Regular Coffee
Iced Tea
Coke
12-Pack of Corona
Bottle of Wine
Chocolate Bars
Chocolate Ice Cream
Chocolate Milk
Okay, just kidding. But I could.
Why? Because the Human Dairy Bar is officially "Closed for Season."
Tomorrow I'll be sad about it. But today? Today I'm having a Coke.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
In Honor of "Mamamama's" Day
There was sleeping in, brunching, pedicuring, TV watching, card-reading, flowering, picture viewing, and cuddling. Thanks to my boys for a wonderful 1st mother's day!
Oh, and, to my Mom...I missed you today. HUGS.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
SCOOT!
He scoots...backward, but nonetheless.
(I shot this footage a few weeks ago, but just found this post!)
(I shot this footage a few weeks ago, but just found this post!)
Friday, May 8, 2009
Home Tour
My Aunties ask all the time about seeing pics of my home. Well, this is the nicest it will ever look, so here are the photos the realtor's photog took a few days ago. Enjoy!
Enter on the main level to the den and full bathroom.
Proceed upstairs, look left into the kitchen. The balcony is through the sliding door, off the kitchen.
Look right from the top of the stairs, and find the dining/living room combo
Closer look at the living room
Go up another flight of stairs, turn left into the nursery.
From the stairs, turn right into the shared master bathroom
And into the master bedroom (I just love that I can see my PJs hanging on the back of the door!)
Enter on the main level to the den and full bathroom.
Proceed upstairs, look left into the kitchen. The balcony is through the sliding door, off the kitchen.
Look right from the top of the stairs, and find the dining/living room combo
Closer look at the living room
Go up another flight of stairs, turn left into the nursery.
From the stairs, turn right into the shared master bathroom
And into the master bedroom (I just love that I can see my PJs hanging on the back of the door!)
Thursday, May 7, 2009
OUCH.
"We are not going to music class today, because mommy hurt herself. Badly."
(And if you're paying attention, you know that music is my (our) very favorite activity of the WHOLE WEEK, so it must be bad.)
The female Richard Simmons (edited to say: is that redundant?) kicked my stepping butt into oblivion yesterday at the YMCA, and in the process I managed to pull the muscle that runs down the right side of my neck, through the shoulder, and--the best part--into my arm, rendering the right side of my body utterly useless today. Oh, and I can't carry my child on that side, or lift him with two arms, and it hurts to sit on the floor and play. Great.
So we're staying home.
WAAAAAAA!!!!
(And if you're paying attention, you know that music is my (our) very favorite activity of the WHOLE WEEK, so it must be bad.)
The female Richard Simmons (edited to say: is that redundant?) kicked my stepping butt into oblivion yesterday at the YMCA, and in the process I managed to pull the muscle that runs down the right side of my neck, through the shoulder, and--the best part--into my arm, rendering the right side of my body utterly useless today. Oh, and I can't carry my child on that side, or lift him with two arms, and it hurts to sit on the floor and play. Great.
So we're staying home.
WAAAAAAA!!!!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Top Ten
Top Ten Reasons I'm Ready to Move to the 'Burbs:
10. The ginormous inflatable Santa Claus/Turkey/Easter Bunny/Spiders that inhabit our neighbors' yards have lost their charm.
9. At the park, a high-heeled, chain-smoking lady growled, "That DOG needs some WATER," when we walked by her. I bet that doesn't happen in the burbs.
8. I'd like to go to a restaurant in my neighborhood that doesn't have the menu printed on a giant billboard outside.
7. 4th of July firecrackers start on July 1st, continue until all hours of the night, and finally end around August 30 (I'm exaggerating a little).
6. The constant police presence near the high school (which is a quarter of a mile away) is not exactly comforting.
5. Our across-from-the-townhomes neighbors sit on their porches in the middle of the work day, smoking "funny looking cigarettes" and drinking Miller Lite.
4. I'm SO SICK AND TIRED of people's off-leash dogs in the park, when the signs clearly state that all dogs need to be on leashes. Now, I bet this still happens in the burbs, but I bet there are more cocker spaniels off-leash than pitt-bull mixes.
3. The only evidence of gentrification in our neighborhood is the appearance of "Mustard and Onions," the hotdog stand a few blocks away.
