or twice we tried. We're not good parents.)
Caroline started walking and babbling and throwing fits with purpose. (She used to only throw fits out of boredom, I think.) She laughs more and plays more. She climbs and gets into trouble. She has a will of her own that seems to be very different from my will for her. ;) She has continued to be a great eater. I got to quit breastfeeding her in 2010. She took a few turns in the pool herself and seemed to love it. She was our 3rd baby to get tubes in her ears. She got all of her teeth.
In 2010, Jason and I got older, a little chunkier, a little crabbier, a little poorer...
But let's face it, we pour our lives into our kids and they had a great year and that's how we measure our success :), so YAY for 2010!!! :)
C'mon 2011.......
Sarah graduated from preschool (We love you Miss Missy!!!). She made some great friends and had her first ever play dates without Mom. She tried to learn to swim and hated it. She finished her second year of dance. She started Kindergarten. I threw my very first birthday party at home with her friends. She had her tonsils out.
Jack was pottytrained...although he's still not staying dry at night. (Frustrated!) He started preschool. He had his very first birthday party where he could invite friends. He tried to learn to swim but gave up when he saw Sarah give up. He started reading. He set a new record for number of spankings received by a McGlamery child. He kept us laughing... when we weren't screaming or crying. He finished his last year of Mother's Day Out ever. He started brushing his teeth. (Yes prior to 2010, we didn't brush his teeth at all. Maybe once or twice we tried. We're not good parents.)
Caroline started walking and babbling and throwing fits with purpose. (She used to only throw fits out of boredom, I think.) She laughs more and plays more. She climbs and gets into trouble. She has a will of her own that seems to be very different from my will for her. ;) She has continued to be a great eater. I got to quit breastfeeding her in 2010. She took a few turns in the pool herself and seemed to love it. She was our 3rd baby to get tubes in her ears. She got all of her teeth.
In 2010, Jason and I got older, a little chunkier, a little crabbier, a little poorer...
But let's face it, we pour our lives into our kids and they had a great year and that's how we measure our success :), so YAY for 2010!!! :)
C'mon 2011.......
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
As Seen on TV gift exchange
So my family does a White Elephant (that's probably more PC than calling it a "Chinese") gift exchange of "As Seen on TV" things.
This year I came away with the Shake Weight. (There were 2. My sister-in-law got the other one.)
It's great and all the jokes that spring to mind are completely founded.
And this grabber thing.
I really like it. I can pick stuff up without bending over and I can reach things on high shelves.
This year I came away with the Shake Weight. (There were 2. My sister-in-law got the other one.)
It's great and all the jokes that spring to mind are completely founded.
And this grabber thing.
I really like it. I can pick stuff up without bending over and I can reach things on high shelves.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Addendum to the previous post
"addendum"... sheesh I have secretary words on the brain....
Although I am excited to not be anxiously awaiting a new little bundle of joy to bring home, I AM thrilled for my friends who are expecting.
I have a couple of friends that are pregnant right now. And I am VERY happy for them and excited to hear all about the wonderful changes that they'll be going through. :)
Although I am excited to not be anxiously awaiting a new little bundle of joy to bring home, I AM thrilled for my friends who are expecting.
I have a couple of friends that are pregnant right now. And I am VERY happy for them and excited to hear all about the wonderful changes that they'll be going through. :)
Two thousand eleven reasons to look forward to 2011
I'm not sure I wrote the number correctly. Laura D, you're a math person. Should there have been a hyphen somewhere?
I do know that it's not two thousand AND eleven. You only say "and" when there's a decimal point. Right, Laura?? :)
Ok... so I really can't list 2011 reasons to look forward to 2011. But I will list a few.
1. I LOVE NEW BEGINNINGS!! Don't you? There's something exciting and refreshing about starting a new calendar and hoping that this year is even better than the last.
2. Trips. I've beaten that one to death so I won't go over it again. But I will say that there's a trip to Branson with the fam that I haven't mentioned that will be happening in June.
3. Sarah will start 1st grade in 2011. Jack will start his last year of preschool and Caroline will turn 2... which might (hopefully) mean pottytrained by the end of the year.
4. Jason and I will celebrate 7 years of marriage. That sounds really close to 10 years, which I'm proud of and thankful for.
5. Jason's getting a pickup truck in 2011. Bless his heart. He has driven hand-me-down vehicles since we got married. They're all really great, well taken care of vehicles. But nothing that he's picked out. All new cars have gone to me. (Although a van's not necessarily the coolest of picks. Still it was new and it went to me.) He's wanted a truck since he got rid of his in college. I think at almost 37 yrs of age he's earned the right to treat himself to what he wants.
6. Speaking of 37... Jason will be 37 in April. I pick on him about his age, but that's totally a joke. I like that we're aging. I like that those numbers keep going up. It's fun to grow older with someone.
7. My duty on the dadgummed HOA will be over in February. Hallelujah!!
8. The 2011/2012 school year will be my last year to have Caroline at home all day every day with me. 2012/2013 she'll be in preschool. (18 more months. Just have to make it 18 more months and then I can get a break 2 days a week.)
9. No PLANNED life changes in 2011. (And unplanned pregnancies are out of the realm of possibility... at least according to the doctor.) No moves. No babies. Nothing planned that will shake our world up or make us start over in any way. I'm sure SOMETHING will happen though that will make me look back and go..."Ha. You thought there were no life changes happening in 2011."
So, on that note, I pray for the health of those I love and for Jason's job and that those things that are out of our control would be protected by God. And that we would have a blessed and happy new year.
And I pray the same for all of you too!
I do know that it's not two thousand AND eleven. You only say "and" when there's a decimal point. Right, Laura?? :)
Ok... so I really can't list 2011 reasons to look forward to 2011. But I will list a few.
1. I LOVE NEW BEGINNINGS!! Don't you? There's something exciting and refreshing about starting a new calendar and hoping that this year is even better than the last.
2. Trips. I've beaten that one to death so I won't go over it again. But I will say that there's a trip to Branson with the fam that I haven't mentioned that will be happening in June.
3. Sarah will start 1st grade in 2011. Jack will start his last year of preschool and Caroline will turn 2... which might (hopefully) mean pottytrained by the end of the year.
4. Jason and I will celebrate 7 years of marriage. That sounds really close to 10 years, which I'm proud of and thankful for.
5. Jason's getting a pickup truck in 2011. Bless his heart. He has driven hand-me-down vehicles since we got married. They're all really great, well taken care of vehicles. But nothing that he's picked out. All new cars have gone to me. (Although a van's not necessarily the coolest of picks. Still it was new and it went to me.) He's wanted a truck since he got rid of his in college. I think at almost 37 yrs of age he's earned the right to treat himself to what he wants.
6. Speaking of 37... Jason will be 37 in April. I pick on him about his age, but that's totally a joke. I like that we're aging. I like that those numbers keep going up. It's fun to grow older with someone.
7. My duty on the dadgummed HOA will be over in February. Hallelujah!!
8. The 2011/2012 school year will be my last year to have Caroline at home all day every day with me. 2012/2013 she'll be in preschool. (18 more months. Just have to make it 18 more months and then I can get a break 2 days a week.)
9. No PLANNED life changes in 2011. (And unplanned pregnancies are out of the realm of possibility... at least according to the doctor.) No moves. No babies. Nothing planned that will shake our world up or make us start over in any way. I'm sure SOMETHING will happen though that will make me look back and go..."Ha. You thought there were no life changes happening in 2011."
So, on that note, I pray for the health of those I love and for Jason's job and that those things that are out of our control would be protected by God. And that we would have a blessed and happy new year.
And I pray the same for all of you too!
Random
I don't like that, when I call to make an appointment with my doctor, the receptionist always asks me why I need to see him.
Excuse me. Does that not violate HIPAA?
None of your business, ma'am. Do you really need to know whether I have a sinus infection or am going in for antidepressants? Just put me in the schedule.
Given my snippy attitude, can you guess why I'm going in? ;)
...........
We need a playroom. I always thought playrooms were pretentious and unnecessary. We had one in our first house but that was because we didn't have furniture for a formal living room. I thought we could do without it. I was wrong.
One child alone has tons of junk. Times 3 is a nightmare. We're looking at changing Sarah's double bed to a twin just to give her more floor space in her room so that she has room to play.
The thing that's maddening are the things that need to stay "set up". Like a train set. Or a Barbie doctor's office. Certain things are intended to stay out. If you put it away every time after you played with it, it would be ridiculous. And that's what we're facing right now. Lots of things that need to stay set up.
*sigh*
...........
I have absolutely no plans for NYE, and that's ok with me. I don't think I've stayed up until midnight (unless I had to) since the kids were born.
...........
I'm headed upstairs to clean out Caroline's dresser so that I can sell it. I love selling stuff.
...........
I'm working on a "Top Ten Highlights" type post of 2010. (By "working on" I mean that I just thought of it and I'll be thinking about things to include in my countdown over the next couple of hours.)
Then I might do one of the decade. Except that might need to be a Top 20 list. Think back over the last 10 years. How much has happened in your life??? TONS, right?
Anyway... Happy Tuesday!! Stay warm and dry!
Excuse me. Does that not violate HIPAA?
None of your business, ma'am. Do you really need to know whether I have a sinus infection or am going in for antidepressants? Just put me in the schedule.
Given my snippy attitude, can you guess why I'm going in? ;)
...........
We need a playroom. I always thought playrooms were pretentious and unnecessary. We had one in our first house but that was because we didn't have furniture for a formal living room. I thought we could do without it. I was wrong.
One child alone has tons of junk. Times 3 is a nightmare. We're looking at changing Sarah's double bed to a twin just to give her more floor space in her room so that she has room to play.
The thing that's maddening are the things that need to stay "set up". Like a train set. Or a Barbie doctor's office. Certain things are intended to stay out. If you put it away every time after you played with it, it would be ridiculous. And that's what we're facing right now. Lots of things that need to stay set up.
*sigh*
...........
I have absolutely no plans for NYE, and that's ok with me. I don't think I've stayed up until midnight (unless I had to) since the kids were born.
...........
I'm headed upstairs to clean out Caroline's dresser so that I can sell it. I love selling stuff.
