Jun 1, 2016 | Currently, Uncategorized, What's going on |
Excited about: Michelle and Gracie coming for a visit TODAY. I am so excited. I should be sweeping the floor for the third time today (thank you for the continual crumbs, AB) but I’m cranking this out instead. I don’t think she’ll mind. After all, we have matching shirts so we’re solidly in the best friends category.
Watching: Outdaughtered on TLC. The family has quintuplet (FIVE) baby girls. I love shows with lots of kids. I get to learn new parenting tricks while not having to care for all the children.
The Bachelorette. I dragged Michelle into the Bachelor franchise with me and it’s simultaneously something I’m proud and ashamed to admit. Should I have recommended a new Bible study instead? Probably. Are we planning a bachelorette viewing party while she’s here? Yes.
Hail, Caesar is on right now but Christopher is enjoying it much more than I am. Overall I’d give it a low rating but Channing Tatum just appeared so things are starting to look up. ETA it never got better. I was so annoyed with it that I had to watch another show to get in a better mood.
Googling: “What do people make for supper?” I’m desperate for new meal ideas.
Reading: Escape by Carolyn Jessop. I have been sucked in since the first page. The woman who wrote it was the fourth wife in a polygamous marriage. She eventually escaped her abusive husband with her eight children. I haven’t put it down.
Breaking: The decorative bird top off my glass jar in the bathroom. I blame the flies. It’s fly season again which means my yearly war against them has begun. I tried to kill the fly with a towel and broke the jar instead. I will not let the flies win!
Eating: Strawberry shortcake and homemade whipped cream.
Annoyed with: people who say Mary nursed Jesus. It’s not the actual nursing part I find annoying. It’s the fact that they use paintings of Mary nursing as proof. Did Mary really have the time or money to have her portrait painted? I don’t think so. Wasn’t she too busy hand washing her clothes in the sea or trying to explain to her other kids that Jesus never got in trouble because he was literally a perfect child? “Sorry, James. You’re just not as good as your big brother so don’t bother trying.” Sorry for the tangent. You can paint anyone doing anything. I could paint George Washington crossing the street wearing a grass skirt but that doesn’t mean he did it. Like I said, IT ANNOYS ME.
Baking: Blueberry muffins. The grocery store had buy two, get three free packs of blueberries this week and I scooped them up like they were going out of style. I want to make anything and everything with blueberries.
Counting down the minutes until: Michelle arrives!!
Apr 8, 2016 | Uncategorized, What's going on |
Christopher has been gone for work all week so AB and I have been flying solo.
The last time Christopher was gone Sesame was quite a bit younger (which is generally how time works) so it was the first time she’s really known he’s gone. She asks about him some and wants to read her Daddy photo book but other than that she’s not too torn up about him not being here. She thinks he’s still at the airport since that’s the last place she saw him. If I leave her the world crumbles down around her.
Thankfully the week has sailed by smoothly. Usually things go wrong when I’m in charge of the house but the worst that has happened so far is the refrigerator leaked. Half a roll of paper towels and three bath towels later I had things under control. Speaking of under control, on Tuesday every single piece of laundry in my house was clean. ALL OF IT. The Lord as done great things in our midst.
I’m not a fan of cosleeping, but last night we had a little cuddle session. She’s such a love bug when she’s not asking if I have a belly button.
I love when Annabelle and I wear matching clothes but we have exactly one matching outfit. I found a Captain America shirt in her size on a rare trip to Target and snatched it up. I’ve sat through all 527 Avengers/Iron Man/etc etc etc movies but I’m not much of a super hero person. The only exception is Cpt. America. I do enjoy him.
(If Channing Tatum was a super hero I’d wear his shirt.)
(Just saying.)
Mar 22, 2016 | Uncategorized, What's going on |
Hello! How was your weekend? Mine was less than stellar.