2. I am not now, nor will I ever be, interested in eating food from the pork rind vendor. And she hogs the sidewalk.
And the Number One reason I'm ready to move to the burbs....
1. I'm trying to avoid telling the Thai food delivery guy that he cannot, in fact, drive on the sidewalk to deliver food to our door.
EDIT: I removed the link to our listing because I realized that our actual address is posted. Too bad, because there are some really nice photos of my house, if you've never been here. Oh, well. In any case, we're finally on the market, again. I'll try to post the individual pics later, in a separate post (not that you care, but just in case you do).
10. The ginormous inflatable Santa Claus/Turkey/Easter Bunny/Spiders that inhabit our neighbors' yards have lost their charm.
9. At the park, a high-heeled, chain-smoking lady growled, "That DOG needs some WATER," when we walked by her. I bet that doesn't happen in the burbs.
8. I'd like to go to a restaurant in my neighborhood that doesn't have the menu printed on a giant billboard outside.
7. 4th of July firecrackers start on July 1st, continue until all hours of the night, and finally end around August 30 (I'm exaggerating a little).
6. The constant police presence near the high school (which is a quarter of a mile away) is not exactly comforting.
5. Our across-from-the-townhomes neighbors sit on their porches in the middle of the work day, smoking "funny looking cigarettes" and drinking Miller Lite.
4. I'm SO SICK AND TIRED of people's off-leash dogs in the park, when the signs clearly state that all dogs need to be on leashes. Now, I bet this still happens in the burbs, but I bet there are more cocker spaniels off-leash than pitt-bull mixes.
3. The only evidence of gentrification in our neighborhood is the appearance of "Mustard and Onions," the hotdog stand a few blocks away.
2. I am not now, nor will I ever be, interested in eating food from the pork rind vendor. And she hogs the sidewalk.
And the Number One reason I'm ready to move to the burbs....
1. I'm trying to avoid telling the Thai food delivery guy that he cannot, in fact, drive on the sidewalk to deliver food to our door.
EDIT: I removed the link to our listing because I realized that our actual address is posted. Too bad, because there are some really nice photos of my house, if you've never been here. Oh, well. In any case, we're finally on the market, again. I'll try to post the individual pics later, in a separate post (not that you care, but just in case you do).
Monday, May 4, 2009
8 Months
Dear Munchkin,
Well, kid, you're officially growing out of that nickname, to be sure. In fact, you're closer to being a boy than a baby, and it's great fun to witness that incredible transformation.
- You are a great sitter, now. You can reach all the way forward to retrieve toys, and only occasionally lose your center and fall with a kerplunk onto the floor (ouch).
- It's fun to watch you actually play with your toys now, rather than just try to eat them or stare at them. Of course, you still don't play with most of them in the way it's intended (ie: tossing around the block box, rather than the blocks), but who cares?
- You have discovered my toes (and my hair, necklace, and watch). And boy, when you get focused on something--look out!
- A (sad) mark of your "big boyness" is that you rarely permit me to rock you, baby style. You will only sit in my lap, and protest being on your back in my arms.
- You are such a joy to watch in music class. You are intently focused on Miss Mary THE. ENTIRE. TIME. You watch her every move and giggle when she comes close to you.
- You eat green vegetables (for now).
- You are amusingly adverse to certain textures right now, including Oliver's "babies." He does try to bring them to you so you'll throw them, and the look on your face plainly says, "Please don't make me touch that thing." Welcome to a lifetime of THAT!
- You have a strange fear of the sound of running or falling water right now--except in the bathtub; go figure. You panicked at the sound of the surprise ocean wave when we were at the zoo, and a few minutes later weren't impressed with the waterfall noises in the gorilla exhibit either. The river exhibit at the Nature Museum wasn't a hit, nor was the fountain at the restaurant on Sunday afternoon. Hmmm....
- You have taken to sucking your big toe like a pacifier, but only on the changing table. (My theory is that you can only get your feet to your mouth when you're not wearing pants.)
- You are slowly (slooooowwwwlllllyyyyy) becoming more independent during play time. Today I was able to cook in the kitchen for 15 whole minutes while you Jumperoo-ed. This is progress from last month!
- And lastly, you are down to one or two nursing sessions per day. It's bottles all the way, baby! Now, how to keep them from coming back up....
I love you, not-so-little peanut!
Mom
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