...........
I'm working on a "Top Ten Highlights" type post of 2010. (By "working on" I mean that I just thought of it and I'll be thinking about things to include in my countdown over the next couple of hours.)
Then I might do one of the decade. Except that might need to be a Top 20 list. Think back over the last 10 years. How much has happened in your life??? TONS, right?
Anyway... Happy Tuesday!! Stay warm and dry!
Monday, December 27, 2010
A couple of quick comments on celebrity gossip
1. Natalie Portman is expecting and engaged...
Hmmm. Wonder which came first. ;)
She trained her butt off for "Black Swan". I hope she enjoyed that body while she had it.
Ha, kidding! :) She'll be back in top form in no time with a nutritionist, a trainer, and a slew of nannies to help her raise one child.
Congrats to her... I guess.
2. Hugh Heffner is engaged...
Don't you know Holly Madison is so mad!!! Did you watch "Girls Next Door" on E!? She was trying to get a ring out of that deal but failed.
But I learned from reading the article that Hugh's divorce from his second wife wasn't even finalized until recently.
So maybe the whole "#1 girlfriend looking for a ring" was just for show.
Although I can't imagine reality TV being scripted.... EVER!!! ;)
His new bride-to-be is 24. He's 84. This one might actually last him the rest of his life. :)
Which reminds me of something Jason told me a while back---
A good climbing rope will last you 15 to 20 years. A bad climbing rope will last you for the rest of your life.
Think about it........
Hmmm. Wonder which came first. ;)
She trained her butt off for "Black Swan". I hope she enjoyed that body while she had it.
Ha, kidding! :) She'll be back in top form in no time with a nutritionist, a trainer, and a slew of nannies to help her raise one child.
Congrats to her... I guess.
2. Hugh Heffner is engaged...
Don't you know Holly Madison is so mad!!! Did you watch "Girls Next Door" on E!? She was trying to get a ring out of that deal but failed.
But I learned from reading the article that Hugh's divorce from his second wife wasn't even finalized until recently.
So maybe the whole "#1 girlfriend looking for a ring" was just for show.
Although I can't imagine reality TV being scripted.... EVER!!! ;)
His new bride-to-be is 24. He's 84. This one might actually last him the rest of his life. :)
Which reminds me of something Jason told me a while back---
A good climbing rope will last you 15 to 20 years. A bad climbing rope will last you for the rest of your life.
Think about it........
Christmas Recap
I feel obligated to recap. You don't have to read. I'm ready to move on and post about non-holiday related things. But here's the rundown of the last few days....
Christmas Eve Day we went over to my mom and dad's and opened presents. They were very generous with the kids (and with us!) and everyone really did well. There were 6 kids there, ranging in age from 6 years to 6 mos. So holidays are always hectic, but they're starting to be fun.
I think I just dread them because I remember the Thanksgivings and Christmases when we were trying to eat a meal when Rachel was 2, Sarah was 16 mos, Alex was 11 mos, and Jack was 2 months. THOSE were meals spent holding a baby in one arm and eating with the other while making sure the toddlers didn't fall onto the fireplace.
Anyway, Mom made a big breakfast. Egg casserole, gooey cinnamon-y monkey bread, cheese grits, sausage. I ate and ate and ate.
Christmas Eve afternoon was spent cooking for Christmas Eve dinner.
We went to church at 6:00 for the Christmas Eve service. THANKFULLY Hil and Al went to an earlier service at another church so that they could get started on the food. Otherwise we wouldn't have eaten until 8:30.
After church, we headed over to Hil and Al's where we had assorted crackers and cheese, shrimp cocktail, and mushroom caps as appetizers. Along with an array of cocktails or wine of our choosing. Then we sat for a meal of beef tenderloin (that Al cooks every year and it is PERFECT), rice, creamed spinach, rolls, spinach salad. The works. We were STUFFED. Then it was time for dessert. Pie and bread pudding.
I'm telling you, I waddled out the door.
The kids played really well while we ate and we were home by 9:15ish.
We put the kids to bed and I rolled around the ground for a while cursing at myself for having eaten so much so late during the day. I swore I'd never do it again. I yelled at Jason (like it was his fault) and told him to not let me eat so much next year. Knowing all the while that I would be eating cinnamon rolls the next morning.
Christmas glutton. Why can't I push away from the table sooner? It's just so good.
Christmas morning I woke up at 5:30 because I was miserably full still and so I didn't sleep well. I woke up sweating a few times. I mean, yall when I tell you I ate a lot, believe it. I ate A LOT.
So I woke up at 5:30 and made some strong coffee and did some things around the house, like unloading the dishwasher, starting a load of laundry, etc. Then I showered and Jason got up and showered.
We had locked the baby gate at the top of the stairs so that the kids couldn't come down and see what Santa brought until we were ready to start the morning.
When we finally had enough coffee to feel like we were geared up for Christmas, Jason got the troops and brought them downstairs. They were precious this Christmas. They loved everything!! And they opened slowly and thanked us as they got presents. They reacted with excitement.
This was quite a shift from last year. Last year they tore open presents and barely looked at them before tearing into another one, and when every present was opened, one of them said, "Is that all?"
ooooo.... I was so mad about that last year. But this year they showed much more maturity and appreciation.
That afternoon my inlaws came over and we spent a couple of hours with them. The kids really enjoyed seeing them. They came at Caroline's nap time so she missed her nap that day, but I really couldn't tell. With all of the new toys and excitement, she did really well.
Yesterday I cleaned up Christmas. All of my decorations have been put away with the exception of the lights outside.
It was a great Christmas. It was busy. A little chaotic at times. But very merry. :)
I hope you had a great one too!!
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My personal favorite gifts that I received:
I GOT MY SHARK STEAM VAC!!! Yippee!!!
And I got a Wii Fit from Mom and Dad. I really like it. Even though it told me I'm weak and unbalanced.
On a related note....
Also this week I joined a gym by my house. I decided it's not fun to run in the cold. I'm not motivated to get out of bed to do that. But I love working out. I love going to the gym.
I got a great deal on a gym that's $20 a month and that includes unlimited tanning there. (Yeah, there's tanning beds at the gym. Weird but cool.) And I didn't have to lock into a contract. I loved Lifetime when I was a member there, but it's expensive. And it should be, I guess. It's super nice.
This is very basic. But all I need is a treadmill and some weight machines, and I'm good. And to also get tanning included is insane. I think I paid $20 a month just to have a tanning membership at Palm Beach Tan (back before I got pregnant with Caroline).
So I'm really happy.
Have to lose some flab by the end of March--- in time for Vegas!! :)
Christmas Eve Day we went over to my mom and dad's and opened presents. They were very generous with the kids (and with us!) and everyone really did well. There were 6 kids there, ranging in age from 6 years to 6 mos. So holidays are always hectic, but they're starting to be fun.
I think I just dread them because I remember the Thanksgivings and Christmases when we were trying to eat a meal when Rachel was 2, Sarah was 16 mos, Alex was 11 mos, and Jack was 2 months. THOSE were meals spent holding a baby in one arm and eating with the other while making sure the toddlers didn't fall onto the fireplace.
Anyway, Mom made a big breakfast. Egg casserole, gooey cinnamon-y monkey bread, cheese grits, sausage. I ate and ate and ate.
Christmas Eve afternoon was spent cooking for Christmas Eve dinner.
We went to church at 6:00 for the Christmas Eve service. THANKFULLY Hil and Al went to an earlier service at another church so that they could get started on the food. Otherwise we wouldn't have eaten until 8:30.
After church, we headed over to Hil and Al's where we had assorted crackers and cheese, shrimp cocktail, and mushroom caps as appetizers. Along with an array of cocktails or wine of our choosing. Then we sat for a meal of beef tenderloin (that Al cooks every year and it is PERFECT), rice, creamed spinach, rolls, spinach salad. The works. We were STUFFED. Then it was time for dessert. Pie and bread pudding.
I'm telling you, I waddled out the door.
The kids played really well while we ate and we were home by 9:15ish.
We put the kids to bed and I rolled around the ground for a while cursing at myself for having eaten so much so late during the day. I swore I'd never do it again. I yelled at Jason (like it was his fault) and told him to not let me eat so much next year. Knowing all the while that I would be eating cinnamon rolls the next morning.
Christmas glutton. Why can't I push away from the table sooner? It's just so good.
Christmas morning I woke up at 5:30 because I was miserably full still and so I didn't sleep well. I woke up sweating a few times. I mean, yall when I tell you I ate a lot, believe it. I ate A LOT.
So I woke up at 5:30 and made some strong coffee and did some things around the house, like unloading the dishwasher, starting a load of laundry, etc. Then I showered and Jason got up and showered.
We had locked the baby gate at the top of the stairs so that the kids couldn't come down and see what Santa brought until we were ready to start the morning.
When we finally had enough coffee to feel like we were geared up for Christmas, Jason got the troops and brought them downstairs. They were precious this Christmas. They loved everything!! And they opened slowly and thanked us as they got presents. They reacted with excitement.
This was quite a shift from last year. Last year they tore open presents and barely looked at them before tearing into another one, and when every present was opened, one of them said, "Is that all?"
ooooo.... I was so mad about that last year. But this year they showed much more maturity and appreciation.
That afternoon my inlaws came over and we spent a couple of hours with them. The kids really enjoyed seeing them. They came at Caroline's nap time so she missed her nap that day, but I really couldn't tell. With all of the new toys and excitement, she did really well.
Yesterday I cleaned up Christmas. All of my decorations have been put away with the exception of the lights outside.
It was a great Christmas. It was busy. A little chaotic at times. But very merry. :)
I hope you had a great one too!!
........................................................
My personal favorite gifts that I received:
I GOT MY SHARK STEAM VAC!!! Yippee!!!
And I got a Wii Fit from Mom and Dad. I really like it. Even though it told me I'm weak and unbalanced.
On a related note....
Also this week I joined a gym by my house. I decided it's not fun to run in the cold. I'm not motivated to get out of bed to do that. But I love working out. I love going to the gym.
I got a great deal on a gym that's $20 a month and that includes unlimited tanning there. (Yeah, there's tanning beds at the gym. Weird but cool.) And I didn't have to lock into a contract. I loved Lifetime when I was a member there, but it's expensive. And it should be, I guess. It's super nice.