I spent most of Friday feeling like I was about to get sick at any second. I couldn’t watch a particular video on Youtube because looking at the food made me feel sick. The new (healthy! organic! practically edible!) cleaner I bought made me gag. I told a friend I’d watch her two kids that night so I kept telling myself to just hold it together until they left. No such luck. I was hugging the toilet seat less than two minutes after the kids arrived. It didn’t help that their mom brought reindeer hot dogs for their supper. Annabelle would be shocked to know her friends were eating Sven the reindeer from her beloved Frozen. I sent Christopher an SOS about the situation. As soon as he came home I dragged myself up the stairs and fell into the guest bed. I got SLAMMED with the stomach bug. Just the day before I had the TINIEST, SMALLEST bit of baby fever from a baby at Mops. That baby fever is GONE. Gone like a freight train. Gone like a home run. Gone, gone, gone. I forgot how extremely terrible nausea is. I don’t know how I survived nine months of it.
I perked up some on Saturday. I still felt funky but I was no longer running to the bathroom every couple of minutes. We took Annabelle to the playground after her nap and on the way back she started saying her mouth hurt. Ten minutes later when she was sitting on my lap she threw up in my hands. Gross City, USA. She perked up immediately after but I felt like I couldn’t wash my hands enough times.
The quiet restaurant/bar two houses down from us held their St. Patrick’s Day party on Saturday night. Of course they did because it was a night I desperately needed quiet. Normally I’m a go with the flow person but that party was NOT on my list of approved neighborhood activities. People who attend bar parties seldom operate on a 2pm-5pm schedule. I made several speeches about how I was going to walk down there and shut down the whole operation if the loud music kept Annabelle awake. I loathe public speaking but I wouldn’t have a problem grabbing the microphone from the lead singer of the Dave Matthew’s cover band and telling everyone to go home. Christopher said I wouldn’t do it. I said I would. In the end I called and asked how long the party was going to last. I said I had babies trying to sleep. Technically I only have one baby but I have a fish too so I don’t think it was really a lie.
And what was Christopher doing all weekend? Constantly checking the poll results on my last post. It’s tied 8-8. Frankly I’m shocked. WHO are all the people supporting his view that Chaos (accidentally misspelled as Choas on the poll), Mayhem and Havoc are good middle names? Please come out of the woodwork. I’m dying to talk to you.
Mar 15, 2016 | Uncategorized, What's going on |
Friday found us hosting yet another play date. I enjoy play dates but I have a limit to how many I can handle within five days. Last week we had MOPS, a play date, a doctor’s appointment, the landlord over to fix something, and another friend invite herself over all within 24 hours. I almost passed out from all the socialization. It’s tough being an introvert who likes people. The line between “this is fun!” and being curled up in a ball in the corner is VERY THIN.
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#truestory
#introvertproblems |
I woke up Saturday morning to a text from my friend saying we could bring Annabelle over her house whenever we wanted. We’ve started trading babysitting with them so we can each go on dates but I had no recollection of planning anything for this Saturday. Not people to turn down a free date we made plans to drop AB off after her nap. Sesame must have heard our plans for the evening because she spent all day moaning about her belly hurting and not feeling well. By lunchtime she had a fever. That’s how we ended up not spending the evening at a restaurant, but at home with me asking Christopher if he’s ever noticed that Matt Damon has very expressive eyebrows. He had not. I’m glad I pointed it out.
The only thing I remember about Sunday is I forgot about daylight savings and we didn’t make it to church. Daylight savings on Sunday and no Downton Abbey tonight is almost too much to bear.
Today started off a little later than usual. Sesame usually wakes up around 7:15 but today she slept until almost 9:00. It was a sure sign she still wasn’t feeling well. Two hours later she threw up all over. Happy Monday to me! She’s been funky for a week so we went to the doctor this afternoon. After all the visits this year I’m sure they’re preparing the Hypochondriac Mother of the Year Award for me. The doctor said to bring her back on Wednesday if she’s still having symptoms. Looks like I’ll either be spending Wednesday at the doctor’s office or participating in this weeks play date.
