Tuesday, September 29, 2009

20 things about me

  • I love being a mom
  • I love to drink icy cold water all the time (unless I'm drinking cocktails)
  • Some days I really need some "alone/me" time but I usually don't get too much of it
  • When I was a little girl I tripped on a log and gouged a huge hole into my leg. I was too scared to tell anyone that I got hurt so I still have a huge scar
  • I wish I could wear nice clothes but my closet doesn't even have them in it
  • I hate my figure
  • I wish I could get pregnant
  • I really like to read cooking magazines
  • I love cake frosting - the frosting that you use to make letters and roses - that really chemically frosting, you know, red and blue
  • I am a huge fan of Howard Stern but I don't tell a lot of people because they think less of me - he really is a smart man!
  • I like to watch cooking shows too
  • I abhor roaches and freak out when I see them
  • My favorite thing to do is to take a sunset cruise on a boat - little boat, big boat, doesn't matter
  • I wish I wasn't such a pushover
  • I wish I had the balls to tell some people off
  • I like to be organized
  • I frequently can't sleep at night no matter how many pills/drinks I have
  • I still check on my 2-year old to make sure he is breathing when he is sleeping
  • I am really self-conscious
  • I wish I lived somewhere else

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

A tisket, a tasket, a Tonka in a basket...

Today we went out for a playdate. It was nice.

It was nice to get out of the house.

It was nice to visit with friends.

It was nice to hold a little newborn and listen to her coo.

It was nice to drive home with a sleeping 2-year old to then put him in his bed and he is still sleeping! This is one of the first naps he has taken in weeks. Well, I guess because he was up at 6:45 this morning, he is a little tired.


On another note - we are currently knee deep in a tick-infestation.

This is the first time I have ever had to deal with this sort of thing, and it so happens that the dogs caught the ticks from a friends house who was watching the dogs for us weeks ago when we went on our road trip.

She has been super sweet and nice about the whole thing and has even offered to pay for a treatment or two (come to find out that you need to have at least 3 treatments which are NOT cheap) and has even sent over Frontline applications for the dogs. She has been really, really wonderful about it, but it is hard for me to ask her to pay for the treatments. It is just awkward. I mean, it isn't really her fault that my dogs caught the ticks, but then again, I guess she should've told me before we asked them to dogsit that they had a "little" problem.

I dunno what to do. We are vascillating on whether to treat the problem ourselves with a hotel stay and the powder that you put down, or to take her up on treatment. I just feel like crap asking her for money, but its not like we have a ton of money right now to spend on killing ticks They are so creepy though. I hate picking them off the dogs and finding them in the carpet. I actually found on on Brannan's head! Ewwww! But, that was weeks ago.

Although, it would be kinda fun to go stay in a hotel room for a night and use the waterpark! Hmmm, maybe I'll push for that tonight.

Well, guess who just woke up from his nap. Gotta go.

Monday, September 14, 2009


Well Brannan, you have officially entered the terrible twos!

Be still my heart...

Nah, it isn't that bad. You are actually a really good kid. You are easy to steer down the right aisle in the grocery store and you don't play with dirt unless I allow you to. The only thing that is hard for me to control is your terrific love of tormenting our poor dogs. These dogs, they are going to be saints when they go off to doggie heaven. They really do put up with a lot. I try to control it as much as possible, but man, when he gets a running leap at them, it is just kinda hard to control.

Anyway, we had a little birthday party for you yesterday. Your Auntie Chris flew in all the way from Charlotte to be here for you. She is so awesome! She spoils you and loves to play with you even if she has to sit on the cold tile floors to do so. She is really a great Auntie. Also, we had Grandma and Pappy, and a few more friends and their new babies. It was more of a show-off time for the new babies though since they are both only weeks old. That's ok though, it is understandable that you want to show off your little munchkins.

There wasn't any drama - not that there should be at a 2-year-old's birthday party, but yanno. We did set up a playdate for you tomorrow so that will be fun!

Anyway, it was a good day for you. I can only hope that the next 50 birthdays will be as easy-breezy-fun and full of smiles. I hope to be around for all of them little baby - oh I mean "Big Boy!"

(as my heart breaks just a little that you are getting so big!)

Thursday, September 10, 2009

No more naps

So, I guess the time has come my little darling.

You aren't giving me 3 hours to myself during the day anymore.

Everyone said to enjoy the long nap times while they were still here. I did - believe me I did. I put stuff up on eBay, I worked on his baby book, I cleaned the house, I cleaned my closet, I gathered enough stuff for a garage sale. I did a lot of stuff. I even went swimming by myself and enjoyed the few moments alone.

But now, now they are gone.

You sleep in the car when you are totally exhausted, but then the trip is usually less than 15 minutes. I carry you oh-so-gently into the house, trying not to make a sound, lay you in your cool, dark room, and shut the door without a noise to be heard. But then, not 5 minutes later, I hear you click on your little bee lamp and start rustling around with your books and your toys.

The napping days are over.

And - your SECOND BIRTHDAY is coming up in less than 3 days!

I can't believe that it has already been 2 years since you have been born. It has been a great, fun ride little man. Happy birthday to you! We will be celebrating with family and friends on Sunday. Just something little. Just a little get-together to watch you smash some cake.

I love you!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Rain bag

It was Tuesday, September 1st. I was waiting for "the news."

My friends were having a baby. Mom went into labor the night before and I was just waiting for the news.

So, I went out to get the newspaper that morning and the rain bag that was covering the newspaper that morning was PINK!

See, we didn't know the the sex of the baby up until then and I was convinced it was a boy. But, lo and behold, the rain bag just HAD to be telling me something!

I brought in the newspaper, put the rain bag in the little vase where we keep them and waited some more.

Finally, 9:00 came around and I got the call. It was a GIRL! The rain bag was right.

Maybe it is just the little things that we notice that really tell us what is going on in the universe.