This is very basic. But all I need is a treadmill and some weight machines, and I'm good. And to also get tanning included is insane. I think I paid $20 a month just to have a tanning membership at Palm Beach Tan (back before I got pregnant with Caroline).
So I'm really happy.
Have to lose some flab by the end of March--- in time for Vegas!! :)
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
A Family Gift Exchange
I know lots of times people don't read the blog so much during the holidays, HOWEVER...
I have an idea.
We should exchange gifts (from one family to another) of homemade treats.
I soooo remember this as a kid. My mom and I would make homemade cinnamon rolls, package them up, and then drive across town delivering them to all of her best friends.
They, in turn, would deliver stuff to us. Their kids would ring our doorbell throughout the holiday season with chocolate covered pecans or pralines or spiced tea.
Something.
And you could either save the cinnamon rolls for Christmas morning or munch on the candies and things for the weeks leading up to Christmas.
Now maybe there are people out there who are still doing this and it's not a lost tradition or a "small town" thing. But I know I haven't given or received anything like that.
Kisha, I know you make homemade salsa. Mmmmm. And I want some. (And, yes, I just called you out on my blog.)
And my cinnamon rolls don't completely suck.
So I think I'll be delivering cinnamon rolls... next year.... because it's too late this year. ;)
Remind me that I had this idea right around Thanksgiving 2011.
I have an idea.
We should exchange gifts (from one family to another) of homemade treats.
I soooo remember this as a kid. My mom and I would make homemade cinnamon rolls, package them up, and then drive across town delivering them to all of her best friends.
They, in turn, would deliver stuff to us. Their kids would ring our doorbell throughout the holiday season with chocolate covered pecans or pralines or spiced tea.
Something.
And you could either save the cinnamon rolls for Christmas morning or munch on the candies and things for the weeks leading up to Christmas.
Now maybe there are people out there who are still doing this and it's not a lost tradition or a "small town" thing. But I know I haven't given or received anything like that.
Kisha, I know you make homemade salsa. Mmmmm. And I want some. (And, yes, I just called you out on my blog.)
And my cinnamon rolls don't completely suck.
So I think I'll be delivering cinnamon rolls... next year.... because it's too late this year. ;)
Remind me that I had this idea right around Thanksgiving 2011.
Because I'm feeling a little guilty about being a grump...
I thought I'd do a post on what I'm looking forward to this weekend! :)
(And, no, it will not include putting everything away.)
First of all, Christmas Eve day we'll be going to Mom and Dad's to exchange Fishero gifts. There will be an "As Seen on TV" gift exchange. (Back by popular demand from last year) and a new game. Some "Family Feud" something or other. I LOVE GAMES!!!
Second, Christmas Eve night will be fun as well. We're having a service at church and then we go over to Hilary's and Al's for a fancy, schmancy dinner. Beef tenderloin and tablecloths and crystal stemware. It's fun. And every year it gets a little easier to enjoy it instead of babysitting kids.
Number three, Christmas Eve after the kids go down is always fun. I love playing Santa. Unfortunately there's nothing to really assemble this year, but still--I buy stocking stuffers and things so far in advance that I forget what the kids are getting and it's fun to see it all again.
4. Christmas morning!!! The kids make it more fun every year. You want it to be fun with a 6 month old, but they don't get it. You want it to be fun with an 18 month old (which IS more fun than the year before) but still... It's really fun when the kids are 3 or 4 or 5.
And I'm really happy with my purchases this year. :) I think the kids are gonna love what they find under the tree. And I think Jason will be pretty happy too.
So, see??? I am looking forward to the festivities that lie ahead. It should be a great weekend.
(And, no, it will not include putting everything away.)
First of all, Christmas Eve day we'll be going to Mom and Dad's to exchange Fishero gifts. There will be an "As Seen on TV" gift exchange. (Back by popular demand from last year) and a new game. Some "Family Feud" something or other. I LOVE GAMES!!!
Second, Christmas Eve night will be fun as well. We're having a service at church and then we go over to Hilary's and Al's for a fancy, schmancy dinner. Beef tenderloin and tablecloths and crystal stemware. It's fun. And every year it gets a little easier to enjoy it instead of babysitting kids.
Number three, Christmas Eve after the kids go down is always fun. I love playing Santa. Unfortunately there's nothing to really assemble this year, but still--I buy stocking stuffers and things so far in advance that I forget what the kids are getting and it's fun to see it all again.
4. Christmas morning!!! The kids make it more fun every year. You want it to be fun with a 6 month old, but they don't get it. You want it to be fun with an 18 month old (which IS more fun than the year before) but still... It's really fun when the kids are 3 or 4 or 5.
And I'm really happy with my purchases this year. :) I think the kids are gonna love what they find under the tree. And I think Jason will be pretty happy too.
So, see??? I am looking forward to the festivities that lie ahead. It should be a great weekend.
Christmas is Saturday???
I can't believe it's almost here!!
And, to be honest, I'm glad. I love Christmas, but I think this year, I'm even more excited about the new year. I'm ready for 2011. Ready for new adventures and trips. Ready to see what the year has in store. And I'm ready to put away my Christmas tree. (None of my decorations look very good this year.)
I wonder if, every time the kids take a present from under the tree on Christmas morning, I could ask them to each take 2 ornaments off the tree and put them back in the storage box.
My tree could be back in the attic by noon. :)
(Such a Scrooge this year, I know.)
And, to be honest, I'm glad. I love Christmas, but I think this year, I'm even more excited about the new year. I'm ready for 2011. Ready for new adventures and trips. Ready to see what the year has in store. And I'm ready to put away my Christmas tree. (None of my decorations look very good this year.)
I wonder if, every time the kids take a present from under the tree on Christmas morning, I could ask them to each take 2 ornaments off the tree and put them back in the storage box.
My tree could be back in the attic by noon. :)
(Such a Scrooge this year, I know.)
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Us Weekly
Ok, here's the thing... Us Weekly is accurate just often enough to leave me really confused.
Am I supposed to believe their headlines or not?
I kinda treat People like it's the truth, stone-cold facts.
And Star is trash.
But Us Weekly is tough. Sometimes I roll my eyes at their stories, and I listen as celeb's reps are denying the new scoop. Only to find out a few weeks later that Us Weekly was right. That they were the first to report on this break up or that new relationship or that Mariah Carey is having twins. Important stuff like that.
I don't know. Us Weekly (though I hate its title) may be a magazine I should take a little more seriously. Well, however seriously you can take gossip.
Am I supposed to believe their headlines or not?
I kinda treat People like it's the truth, stone-cold facts.
And Star is trash.
But Us Weekly is tough. Sometimes I roll my eyes at their stories, and I listen as celeb's reps are denying the new scoop. Only to find out a few weeks later that Us Weekly was right. That they were the first to report on this break up or that new relationship or that Mariah Carey is having twins. Important stuff like that.
I don't know. Us Weekly (though I hate its title) may be a magazine I should take a little more seriously. Well, however seriously you can take gossip.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Never a dull moment
We've had lots of crime reports lately in our neighborhood. I think, in part, because our HOA is REALLY REALLY good about emailing residents about cars that are broken into, etc. Sometimes I wish I didn't know quite so much because it can start to make you feel unsafe.
We have one neighbor, Jim, who lives on the street behind us, and I really like him. He's just a good ol' boy. And any time we have a report about some vandalism or break in, he's the first to remind everyone of circumstances that would make it PERFECTLY LEGAL to use lethal force. :) He's that guy. Love him. He cracks me up.
He sent an email yesterday saying that a white pick up was in the alley behind his house and a guy got out and approached his garage (probably to steal something) when Jim came out from around the corner. The guy hopped back in the pickup and took off and that's when Jim got in his own truck and chased them. :)
He lost them but saw them again later in the afternoon in the alley behind my house, and they took off again when they saw Jim. He chased them through neighboring subdivisions and into The Colony. (The whole time he was on the phone with 911.)
He saw one kid take off and try to scale a fence. He stayed with the vehicle, tracking them all along the way. Then the police showed up and was able to corner them in a parking lot near our neighborhood. They pulled the driver out of the car and the other passenger. (The one guy who took off eluded them.) The teens were handcuffed and their truck apparently smelled very heavily of pot.
So now we're all convinced that these break-ins have been "inside jobs". It's a neighborhood punk and his friends stealing GPS devices and TVs and wheels, etc etc. And, if that's true, it would explain why our subdivision is constantly targeted.
I'm thankful for Jim's persistance and keeping us safe.
But I'm also willing to bet he had a blast chasing them and calling the police and watching them be handcuffed. Nothing like a little car chase to make you feel like a man and a hero. :)
We have one neighbor, Jim, who lives on the street behind us, and I really like him. He's just a good ol' boy. And any time we have a report about some vandalism or break in, he's the first to remind everyone of circumstances that would make it PERFECTLY LEGAL to use lethal force. :) He's that guy. Love him. He cracks me up.
He sent an email yesterday saying that a white pick up was in the alley behind his house and a guy got out and approached his garage (probably to steal something) when Jim came out from around the corner. The guy hopped back in the pickup and took off and that's when Jim got in his own truck and chased them. :)
He lost them but saw them again later in the afternoon in the alley behind my house, and they took off again when they saw Jim. He chased them through neighboring subdivisions and into The Colony. (The whole time he was on the phone with 911.)
He saw one kid take off and try to scale a fence. He stayed with the vehicle, tracking them all along the way. Then the police showed up and was able to corner them in a parking lot near our neighborhood. They pulled the driver out of the car and the other passenger. (The one guy who took off eluded them.) The teens were handcuffed and their truck apparently smelled very heavily of pot.
So now we're all convinced that these break-ins have been "inside jobs". It's a neighborhood punk and his friends stealing GPS devices and TVs and wheels, etc etc. And, if that's true, it would explain why our subdivision is constantly targeted.
I'm thankful for Jim's persistance and keeping us safe.
But I'm also willing to bet he had a blast chasing them and calling the police and watching them be handcuffed. Nothing like a little car chase to make you feel like a man and a hero. :)
Saturday, December 18, 2010
We partied like it was 1999.