Mar 9, 2016 | Sesame, Uncategorized, What's going on |
I am in deep, deep, deep, deep mourning. Downton Abbey is over. My life is not worth living anymore. I have nothing to look forward to during the long winter nights. I’ve been with Downton Abbey longer than I’ve been married and it’s rude of them to decide our relationship isn’t worth continuing.
I ran two laps around the track today. Clearly the finale of Downton Abbey is messing with my head. The farthest I’ve run in the last six months is from the front door to the car when it’s raining. Just for perspective, two laps didn’t mean I ran half a mile. It takes 11 laps to make a mile on that track. I’m patting myself on the back for running 2/11 of a mile without dying.
Annabelle’s birthday is this month. I feel like she was born last week but at the same time like she’s been here for five years. I designed her party invitations and uploaded them to the Kinko’s website to be printed. They asked if I wanted them printed on paper approved by the Forest Stewardship Council. The only stewardship I’m interested in is trying not to spend all the party money on decorations. Annabelle talks about it almost every day. “I have a Pooh Bear party! My fwends come to my party. And Rachel come. And Amos come. It be so fun!” I wanted to be ahead of the game and bought fabric to make her party outfit when we still lived in Tennessee. We moved seven months ago and the fabric is still sitting on the shelf and I’ve made absolutely no progress on it. She still fits into the onesie from her first birthday party so at this rate we’ll be recycling that outfit.
Speaking of being fully prepared for things, here’s AB’s birthday gift in all it’s glory:
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Look at all those baskets and general junk we haven’t touched since we moved.
Correction. We have touched them, but just enough to move them from one side of the garage to another. |
Isn’t it beautiful? All I have to do is remove it from the garage where it’s sat since January, wash it down, sand it, decide on a color scheme, paint it, seal it, and make a curtain. All before the end of the month. No time crunch at all.
Look who discovered bubbles! Best day ever!
They bring her as much joy as eating the frog facecloth brought her last March.
Mar 1, 2016 | Uncategorized, What's going on |
I’m sure this comes as a surprise to exactly no one, but I enjoy a good party/any chance to celebrate an occasion. That’s why I got out my Leap Year Day decor.
On Saturday we dropped Sesame off with friends and went on a date. We went to the art museum because we’re very cultured. Also because we have a pass so we got in for free. Christopher is a good art museum person. He really appreciates it. I don’t think I’m really the target audience. It never occurs to me to make a trip to the art museum for the special Monet exhibit. I have four Monet waterlily paintings in my house that I see every single day. Instead of intently reading the signs by the artwork I glance over it then talk about why I think the person who wrote the description is wrong. I’m always more impressed with the way the vinyl words on the wall describing the exhibit are placed so perfectly straight. I tried to hang a vinyl sign that said “Bless this house” in our first apartment and it took forty minutes and seven tries to get it straight.
You know what I have? A crumpled paper bag I can add to the paper bag exhibit. I rolled my eyes so far I saw the back on my head.
Sunday morning we went to church and decided that it’s probably time we check out a different church. AB decided she didn’t want to nap for the second day in a row so we walked around the mall for a while. Stylin Sesame made a celebrity appearance.
“I wub you, kitty! You so ca-UTE!”
I did Zumba at the Y this morning. I hadn’t taken a class there before and I thought maybe I misread the schedule and was in the seniors class. There were 25 elderly ladies…and me. When I walked in, two ladies were walking out talking about their sciatica pain. Twenty minutes later my hips and knees hurt so bad. All the old ladies were dancing like pros and I felt like I was barely hobbling around. I’ve done zumba for five years and the one day my body isn’t into it is the day I’m 40 years younger than everyone else.
For the record, I blame my old shoes for my aches and pains. It had nothing to do with taking a seven month vacation from zumba.
