So the greatest thing happened the other day at CVS. I was there buying diapers and wipes and saw a sign by the makeup aisle “Revlon Products-Buy One, Get One Free”. That is one of the greatest phrases ever uttered by man! So I started browsing (even though I really should have left, I was supposed to get the monkey from daycare in like minutes!). I thought about my budget and realized all that I really wanted to spend money on was nail polish so I went for it. [Read more…]
There is a point that every parent reaches when your child finally sleeping pretty regularly, formula is a thing of the past and you can actually have a coherent conversation with your child because they are speaking real words. It’s the point where you start thinking about having another baby.
Let me start by saying that I have always liked True Blood. The beginning of the show was edgy, sexy, funny and I really enjoyed it. It’s a great summertime show especially now that Game of Thrones is on, we really need something to help wash away the gore and tragedy that the show sometimes brings. [Read more…]
My son went on a sleepover last night at his grandmas. I was personally glad for the break and looked forward to having the night to myself since my husband works nights. I was going to catch up on TV and go to bed early (yes, I realize how lame that sounds but I have a kid that gets up before the sun and in the summertime that is just too damn early!)
I got home from work, ran some errands and around 8 pm I got on the computer to putz around for a bit and it was half way through watching a video on Hulu that I realized that I was barely able to hear the thing because the sound was on low.
There have been times that I have found pictures from my awkward years (which was about 9-13) and felt my cheeks burning up in embarrassment. I had very wavy hair with a bad haircut, huge glasses, braces and had horrible social awkwardness. The fact that my family would make jokes and laugh about my pictures did not help matters and just made me hate the pictures more. I hated how I felt during those years but now looking back I am happy I lived them. They were full of bullies and things were said that I still carry but I think I am who I am today because of those experiences. I think I can read a person better, I am not as naively trusting that I used to be.
I think my most embarrassing moment was 6th grade when I had to go write on the blackboard (yes with chalk, this was 1996) and I went to put my notebook at the end of my teacher’s desk on top of piles of other paperwork and proceeding to topple the whole pile all over the floor. The whole class laughed and even my teacher sighed like “Can you be more awkward? Please?” There was also the time I had a bottle of Gatorade dumped on me on the school bus in 9th grade because a girl thought that I was stealing her boyfriend because he told me that I “look nice today.” I lived in a secluded neighborhood so the bus dropped me off about a 1/2 mile from my house and I had to walk home soaking wet while the other kids laughed at me. It destroyed me then, I literally cried for a good half hour when I walked into my house. Now, while I’ll be honest and say I’m not going to be best friends with that girl, I’m also not going to bring up at our next reunion. I think once we become adults we can look back and appreciate what those years were better.
The Awkward Years is a new site on Tumblr where people chronicle those years with picture proof and talk about how those years have made them who they are today. It’s amazingly brave. I admit that I want to submit my picture but I’m a little terrified about it. The picture of you in your “ugly duckling” phase is like a bleeding wound that you are not sure you want to share or not. I will be going through my old photos to see which captures those years of “Boy Meets World” and Lisa Frank binders, but I hope I can work up the courage to submit it to the project. I encourage you to check out this site and maybe look back at the years when we couldn’t wait to grow up.
I am amazed everyday at the new things you are learning in your 17 months and how quickly you are picking up your father and mines personality traits (I’m still debating whether this is a good or a bad thing considering we both have stubborn streaks a mile long). However, I have a small request from you. While I understand that you have two molars coming in and they hurt like hell…..I still will not allow you to swan dive off the couch onto the hardwood floor.
As a blogger there are a few favorites that I like to visit to get inspired or learn something new. One of the first blogs that I started following on a regular basis is Cupcakes and Cashmere. This site by Emily Schuman is a fabulous resource for fashion, decor and style ideas. She has an amazing eye for style and her photography brings it out better than words sometimes. Emily’s work on the site has evolved into a book she released last year.
If you need to be inspired or just want to visit a blog that makes you happy, check this out. There is so much great material to read that time flies because the writing style is so down to earth and relatable.
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You may think that this is a post about the Prime Minister of the UK during WWII. Well sorry fellow history buffs, you will be sadly disappointed as this is a post about my dog. My amazing, rescued dog.