The Christmas Party was awesome for so many reasons!
1. Jason came home by 2:00. He helped me do some things around the house so that we could come home today to a clean(er) house.
2. We got to take the kids to my parents' house at 4:30.
3. Saying "goodbye" was a breeze. The kids didn't cry or anything.
4. They told us to leave the van and take the little 2-door Lexus. :)
5. Traffic on the Tollway moved smoothly.
6. The Ritz Carlton...
Ok, I haven't stayed anywhere this nice since our honeymoon. And that was almost 7 years ago. And we went all out.
The service was amazing. The room was phenomenal. We let ourselves be pampered and relaxed.
7. We got ready and just walked downstairs to the party. We enjoyed the free food and drinks and as soon as the little "Hooray for us. We're a great company." presentation was over, we said goodnight to the other couples at our table and went back to the room. :)
8. Drinking for fun. We both had a few last night, but it was relaxed fun drinking. Not drinking to unwind. There's a difference.
9. Black out shades. We were asleep by 11:00. Not in bed by 11:00...ASLEEP by 11:00 and slept until 8:30.
10. Breakfast in the room. I don't think I've had room service since our wedding night. (Other than the food that was brought to my room while in the hospital after birthing my babies.) There was something wonderful about calling someone and laying around while they fix your breakfast and wheel it into your bedroom. Heaven.
11. Conversation. We didn't mention the kids once... Well, we did once, but only to say how great it was to have a break from them.
At breakfast, it was so quiet. There wasn't background noise, like in a restaurant. There wasn't a TV on. No kids were whining or talking or singing. We didn't have to scarf down our food while tending to everyone else's needs.
We sat in silence. But not angry, awkward silence. Wonderful silence.
12. The best part: Reconnecting with Jason. This was SO different than a date night. This got us totally away from everything. From 3 kids. From chores. From it all. And we didn't bring it with us. We didn't have any deep conversations or dream about the future. We lived right in the moment.
Instead of thinking about money for colleges, weddings, etc. we ordered food without even looking at the prices.
Instead of feeling like a really old 31 year old with a TON of responsibility and so many people to care for, I felt like a young wife in a pretty dress who was having a good time.
I didn't even BEGIN to realize how badly we needed this time. I'm still SUPER excited about my trip to New York. I can't wait to get away and have GIRL TIME!! :) But it was soooooo good for us to get away and have time for us.
We don't do it because it's a hassle. It's expensive. It's so much work to leave 3 kids. (And those are valid reasons.)
But I am so grateful to my parents for taking on the kids and the whining and the mess and the meals and the routines and the diapers and the teeth brushing and the clothes changing and everything in between for 18 or 19 hours. Because that break meant the world to us!!!
PICTURES:
Full length view of the dress. I don't know who I think I am with my hand on my hip.... :) haha.
I took a pic of my shoe because I thought it was cute and it was the highest heel I've ever worn. Should've taken a pic of the heel. (Plus I took a pic of the shoe because I had had a few. Let's not kid ourselves.) ;)
We got smart and took the camera to the party and had Jason's boss snap a pic. I'm so glad we did because I really like this one of us. HAPPY! :)
1. Jason came home by 2:00. He helped me do some things around the house so that we could come home today to a clean(er) house.
2. We got to take the kids to my parents' house at 4:30.
3. Saying "goodbye" was a breeze. The kids didn't cry or anything.
4. They told us to leave the van and take the little 2-door Lexus. :)
5. Traffic on the Tollway moved smoothly.
6. The Ritz Carlton...
Ok, I haven't stayed anywhere this nice since our honeymoon. And that was almost 7 years ago. And we went all out.
The service was amazing. The room was phenomenal. We let ourselves be pampered and relaxed.
7. We got ready and just walked downstairs to the party. We enjoyed the free food and drinks and as soon as the little "Hooray for us. We're a great company." presentation was over, we said goodnight to the other couples at our table and went back to the room. :)
8. Drinking for fun. We both had a few last night, but it was relaxed fun drinking. Not drinking to unwind. There's a difference.
9. Black out shades. We were asleep by 11:00. Not in bed by 11:00...ASLEEP by 11:00 and slept until 8:30.
10. Breakfast in the room. I don't think I've had room service since our wedding night. (Other than the food that was brought to my room while in the hospital after birthing my babies.) There was something wonderful about calling someone and laying around while they fix your breakfast and wheel it into your bedroom. Heaven.
11. Conversation. We didn't mention the kids once... Well, we did once, but only to say how great it was to have a break from them.
At breakfast, it was so quiet. There wasn't background noise, like in a restaurant. There wasn't a TV on. No kids were whining or talking or singing. We didn't have to scarf down our food while tending to everyone else's needs.
We sat in silence. But not angry, awkward silence. Wonderful silence.
12. The best part: Reconnecting with Jason. This was SO different than a date night. This got us totally away from everything. From 3 kids. From chores. From it all. And we didn't bring it with us. We didn't have any deep conversations or dream about the future. We lived right in the moment.
Instead of thinking about money for colleges, weddings, etc. we ordered food without even looking at the prices.
Instead of feeling like a really old 31 year old with a TON of responsibility and so many people to care for, I felt like a young wife in a pretty dress who was having a good time.
I didn't even BEGIN to realize how badly we needed this time. I'm still SUPER excited about my trip to New York. I can't wait to get away and have GIRL TIME!! :) But it was soooooo good for us to get away and have time for us.
We don't do it because it's a hassle. It's expensive. It's so much work to leave 3 kids. (And those are valid reasons.)
But I am so grateful to my parents for taking on the kids and the whining and the mess and the meals and the routines and the diapers and the teeth brushing and the clothes changing and everything in between for 18 or 19 hours. Because that break meant the world to us!!!
PICTURES:
Full length view of the dress. I don't know who I think I am with my hand on my hip.... :) haha.
I took a pic of my shoe because I thought it was cute and it was the highest heel I've ever worn. Should've taken a pic of the heel. (Plus I took a pic of the shoe because I had had a few. Let's not kid ourselves.) ;)
We got smart and took the camera to the party and had Jason's boss snap a pic. I'm so glad we did because I really like this one of us. HAPPY! :)
Friday, December 17, 2010
Today, December 17
Today my oldest will be halfway through Kindergarten. Halfway to being a first grader! How can that be?
My middle baby has one semester down in preschool. And my youngest will be 18 months in a couple of weeks that I KNOW will FLY BY.
Wow!!
............
Today my parents are keeping all 3 kids for the first time ever overnight at their casa. Praying for them already. ;)
............
Today one of my best friends is headed to LONDON!!! Yippee!! I am so excited for her and she's promised to bring me back a thimble with a picture of Will and Kate on it. ;)
I know she's going to have a great time, and I'm so glad that she gets to spend the holidays the way that SHE wants to and with someone that makes her happy!
(Take an Ambien and sleep on the plane, E.)
............
Today is one week until Christmas Eve. Is that weird to anyone else?? And here in the DFW area it's supposed to be 74 on Monday. Last year it was snowing on Christmas Eve, remember??? Crazy Texas weather!
...........
Today is Jason's company party which the higher-ups in the company have promised will be better than last year. Last year's was kind of a dud and people left early. Not to sound snobby or like a wine-o, BUUUUT :) the poorly stocked bar was only open for cocktail hour and halfway through dinner and then it shut down. So they expected you to dance and continue on with your evening sans adult beverages. Yeah... that didn't happen. People left.
Judge if you must, but people want alcohol at a company party. I mean, if you're hanging out with friends, sure--you can whip out a board game and some Diet Cokes and be fine. But when you're hanging out with coworkers... or even worse, a spouse's coworkers who are accountants and tax consultants... it's nice to have a little something to make the boring conversation seem a little more interesting.
Take it away and the party dies.
.........
Whatever you're doing today, I hope you have a great one!!! :) Happy December 17th.
My middle baby has one semester down in preschool. And my youngest will be 18 months in a couple of weeks that I KNOW will FLY BY.
Wow!!
............
Today my parents are keeping all 3 kids for the first time ever overnight at their casa. Praying for them already. ;)
............
Today one of my best friends is headed to LONDON!!! Yippee!! I am so excited for her and she's promised to bring me back a thimble with a picture of Will and Kate on it. ;)
I know she's going to have a great time, and I'm so glad that she gets to spend the holidays the way that SHE wants to and with someone that makes her happy!
(Take an Ambien and sleep on the plane, E.)
............
Today is one week until Christmas Eve. Is that weird to anyone else?? And here in the DFW area it's supposed to be 74 on Monday. Last year it was snowing on Christmas Eve, remember??? Crazy Texas weather!
...........
Today is Jason's company party which the higher-ups in the company have promised will be better than last year. Last year's was kind of a dud and people left early. Not to sound snobby or like a wine-o, BUUUUT :) the poorly stocked bar was only open for cocktail hour and halfway through dinner and then it shut down. So they expected you to dance and continue on with your evening sans adult beverages. Yeah... that didn't happen. People left.
Judge if you must, but people want alcohol at a company party. I mean, if you're hanging out with friends, sure--you can whip out a board game and some Diet Cokes and be fine. But when you're hanging out with coworkers... or even worse, a spouse's coworkers who are accountants and tax consultants... it's nice to have a little something to make the boring conversation seem a little more interesting.
Take it away and the party dies.
.........
Whatever you're doing today, I hope you have a great one!!! :) Happy December 17th.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
shut up
Winona Ryder: Mel Gibson Made Anti-Semitic and Homophobic Remarks 15 Years Ago
And in other news: Winona Ryder's still alive??? REALLY??
Who cares?
How stupid that you have to slam someone else to get a headline and bring up crap from 15 years ago to make yourself seem relevant.
The last time I remember seeing Winona in a headline it was because she had been busted shoplifting. Oh... that's right, she was "researching a role".
And in other news: Winona Ryder's still alive??? REALLY??
Who cares?
How stupid that you have to slam someone else to get a headline and bring up crap from 15 years ago to make yourself seem relevant.
The last time I remember seeing Winona in a headline it was because she had been busted shoplifting. Oh... that's right, she was "researching a role".
