Fed. up.

 

The shit has hit the fan.  I am so OVER this bullshit, this “imaginary” war on women.  Where is this surge of anti-women, anti-feminist, anti-PERSON behavior coming from?  If you’re not angry yet, you should be.

Perspective

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Day 15: Shopping List

Just my current shopping list.  Groceries for my husband’s birthday dinner and stuff for the pantry.  Instead of the usual corned beef and cabbage I make for him, this midweek affair will be a grilled rack of lamb with yummy veggies.  Oh, and Fudgie the Whale’s attendance is required.

I’ve also got to get some things from Target – and we all know I’ll end up with much more in my basket than that list!

Day 12: Weekly Rituals

I won’t say that I’m that ritualized (yes, even for an OCD Virgo), but there are definitely things that happen on a regular rotation in this house.

Mon: …

Tues: …

Wed: …

Thurs: …

Fri:  Take out night.  Usually pizza.

Sat:  10am Yoga class,then Gymboree with the little one.  Lunch with drinks on a patio somewhere. Grilled deliciousness for dinner.

Sun:  Plan meals for the week. Grocery shopping. Macaroni Sunday (ie. pasta night).  Always.  The Mr. makes it the best.

Hmmm…yeah, we live for weekends around here.

30 Days of Lists

A friend forwarded this blog challenge, 30 Days of Lists, and I thought it was a great idea.  I’m a typical Virgo and LOVE making lists.  Like love it in an almost unhealthy fashion.  In high school, I use to write a to-do list on a post-it note every single evening and stick it on my alarm clock.  NERD.

Although I started a couple of days behind, I’m enjoying the daily prompts thus far.  There is a Flickr group, as well.  I’ll make up the other days in between, but here are the ones I’ve completed:

Day 8: What’s in your bag?

Day 7: Blog goals (ding ding ding!)

Day 6: Words you hate

Day 5: Weekend Goals

Day 1: A little about myself

7

Speaking of anniversaries… it’s been 7 years since I started this little blog of mine.  Can you believe it?

I very distinctly remember the day I was sitting in my office and opened my very first Blogger account.  My how things have changed through single-dom, dating, loving, hating, happiness, sorrow, marriage, and now children – such a wild ride!  Through it all, I’ve had this little blank space to vent, voice, and paint with bits of my life… and I’ve loved every minute of it.

Thankful

For so much. For everything.  For these guys. For you.

Thank you for being in my life.

Tis the season to choose your greetings

A few weeks ago we had a family photo session with a photographer that I met through my local mom’s group.  Danielle was wonderful.  And it was the first time I had been to Lenox Park, despite the Mr. having lived right around the corner many moons ago!  I really love the fresh look of her photos (plus she even got Mia to laugh and smile for a few photos – truly a miracle).

This, of course, begins the very important task of choosing holiday cards.  Then I got an email saying Shutterfly was having a blogger promotion – post about their cards available and you get some freebies.  I’m not a sucker for any deal, but I like Shutterfly and have used them for many things from calendars (they make really nice gifts, and oh so convenient for the grandparents) to really nice hardcover photobooks as well.

So back to cards:  the problem is that there are just too many cute christmas designs to choose from!  I did quickly narrow it down to one photo, flat cards (come on, I love you and all but I am not writing little notes to each of you.  Signed, Lazy).  Then I narrowed it further to cardstock because I just think the photo paper is too cheap and I’m a paper snob.  Shutterfly has also added a bunch of vintage-looking cards with retro fonts and such, including this one that is super cute:

Decisions, decisions!

It’s all relative

A few months ago, a Monday morning would have included over-educated adults crying about nothing & everything, plus massive amounts of emails and other shit being thrown up at me.

Now Mondays consist of an infant crying about 1 of a total of 3 things, plus actual vomit thrown up on me and the occasional pile of shit.

Guess which one I prefer?

One of those 365 Projects

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