A little background: I always had a dog growing up. I can’t remember ever NOT having one to be honest. When I went to friends homes that didn’t have dogs, I felt like out of place. The first dog was Clyde. He was the definition of mutt. Nobody knew his real parentage in terms of breed but he was the sweetest dog. According to my parents, I used to crawl, pull and accidentally kick that poor dog as a toddler all the time but he never did a thing. But if anyone he didn’t know came near me, he was on his feet and in between us. I spent most of my childhood with Clyde. He died of old age when I was nine. There were many dogs after that came from animal shelters and rescue organizations.
When my husband and I bought our house, the first thing we wanted to do was get a dog. My husband never had a dog growing up and I missed having one after a few years of apartment living. I only had one rule: the dog had to be a rescue. None of this paying a ton of money for a purebred when there were so many dogs already born that needed homes.
This is where petfinder.com came in. For those not familiar with this amazing site, well it really is a fabulous resource for both people wanting to rescue an animal and the animal shelters looking to reach out to more people. We looked for awhile. We knew we wanted a medium size dog; not a dog I could carry in my purse but also not a dog who could eat us out of house and home when it’s fully grown. It took some time because there were some dogs with tags that they weren’t “good around children”. I wish I could have taken them in but we were thinking about having kids at the time so we wanted a dog that was there for the long haul. I never want to have to choose between my child and my dog because unfortunately it’s just another dog in the system. Another problem is young dogs go so quick that there were a few times they were already adopted by the time we called.
But finally, one day when I was scrolling dogs instead of working we found him. Two boy and two girl dogs were dumped on the side of the road in Ohio. I live in Connecticut so I read the story and thought it was a long shot but my husband responded back to the e-mail link that he really liked the dogs. When I got the confirmation that the shelter would hold one of the boys for 24 hours till I got confirmation that we would take him was the sign I needed that this was our dog.
Now was the hard part, finding a way to transport an 8 week old puppy from Ohio to Connecticut safely and without stressing him out. Which brought me to Puppy Express Delivery out of Arkansas which I don’t know is in business anymore since their website no longer works. But this man named Clint went out on these road trips from Arkansas to Florida back up to Michigan through New England and back just picking up dogs and bringing them to their new homes. He had this fully equipped trailer with A/C and playing dog themed movies like “Beverly Hill Chihuahua”. He made constant stops to let the animals out, feed them and give them any medication that they need. He had a huge heart and I was very happy to find him.
Once the plans were in place, we were like pregnant parents at the baby store (I only know now how easy I really had it then), we bought food, dishes, collars, a crate, beds, toys….our house was filled with dog stuff. When we got the call that morning that he was an hour away, we couldn’t wait to get to the meeting place and meet our new dog.
Winston enjoying his first night.
There have been bumps along the way but this was the dog for us. He was house trained in five months. He’s sweet, he’s protective when needed, he’s great around other dogs and the most importantly, he had no jealously issues when our son was born. He considers him a brother and has never shown aggression. I still keep an eye, especially now that my son is a toddler and you never know what can set a dog off, but Winston hasn’t given me a real reason to worry yet.
If you decide that you want to get a pet, please adopt.
Every person I know has that one chore that they absolutely hate. The one that they keep putting off until it becomes overpowering and you HAVE to do it. Personally, I can do laundry, dishes, dusting all day long but I hate, HATE, to clean my bathroom. It’s just the worst and embarrassing sometimes since it’s a room that is used very regularly in households. I have, however, found a cleaner that makes this job a lot easier.
I recently returned from eight wonderful days in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina and upon returning to my home and getting back into the regular routine I have come to a pretty obvious conclusion.
Vacations are vital for a person well-being.
I didn’t even realize how stressed out and mentally fried I was since I was living that way for so long. A day and a half down south and my chronic back pain had lessened to a dull roar till it was non-existent. My teeth grinding and headaches were gone. I was amazed that I could go out to dinner without worrying about getting an anxiety attack during the meal.
The most important part was that I was able to enjoy my child more. I was able to dedicate time to him without worrying about a deadline, or housework, or bills. I learned new things about him and watched him laugh and explore. I was able to relish his first trip to the beach and it was a wonderful memory.
It is really hard to worry about life worries when you are sitting under a beautiful tree on the river listening to music in a gorgeous sunset. True story, that tree has been around since the Civil War. The restaurant we were at used to be a river trading post way back when.
I hope that we can all take a time out when we need it, whether it’s a beach vacation or a trip to get a manicure. Don’t forget to take time out for yourself or the stress will make the good parts of life not so enjoyable.
If all else fails, nothing beats sitting outside on a nice day and just breathing.