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
So much to remember
Sometimes I get overwhelmed with everything that life requires.
From the cooking to the cleaning and the schedules and the laundry and the car upkeep and the personal maintenance and the relationships I try to keep up with (but do a poor job)... it's just a lot.
And I'm a little scatterbrained. That is NOT to be confused with ditzy. It's just organization is REALLY hard for me. I love to be organized. It makes me happy. But it's so much work!
I just don't know how to get from cluttered Point A to organized Point Z. I don't know how to make it happen with the fluctuating demands of life.
No 2 days are the same. Honestly.
Blah blah blah...
So I get overwhelmed and forget to do stuff.
So the kids' personal maintenance. Baths, hair, teeth, clothes that fit, fingernails trimmed.
Well, it turns out I had been overlooking Sarah's ear wax. I really didn't notice. I wash her ears when she's in the tub, but do I really scrub inside there? No.
Oh. My. Gosh.
I pulled her hair back and it was sooooooo gross.
In my defense, her curls usually block her ears, so I can't see in there. And when I fix her hair, I stand behind her. And we're usually running late and I'm hugging her as I'm pushing her out the door, so I don't really have time to evaluate the ear situation. And I never really considered that I needed to.
Let me tell you... I need to make time to evaluate the ear situation.
It was disgusting. I mean... ICK! I'm so glad no one's made fun of her and that I realized how bad it was. I can only imagine what her teacher must have thought every time I put her hair in a ponytail.
And it left me thinking, "DANG! There is so much to remember." How in the world can you stay up on everything? Just when I feel like I'm getting things under control, something new pops up.
Today it was ear wax.
From the cooking to the cleaning and the schedules and the laundry and the car upkeep and the personal maintenance and the relationships I try to keep up with (but do a poor job)... it's just a lot.
And I'm a little scatterbrained. That is NOT to be confused with ditzy. It's just organization is REALLY hard for me. I love to be organized. It makes me happy. But it's so much work!
I just don't know how to get from cluttered Point A to organized Point Z. I don't know how to make it happen with the fluctuating demands of life.
No 2 days are the same. Honestly.
Blah blah blah...
So I get overwhelmed and forget to do stuff.
So the kids' personal maintenance. Baths, hair, teeth, clothes that fit, fingernails trimmed.
Well, it turns out I had been overlooking Sarah's ear wax. I really didn't notice. I wash her ears when she's in the tub, but do I really scrub inside there? No.
Oh. My. Gosh.
I pulled her hair back and it was sooooooo gross.
In my defense, her curls usually block her ears, so I can't see in there. And when I fix her hair, I stand behind her. And we're usually running late and I'm hugging her as I'm pushing her out the door, so I don't really have time to evaluate the ear situation. And I never really considered that I needed to.
Let me tell you... I need to make time to evaluate the ear situation.
It was disgusting. I mean... ICK! I'm so glad no one's made fun of her and that I realized how bad it was. I can only imagine what her teacher must have thought every time I put her hair in a ponytail.
And it left me thinking, "DANG! There is so much to remember." How in the world can you stay up on everything? Just when I feel like I'm getting things under control, something new pops up.
Today it was ear wax.
Jack's Christmas Program
Pics of yesterday's Christmas program.
I would like to say a "thank you" to Mrs. Jerry for adding a couple of new songs this year. As someone who will have watched this show 6 times in a row by the time Caroline is out of preschool, I appreciate the variety. ;)
And now a little game of Where's Waldo?
If you can find the girls side-by-side in green, he's on the row behind them. Red and white striped shirt.
He was proud to have done a program on stage. He was happy that we all came. And even though I almost know that program by heart, I would watch it a million more times if it made him this happy. :)
I would like to say a "thank you" to Mrs. Jerry for adding a couple of new songs this year. As someone who will have watched this show 6 times in a row by the time Caroline is out of preschool, I appreciate the variety. ;)
And now a little game of Where's Waldo?
If you can find the girls side-by-side in green, he's on the row behind them. Red and white striped shirt.
He was proud to have done a program on stage. He was happy that we all came. And even though I almost know that program by heart, I would watch it a million more times if it made him this happy. :)
Someone needs to tell that lady to wash her face
This could also be titled "Things Sarah misses because she's at school." It's weird when one of them is gone when you're used to doing holiday festivities as a family. But we can't do everything on the weekends. SO, she misses some stuff. But that's really a tangent.
Pictures of the ice exhibit. This was an hour or so after my spray tan. This was the bronzer that had me alarmed but then washed off to reveal a slightly more subtle look. ;) Thank Goodness.
When I look at this pic of all of us, I think of that song from Sesame Street
"One of these things is not like the others
One of these things just doesn't belong.
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?"
Click on the pic if you can't see how "bronze" I was that day.
It was really an awesome experience. Jack was just too young to fully appreciate that everything was made of ice.
His parka was HUGE!
No fun time is complete without a meltdown. He started crying because he wanted to stand somewhere else for the picture. Whatever.
The ice slide
Seriously, someone tell that lady to wash her face. She looks dirty.
The ice tunnel...
There was a really pretty nativity scene at the end.
All in all, it was a great time! I was just under-dressed and needed to shower. Caroline and Jack were a little too young. And it's too expensive to not appreciate the fact that everything is made of ice. Plus, believe it or not, my kids don't know who Charlie Brown is. Do yours?? I dunno. Should've introduced Jack before we headed to The Gaylord.
Live and learn.
Pictures of the ice exhibit. This was an hour or so after my spray tan. This was the bronzer that had me alarmed but then washed off to reveal a slightly more subtle look. ;) Thank Goodness.
When I look at this pic of all of us, I think of that song from Sesame Street
"One of these things is not like the others
One of these things just doesn't belong.
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?"
Click on the pic if you can't see how "bronze" I was that day.
It was really an awesome experience. Jack was just too young to fully appreciate that everything was made of ice.
His parka was HUGE!
No fun time is complete without a meltdown. He started crying because he wanted to stand somewhere else for the picture. Whatever.
The ice slide
Seriously, someone tell that lady to wash her face. She looks dirty.
The ice tunnel...
There was a really pretty nativity scene at the end.
All in all, it was a great time! I was just under-dressed and needed to shower. Caroline and Jack were a little too young. And it's too expensive to not appreciate the fact that everything is made of ice. Plus, believe it or not, my kids don't know who Charlie Brown is. Do yours?? I dunno. Should've introduced Jack before we headed to The Gaylord.
Live and learn.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Got the meds
It's a little sad when "get antibiotics" is on a checklist of things to do to get ready for date night. (Actually, depending on what the antibiotics are for, it could be disgusting and disturbing that one would need antibiotics before date night.)
But mine are for my sinus infection.
I went to see Dr. Tran's PA today and came out with Flonase, Augmenten, and the advice to get the behind-the-counter Sudafed because the over-the-counter stuff on the shelves is "crap". (That's a direct quote.)
She offered to give me a steroid shot in the hip in lieu of the Flonase, but I opted out of that. I don't mind shots, but one in the hip doesn't sound fun. I've never had one before and don't plan on starting now.
Sooooo...
Dress to the cleaners: check.
Pedicure: done.
Spray tan: done and fading nicely ;)
On the way to feeling better: check
As long as I can get the kids packed and to Mom and Dad's without a problem on Friday, I think it'll be a fun night.
Date nights sure are more complicated than they used to be.
But mine are for my sinus infection.
I went to see Dr. Tran's PA today and came out with Flonase, Augmenten, and the advice to get the behind-the-counter Sudafed because the over-the-counter stuff on the shelves is "crap". (That's a direct quote.)
She offered to give me a steroid shot in the hip in lieu of the Flonase, but I opted out of that. I don't mind shots, but one in the hip doesn't sound fun. I've never had one before and don't plan on starting now.
Sooooo...
Dress to the cleaners: check.
Pedicure: done.
Spray tan: done and fading nicely ;)
On the way to feeling better: check
As long as I can get the kids packed and to Mom and Dad's without a problem on Friday, I think it'll be a fun night.
Date nights sure are more complicated than they used to be.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Relief...
WHEW!!
I showered (after waiting the 8 - 10 hours they suggested) after tanning, and the glow that was freaking me out was the bronzer.
That's what the technician had said. She said that it was gonna look extreme today because the product has a tint so she knows where she's sprayed and where she needs to spray more, etc. She said it would wash off and not to worry. She was right.
Guess the technician who's done this hundreds of times knows more than me who's done it once... counting today.
I love it!! It's WAY better than a Mystic or other booth tans. It's more even. I can especially tell on the hard to do places like my toes, backs of my wrists, elbows... those types of places.
Ok, so now I must ration my showers and stay moisturized to preserve the glow until Friday. If you see me between now and then, you may want to keep your distance. I might stink.
I showered (after waiting the 8 - 10 hours they suggested) after tanning, and the glow that was freaking me out was the bronzer.
That's what the technician had said. She said that it was gonna look extreme today because the product has a tint so she knows where she's sprayed and where she needs to spray more, etc. She said it would wash off and not to worry. She was right.
Guess the technician who's done this hundreds of times knows more than me who's done it once... counting today.
I love it!! It's WAY better than a Mystic or other booth tans. It's more even. I can especially tell on the hard to do places like my toes, backs of my wrists, elbows... those types of places.
Ok, so now I must ration my showers and stay moisturized to preserve the glow until Friday. If you see me between now and then, you may want to keep your distance. I might stink.
Can I help you find something?
Yesterday Caroline and I went to the grocery store while everyone was at church.
I stayed home with her because neither of us were feeling well but then felt compelled to be productive and get her out in the windy cold. I make no sense sometimes.
Anyways...
There was a guy there that looked a lot like Jason...was about his age, his build, starting to go bald. ;) The only thing is he was wearing a track suit... complete with wind breaker. *GAG* I would NEVER let Jason wear that. ;)
My point is that he was not alarming or creepy to look at. He didn't make me take a second look.
C and I started in the produce section. I looked at the grapes. This guy was looking at oranges. I noticed him because we were close in proximity and he had NEITHER a handheld basket NOR a cart. A little weird. Normally if you go to the store and don't grab a basket or a cart it's because you're on a mission. You need one or two things. In and out. Super quickly.
He was browsing the produce.
I pushed on and went to get some milk. He stood staring at chips, which is at the end of the aisle right beside the cases of milk.
I went to get cheese and he went to look at refrigerated cookie dough, which is in the same refrigerated section.
I went down the cereal aisle. He walked down the same aisle from the other end.
The same thing happened on the baking aisle. He would slow down when I would slow down and pretend to look at stuff on the shelves. But never picked anything up.
Again, the guy didn't have a cart. I was thinking: What are you doing here? And why are we CONSTANTLY running into each other?
So I made eye contact with him and glared at him. Like, "You're creepy. Leave me alone. What's your deal?" And ran into him 2 other times.
I wanted to confront him and say, "Can I help you find something?" But I didn't want to talk to him. I just wanted to shoot mean looks at him... which I did.
If it had been at night, I would have asked someone to walk Caroline and me to the car. It was that unsettling. I was creeped out and there were other people there at 9:00 A.M.
I still don't know what his deal was. I hope I don't see him again because the whole situation was too weird to be coincidental that he was on every aisle I was on... and yet he wasn't shopping.
It's the Creepy Kroger Guy Mystery.
I stayed home with her because neither of us were feeling well but then felt compelled to be productive and get her out in the windy cold. I make no sense sometimes.
Anyways...
There was a guy there that looked a lot like Jason...was about his age, his build, starting to go bald. ;) The only thing is he was wearing a track suit... complete with wind breaker. *GAG* I would NEVER let Jason wear that. ;)
My point is that he was not alarming or creepy to look at. He didn't make me take a second look.
C and I started in the produce section. I looked at the grapes. This guy was looking at oranges. I noticed him because we were close in proximity and he had NEITHER a handheld basket NOR a cart. A little weird. Normally if you go to the store and don't grab a basket or a cart it's because you're on a mission. You need one or two things. In and out. Super quickly.
He was browsing the produce.
I pushed on and went to get some milk. He stood staring at chips, which is at the end of the aisle right beside the cases of milk.
I went to get cheese and he went to look at refrigerated cookie dough, which is in the same refrigerated section.
I went down the cereal aisle. He walked down the same aisle from the other end.
The same thing happened on the baking aisle. He would slow down when I would slow down and pretend to look at stuff on the shelves. But never picked anything up.
Again, the guy didn't have a cart. I was thinking: What are you doing here? And why are we CONSTANTLY running into each other?
So I made eye contact with him and glared at him. Like, "You're creepy. Leave me alone. What's your deal?" And ran into him 2 other times.
I wanted to confront him and say, "Can I help you find something?" But I didn't want to talk to him. I just wanted to shoot mean looks at him... which I did.
If it had been at night, I would have asked someone to walk Caroline and me to the car. It was that unsettling. I was creeped out and there were other people there at 9:00 A.M.
I still don't know what his deal was. I hope I don't see him again because the whole situation was too weird to be coincidental that he was on every aisle I was on... and yet he wasn't shopping.
It's the Creepy Kroger Guy Mystery.
This week...
This week should be good. I'm looking forward to it.
Tomorrow Jack has a Christmas program at church. I've already seen it twice when Sarah was in preschool, BUT I've never seen Jack sing the songs so I'M SURE it will feel brand new. ;)
The program is at 1:00, so it looks like C's nap will be majorly pushed back tomorrow. Oh well. Such is life when you're accomodating multiple schedules, right?
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Friday is the big night out with Jason for his company party. We will be staying at the Ritz, not the W, because the firm finally got it together and blocked off some rooms and discounted the rates. So, as much fun as the W would be, you can't argue with a discount.
I'm really looking forward to going but am coming down with a bad cold. It's so annoying. I'm trying to get an appointment with my doctor tomorrow so I can get a Z Pack. The last thing I need is to not feel well Friday.
I went to Spa Nordstrom and was airbrushed (tanned) for the party. I'm a little dark (and by "dark" I mean "orange") but it'll be PERFECT by Friday. (I think, I hope.) I know it's December and having a little color makes no real sense. But it's amazing how a little color can make you feel better about yourself and make you feel healthier. No one wants their skin so transparent that you can see all of your veins. (And that was me prior to the airbrushing session.)
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We went to the Gaylord Texan today to see the ICE! exhibit. It was freezing. You would think that would go without saying. You would think I would wear shoes with socks. You would think I would bring gloves. You would think all of those things... but no. I threw on my Merrells without socks, had no gloves, and was SHOCKED by how cold it was.
Caroline immediately started crying and Jack basically glanced at the ice sculptures as he was running through because (even with parkas) it was COLD!!!!
But we had a great time. I'm glad we went.
(And the pictures are hilarious. Huge parkas. We're freezing. In a couple of them, Jack's crying. Let's not forget my dirty looking orange face. Those are some cuuuuute pics. haha)
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Ok.. that's all for now. Happy Monday!!
Tomorrow Jack has a Christmas program at church. I've already seen it twice when Sarah was in preschool, BUT I've never seen Jack sing the songs so I'M SURE it will feel brand new. ;)
The program is at 1:00, so it looks like C's nap will be majorly pushed back tomorrow. Oh well. Such is life when you're accomodating multiple schedules, right?
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Friday is the big night out with Jason for his company party. We will be staying at the Ritz, not the W, because the firm finally got it together and blocked off some rooms and discounted the rates. So, as much fun as the W would be, you can't argue with a discount.
I'm really looking forward to going but am coming down with a bad cold. It's so annoying. I'm trying to get an appointment with my doctor tomorrow so I can get a Z Pack. The last thing I need is to not feel well Friday.
I went to Spa Nordstrom and was airbrushed (tanned) for the party. I'm a little dark (and by "dark" I mean "orange") but it'll be PERFECT by Friday. (I think, I hope.) I know it's December and having a little color makes no real sense. But it's amazing how a little color can make you feel better about yourself and make you feel healthier. No one wants their skin so transparent that you can see all of your veins. (And that was me prior to the airbrushing session.)
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We went to the Gaylord Texan today to see the ICE! exhibit. It was freezing. You would think that would go without saying. You would think I would wear shoes with socks. You would think I would bring gloves. You would think all of those things... but no. I threw on my Merrells without socks, had no gloves, and was SHOCKED by how cold it was.
Caroline immediately started crying and Jack basically glanced at the ice sculptures as he was running through because (even with parkas) it was COLD!!!!
But we had a great time. I'm glad we went.
(And the pictures are hilarious. Huge parkas. We're freezing. In a couple of them, Jack's crying. Let's not forget my dirty looking orange face. Those are some cuuuuute pics. haha)
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Ok.. that's all for now. Happy Monday!!
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Baby It's Cold Outside
It's supposed to be the coldest morning of the year tomorrow morning. In honor of the cold, I'm posting the song I'm currently obsessed with. :)
Reindeer 101
Jack: You know, Mom, Dasher runs really fast like this. [He starts running around the couch.] That's why he's called "Dasher".
Me: Mmm hmm.
Jack: And Dancer dances like this [starts dancing] That's why he's called "Dancer".
Me: Yep.
Jack: And Prancer prances. That's why he's called "Prancer".
Me: Ok.
Jack: And Fixin' builds stuff. That's why he's called "Fixin'".
Me: Mmm hmm.
Jack: And Dancer dances like this [starts dancing] That's why he's called "Dancer".
Me: Yep.
Jack: And Prancer prances. That's why he's called "Prancer".
Me: Ok.
Jack: And Fixin' builds stuff. That's why he's called "Fixin'".
Friday, December 10, 2010
Continuing the tradition..
We went to see the trains at Northpark with KK and Papalu.
I wondered if I was gonna be in this picture. Couldn't really tell how much Dad had zoomed in. Good thing I smiled...just in case. Although my smile is a little creepy.
If my parents will take pics and hold kids, I don't mind being the pack mule that holds everything else.
(Look at the odd way I've locked my fingers. Interestingly--or at least it's interesting to me--I do this same thing with my legs when I cross them. I will wrap my foot around my calf and twist my legs in knots.)
Caroline loved it!!
After the trains we had dinner at El Fenix. Yummmmmmy!!
Thanks for another fun trip to see the trains, KK and Papalu!
I wondered if I was gonna be in this picture. Couldn't really tell how much Dad had zoomed in. Good thing I smiled...just in case. Although my smile is a little creepy.
If my parents will take pics and hold kids, I don't mind being the pack mule that holds everything else.
(Look at the odd way I've locked my fingers. Interestingly--or at least it's interesting to me--I do this same thing with my legs when I cross them. I will wrap my foot around my calf and twist my legs in knots.)
Caroline loved it!!
After the trains we had dinner at El Fenix. Yummmmmmy!!
Thanks for another fun trip to see the trains, KK and Papalu!
Stockings
Sarah's name means princess.
We really didn't want to overdo the whole "princess" thing (because--in my opinion--that can get pretty nauseating, pretty fast), but we did buy her a stocking from Horchow with a beautiful needlepoint picture of a princess on it.
Since her stocking has a picture of what her name means on the front, Sarah and Jack have decided that THAT is our system for all of the stockings.
They honestly believe that Sarah means "princess", Jack means "toys", Caroline means "angel", Julie means "Christmas tree", and Jason means "snowman".
Really?
We really didn't want to overdo the whole "princess" thing (because--in my opinion--that can get pretty nauseating, pretty fast), but we did buy her a stocking from Horchow with a beautiful needlepoint picture of a princess on it.
Since her stocking has a picture of what her name means on the front, Sarah and Jack have decided that THAT is our system for all of the stockings.
They honestly believe that Sarah means "princess", Jack means "toys", Caroline means "angel", Julie means "Christmas tree", and Jason means "snowman".
Really?
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
New profile page
I don't know what I think about the new Facebook profile pages. I know no one's asking me for my opinion. But...
I'm just not sure. It's so... different. And I'm a creature of habit. And with some people having the new look, and some people (like me) not having it, I can't quickly scan people's profiles like I used to.
I guess what I'm really saying is that the new format makes stalking and being nosy a little bit more time consuming. ;)
I'm just not sure. It's so... different. And I'm a creature of habit. And with some people having the new look, and some people (like me) not having it, I can't quickly scan people's profiles like I used to.
I guess what I'm really saying is that the new format makes stalking and being nosy a little bit more time consuming. ;)
Monday, December 6, 2010
Quick Race Recap
I woke up at 5:00 and headed to the train station by 5:30. I got down to Fair Park at 6:30 and then the waiting began.
Thankfully we were able to wait indoors until it was time to line up because it was C-O-L-D yesterday morning. Because I wasn't there with anyone I knew, I sat by myself and stretched and people watched.
This is where the intimidation starts for me. You can't really judge runners by their size. Some bigger guys and girls will surprise you. Running longer distances is about endurance and sometimes having some meat on your bones can give you enough extra fuel or something to push you on through.
But I analyzed what they were wearing VS what I had on. I watched what people snacked on. I like to run on an empty stomach but quickly started second-guessing myself when I saw other people eating. I thought they stretched better than me. You name it. I was intimidated.
Then we got in our corrals like the good sheep we are. :) And waited for the gun to go off. And then waited another 15 minutes to actually start running. (If you've done a run with a lot of people you know what I mean. ha!)
I felt good for the first 5 or so miles. Struggled a little with my pace in mile 6. Miles 8 and 9 were grueling. I was dizzy for some reason and had a horrible pain up under my rib cage. I've never felt pain like that before. I had to will myself to keep moving because I wanted to stop. And not stop and walk. I mean, stop and curl up in the fetal position---the pain in my abdomen was that bad. It wasn't a cramp in my side like I think a lot of us get when we exercise. This was different.
Anyway, getting through those miles was a feat. But I gave it all I had and finished.
2:03:14
Not the time I had hoped for. I was 3 minutes and 30 seconds slower than I was in 2007. But I felt better in '07 and the weather was perfect that year too. (Plus, let's face it, I was 3 years younger then.)
So I don't know what my next goal is. I was considering Cowtown in February but now can't imagine taking that on. I was hurting pretty badly yesterday. So we'll see. Maybe my goal will be to tone up my core and do more just "regular" workouts and leave this endurance stuff on the shelf for a little while.
And next year when White Rock rolls around, maybe I'll do the half again. Or maybe I'll do the relay. I really think the relay could be alot of fun. I could run pretty fast, I think, for 5 miles. Especially knowing that I had a team counting on me to put up a good time.
Who knows. :)
Thankfully we were able to wait indoors until it was time to line up because it was C-O-L-D yesterday morning. Because I wasn't there with anyone I knew, I sat by myself and stretched and people watched.
This is where the intimidation starts for me. You can't really judge runners by their size. Some bigger guys and girls will surprise you. Running longer distances is about endurance and sometimes having some meat on your bones can give you enough extra fuel or something to push you on through.
But I analyzed what they were wearing VS what I had on. I watched what people snacked on. I like to run on an empty stomach but quickly started second-guessing myself when I saw other people eating. I thought they stretched better than me. You name it. I was intimidated.
Then we got in our corrals like the good sheep we are. :) And waited for the gun to go off. And then waited another 15 minutes to actually start running. (If you've done a run with a lot of people you know what I mean. ha!)
I felt good for the first 5 or so miles. Struggled a little with my pace in mile 6. Miles 8 and 9 were grueling. I was dizzy for some reason and had a horrible pain up under my rib cage. I've never felt pain like that before. I had to will myself to keep moving because I wanted to stop. And not stop and walk. I mean, stop and curl up in the fetal position---the pain in my abdomen was that bad. It wasn't a cramp in my side like I think a lot of us get when we exercise. This was different.
Anyway, getting through those miles was a feat. But I gave it all I had and finished.
2:03:14
Not the time I had hoped for. I was 3 minutes and 30 seconds slower than I was in 2007. But I felt better in '07 and the weather was perfect that year too. (Plus, let's face it, I was 3 years younger then.)
So I don't know what my next goal is. I was considering Cowtown in February but now can't imagine taking that on. I was hurting pretty badly yesterday. So we'll see. Maybe my goal will be to tone up my core and do more just "regular" workouts and leave this endurance stuff on the shelf for a little while.
And next year when White Rock rolls around, maybe I'll do the half again. Or maybe I'll do the relay. I really think the relay could be alot of fun. I could run pretty fast, I think, for 5 miles. Especially knowing that I had a team counting on me to put up a good time.
Who knows. :)
Friday, December 3, 2010
Notes for the sitter part 2
Ok, I have to add one more schedule I just found (Clearly I need to delete some Word documents). This is from when Jason and I went out of town for a couple of nights on a work trip. I was about 5 months pregnant with Jack. Sarah was less than a year old, and we were headed to Florida.
Sarah was gonna stay with my mom and dad at their house. And, for some reason, they were willing to keep our dog for us too. WOW! I can't believe they did that.
Again, I'll spare you with how needlessly detailed my schedule was, and skip ahead to the "Hopefully Helpful Information" part. I left cell phone #s (Um, hi, they're my parents. They know our #s.) And instructions on how to wash clothes. (Seriously? Man. I don't know how they didn't smack me. They've raised kids. They know how to do it. LOL! I was a stereotypical first time mom ALL THE WAY.)
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Hopefully Helpful Information
Our plane lands on Sunday at 12:27 pm.
My cell phone 972-890-4688
Jason’s cell 972-989-4906
Food:
• She can have anything except eggs, nuts, and raw honey. She can have honey baked into things though, like honey nut cheerios.
• Food should be in small pieces.
Juice:
I water down juice bottles a lot.
Motrin:
If you feel that she needs Motrin for pain or irritability, she can have 1.25 mL every 6 hours.
Washing clothes:
• Use regular detergent. (We don’t use Dreft or anything.)
• Dry on low heat.
Diaper changes:
It is much easier first thing in the morning and after naps if you will give her a bottle or a snack first and then change her diaper. She doesn’t fuss nearly as much.
Whining for food:
She’s started whining for your food. She wants you to share everything you eat with her, even if she has food in front of her.
Loper:
• Gets breakfast and dinner. Reminder: You don’t want him to eat or drink inside your house. He’s messy.
• Will wander at night if it storms. So in case of rain, put him in the laundry room.
Ideas of things to do with Sarah
• Pet store to look at the animals
• Library
• Any place that has a playground where she can watch the kids.
• Park w/ baby swings. She loves to swing.
• She likes to watch Channel 120 (Noggin).
• Walmart or Target
Diaper Bag Checklist for Sunday Morning
• Diapers
• Wipes
• Juice Bottle
• Baggie of Cheerios
• Change of clothes just in case of accident
**Please tell the workers that she pulls up on things now.
You’ll have to sign in, grab a tag, and a beeper. There’s kind of a procedure when you drop her off.
Sarah was gonna stay with my mom and dad at their house. And, for some reason, they were willing to keep our dog for us too. WOW! I can't believe they did that.
Again, I'll spare you with how needlessly detailed my schedule was, and skip ahead to the "Hopefully Helpful Information" part. I left cell phone #s (Um, hi, they're my parents. They know our #s.) And instructions on how to wash clothes. (Seriously? Man. I don't know how they didn't smack me. They've raised kids. They know how to do it. LOL! I was a stereotypical first time mom ALL THE WAY.)
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Hopefully Helpful Information
Our plane lands on Sunday at 12:27 pm.
My cell phone 972-890-4688
Jason’s cell 972-989-4906
Food:
• She can have anything except eggs, nuts, and raw honey. She can have honey baked into things though, like honey nut cheerios.
• Food should be in small pieces.
Juice:
I water down juice bottles a lot.
Motrin:
If you feel that she needs Motrin for pain or irritability, she can have 1.25 mL every 6 hours.
Washing clothes:
• Use regular detergent. (We don’t use Dreft or anything.)
• Dry on low heat.
Diaper changes:
It is much easier first thing in the morning and after naps if you will give her a bottle or a snack first and then change her diaper. She doesn’t fuss nearly as much.
Whining for food:
She’s started whining for your food. She wants you to share everything you eat with her, even if she has food in front of her.
Loper:
• Gets breakfast and dinner. Reminder: You don’t want him to eat or drink inside your house. He’s messy.
• Will wander at night if it storms. So in case of rain, put him in the laundry room.
Ideas of things to do with Sarah
• Pet store to look at the animals
• Library
• Any place that has a playground where she can watch the kids.
• Park w/ baby swings. She loves to swing.
• She likes to watch Channel 120 (Noggin).
• Walmart or Target
Diaper Bag Checklist for Sunday Morning
• Diapers
• Wipes
• Juice Bottle
• Baggie of Cheerios
• Change of clothes just in case of accident
**Please tell the workers that she pulls up on things now.
You’ll have to sign in, grab a tag, and a beeper. There’s kind of a procedure when you drop her off.
Notes for the sitter
I found these notes that I left for some babysitter (most likely my parents or Jason's parents) in April of 2007. Sarah was 20 months. Jack was 6 months.
These make me laugh because this is how I left sub plans when I taught school... Very detailed. More info than anyone needs.
And I was only going out to dinner. All the sitter had to do was watch them and put them to bed.
It also makes me laugh because apparently my kids were sick alot. Lots of instructions about meds. And that was one of the words Sarah could say.
I share this because I know I'm not the only neurotic mom out there. :)
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Sarah's Words
Some words sound like the real word. She's pretty good at saying:
Nuggets
Nogurt = Yogurt
Oatmeal (she's usually pretending to eat oatmeal when she's playing with her tea set)
Side = Outside
Passy = Pacifier
Messin = Medicine
I cha = High Chair
Some are harder to figure out.
Go Go Go = She wants to watch the TV show "Go Diego Go". She'll want you to change the channel. Tell her no.
Dora = "Dora the Explorer" She'll want you to change the channel. Tell her no.
Show = That could be any TV show that she wants to watch. Bottom line: She wants you to change the channel. Tell her no.
"Blue's Clues" is the movie going on in the playroom. If she wants to watch anything other than what you're watching, she can go into the playroom. She says "Bu Cu" for "Blue's Clues".
Mo Mo = Motrin (She may ask for it, but she doesn't need it.)
Other notes:
Bedtime is between 8 and 8:30. She needs Ga Ga and a pacifier and that's it.
If she cries out and you feel you need to pick her up, rock her in her room and she'll cuddle with you and fall asleep pretty quickly.
Jack
He's on soy formula.
1 scoop of formula per 2 ounces of warm water.
Bottles are in the cabinet to the right of the stove.
He's had his medicine for the night. But there is some Tylenol on the mantle that you can give him if he needs it. He gets 1 dropper.
Sarah and he wear the same size diaper now. So you're not wrong when you're using the same kind of diaper on both of them.
If he has a dirty diaper, it'll be pinkish. That's because of his antibiotic.
He sleeps on his changing mat in his crib. Around 9 or 9:30 or whenever you can tell he's tired, feel free to put him down and let him cry it out.
These make me laugh because this is how I left sub plans when I taught school... Very detailed. More info than anyone needs.
And I was only going out to dinner. All the sitter had to do was watch them and put them to bed.
It also makes me laugh because apparently my kids were sick alot. Lots of instructions about meds. And that was one of the words Sarah could say.
I share this because I know I'm not the only neurotic mom out there. :)
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Sarah's Words
Some words sound like the real word. She's pretty good at saying:
Nuggets
Nogurt = Yogurt
Oatmeal (she's usually pretending to eat oatmeal when she's playing with her tea set)
Side = Outside
Passy = Pacifier
Messin = Medicine
I cha = High Chair
Some are harder to figure out.
Go Go Go = She wants to watch the TV show "Go Diego Go". She'll want you to change the channel. Tell her no.
Dora = "Dora the Explorer" She'll want you to change the channel. Tell her no.
Show = That could be any TV show that she wants to watch. Bottom line: She wants you to change the channel. Tell her no.
"Blue's Clues" is the movie going on in the playroom. If she wants to watch anything other than what you're watching, she can go into the playroom. She says "Bu Cu" for "Blue's Clues".
Mo Mo = Motrin (She may ask for it, but she doesn't need it.)
Other notes:
Bedtime is between 8 and 8:30. She needs Ga Ga and a pacifier and that's it.
If she cries out and you feel you need to pick her up, rock her in her room and she'll cuddle with you and fall asleep pretty quickly.
Jack
He's on soy formula.
1 scoop of formula per 2 ounces of warm water.
Bottles are in the cabinet to the right of the stove.
He's had his medicine for the night. But there is some Tylenol on the mantle that you can give him if he needs it. He gets 1 dropper.
Sarah and he wear the same size diaper now. So you're not wrong when you're using the same kind of diaper on both of them.
If he has a dirty diaper, it'll be pinkish. That's because of his antibiotic.
He sleeps on his changing mat in his crib. Around 9 or 9:30 or whenever you can tell he's tired, feel free to put him down and let him cry it out.
White Rock Half on Sunday
So the time has come. The race is on Sunday.
I wasn't too obnoxious and full of running posts, was I? I tried not to be. But let me make up for that now by writing a boring running post.
First of all, I'm gonna lay it out there... I'm nervous. I had a great run in 2007 and in my head I want to do just as well, if not better. And anytime you're trying to recreate an experience that passed a loooong time ago, you're setting yourself up for disappointment. Sometimes you have that magical time once and you can't recapture it. And I'm scared that's what's gonna happen Sunday, and if it does, "frustrated" won't even begin to describe my feelings.
Adding to the nerves is that my 12 mile run on Saturday was disastrous. I walked a lot of it. Walked. *sigh* I told myself that it was because I was coming off of Thanksgiving and hadn't eaten properly. That may be partly true, but whatever the reason, it was disheartening.
I'm also cramping big time. TMI, I know. But PMS has hit at the WORST possible time. It's hard to run when I feel like this. And it's supposed to be really cold on Sunday, I think. Cold I can handle. I just hope it's not windy. But there's no sense in worrying about that now.
There are 10,000 people signed up to do the half marathon alone. (More have signed up to do the relay and the full marathon.) I get energized, excited, and intimidated by other runners. My pace goes out the window and I start to push myself according to those around me. Which might work out well. Or not.
I'm riding the Dart Rail down to the race on Sunday. Jason's going to take the kids to church. And then I'll call Jason when I get back to my car and he'll grab the kids from Sunday School and we'll all meet for breakfast. Even though it'd be fun for him to be there, it's just a hassle with 3 kids. There's not a good way to do it.
But I'm good with the way we've worked it out. As long as he's excited and proud of me and hugs me whenever he does finally see me. :)
I wasn't too obnoxious and full of running posts, was I? I tried not to be. But let me make up for that now by writing a boring running post.
First of all, I'm gonna lay it out there... I'm nervous. I had a great run in 2007 and in my head I want to do just as well, if not better. And anytime you're trying to recreate an experience that passed a loooong time ago, you're setting yourself up for disappointment. Sometimes you have that magical time once and you can't recapture it. And I'm scared that's what's gonna happen Sunday, and if it does, "frustrated" won't even begin to describe my feelings.
Adding to the nerves is that my 12 mile run on Saturday was disastrous. I walked a lot of it. Walked. *sigh* I told myself that it was because I was coming off of Thanksgiving and hadn't eaten properly. That may be partly true, but whatever the reason, it was disheartening.
I'm also cramping big time. TMI, I know. But PMS has hit at the WORST possible time. It's hard to run when I feel like this. And it's supposed to be really cold on Sunday, I think. Cold I can handle. I just hope it's not windy. But there's no sense in worrying about that now.
There are 10,000 people signed up to do the half marathon alone. (More have signed up to do the relay and the full marathon.) I get energized, excited, and intimidated by other runners. My pace goes out the window and I start to push myself according to those around me. Which might work out well. Or not.
I'm riding the Dart Rail down to the race on Sunday. Jason's going to take the kids to church. And then I'll call Jason when I get back to my car and he'll grab the kids from Sunday School and we'll all meet for breakfast. Even though it'd be fun for him to be there, it's just a hassle with 3 kids. There's not a good way to do it.
But I'm good with the way we've worked it out. As long as he's excited and proud of me and hugs me whenever he does finally see me. :)
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Time to be random...
Jack told me today as I was peeling off his PJs, underwear, and Pull Up that he still requires at night...grrrr!... that when he tee tees in his underwear and soaks to his pants, it makes everything sticky and hard to get off.
Hey, here's an idea: STOP PEEING IN YOUR PANTS! You're four!!
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He heard a dog bark this morning and very outta nowhere said to me, "I don't know what that dog said. I don't speak 'dog'."
Ok.
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We went to Bass Pro in Grapevine. Had the store to ourselves. So Jack had free reign of all the motorized trains and cars and remote control trucks. We looked at the fish. It was really fun. I felt like I was a "fun mom" this morning.
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I slept for close to 2 hours while Caroline napped this afternoon. Being a fun mom is exhausting. I think tomorrow I'll be back to my normal apathetic self.
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I just got rid of so much junk. It feels great. And I mean, junk. Every cabinet and drawer in my kitchen had turned into a junk drawer it seems. I'm so sick of opening a drawer to grab something and not being able to find it. Sometimes the kids have moved it. Sometimes I've lost it. But most of the time, the dang drawer is too cluttered.
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I also got rid of some shoes and clothes that no longer fit Sarah. I can't keep hanging on to this stuff for Caroline. My favorites? I'll keep. But every pair of shoes that still has some life in 'em does not need to stick around. I've been hanging on to size 9 tennis shoes. C is a size 4. I'm not hanging on to Walmart tennis shoes for the next 4 years. I'm going to trust that, in 4 years when Caroline wears a size 9, the Lord will provide the $5 I'll need to go to Kid to Kid to get some shoes. Enough already.
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I watched "Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer" (the claymation movie from the 1960s) last night. I had completely forgotten that Santa's kind of a jerk in that movie. He makes fun of Rudolph. He tells the elves that their song is bad. And then I don't like that Rudolph is supposed to be Donner's son. What? And then Donner's mean to him. Of course it all works out. But I also don't like that he has to be useful to them for them to be nice to him.
It's not real. I know. Just sayin'.
Also, the kids lost interest every time they sang a song other than "Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer".
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Ok, I'm off to make dinner. Dinner is what I do from about 4:50 to 6:30 every night. Everyone eats in shifts. It sucks.
Hey, here's an idea: STOP PEEING IN YOUR PANTS! You're four!!
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He heard a dog bark this morning and very outta nowhere said to me, "I don't know what that dog said. I don't speak 'dog'."
Ok.
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We went to Bass Pro in Grapevine. Had the store to ourselves. So Jack had free reign of all the motorized trains and cars and remote control trucks. We looked at the fish. It was really fun. I felt like I was a "fun mom" this morning.
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I slept for close to 2 hours while Caroline napped this afternoon. Being a fun mom is exhausting. I think tomorrow I'll be back to my normal apathetic self.
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I just got rid of so much junk. It feels great. And I mean, junk. Every cabinet and drawer in my kitchen had turned into a junk drawer it seems. I'm so sick of opening a drawer to grab something and not being able to find it. Sometimes the kids have moved it. Sometimes I've lost it. But most of the time, the dang drawer is too cluttered.
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I also got rid of some shoes and clothes that no longer fit Sarah. I can't keep hanging on to this stuff for Caroline. My favorites? I'll keep. But every pair of shoes that still has some life in 'em does not need to stick around. I've been hanging on to size 9 tennis shoes. C is a size 4. I'm not hanging on to Walmart tennis shoes for the next 4 years. I'm going to trust that, in 4 years when Caroline wears a size 9, the Lord will provide the $5 I'll need to go to Kid to Kid to get some shoes. Enough already.
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I watched "Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer" (the claymation movie from the 1960s) last night. I had completely forgotten that Santa's kind of a jerk in that movie. He makes fun of Rudolph. He tells the elves that their song is bad. And then I don't like that Rudolph is supposed to be Donner's son. What? And then Donner's mean to him. Of course it all works out. But I also don't like that he has to be useful to them for them to be nice to him.
It's not real. I know. Just sayin'.
Also, the kids lost interest every time they sang a song other than "Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer".
....
Ok, I'm off to make dinner. Dinner is what I do from about 4:50 to 6:30 every night. Everyone eats in shifts. It sucks.
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