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trumping tiffany’s

2 Jan
Better than Tiffany's

Better than Tiffany’s

So, today….the first day of 2013. Quiet day with kiddo and The Accountant, for the most part. I got a nice run/walk in this morning before the rain, kiddo and I went to Target for miscellany and then to Jersey Mike’s for sandwiches. I went to a movie by myself. The movie was pretty bad but the alone time was quite nice. The Accountant watched fiscal cliff drama on C-Span while kiddo and I watched Max and Ruby. I imagine both were equally as enthralling.

Sidenote from my recap…It was the cutest thing when I got home…kiddo meets me at the door all excited and wants me to come into my closet because she has something “very exciting” to show me. She had made shoe string jewelry for me with a craft kit I’d picked up for a rainy day. She said she made them just for me because “you don’t have any jewelry” and that I could wear one to work tomorrow if I wanted to, which of course I will do so like they are bracelets from Tiffany’s. She was SO proud and I got all teary eyed. That kid can melt me.

I hope everyone had a lovely first day of the new year. It’s back to work for me tomorrow (er, today) after a long holiday. The post-Christmas blues have taken a firm hold, so I’m not too thrilled about the prospect of returning to reality. I think that’s why I’m up at 1:45am eating kiddos cheddar goldfish. Goldfish are good for stalling. Or something.



19 Jun

What are those nuts called that are shaped like kidneys? I like those. And peanuts. Peanuts are my favorite. Almonds I will tolerate but they don’t really do it for me. I just ate this and it was good. I had a turkey sandwich, baked Lays and an apple for lunch. Exciting noms no?

Stuff is happenin’ around here. Tomorrow I’m moving into a new office space that is a vast improvement aesthetically over my current digs. I’ll be able to see the state capital building and half of town from my window. I am slightly worried that the Zone Out Factor will be high in the new place though. My Zone Out Factor is high enough already but with an actual view, well, this could be trouble. I’m willing to chance it however.

I’m having some scary oral surgery on Thursday. All things dentists, oral surgery and messing with my teeth related are scary to me. I have the option to be knocked out completely during the procedure or just get the gas. I asked if they could prescribe Valium if I opted for the gas but then I decided, dude, you are NOT a good dental patient, get yo’self knocked out! So that is what I am going to do. Some things you just don’t want to remember right? The surgery is a weird tissue grafting thing. I have some bad gum recession in the lower front portion of my mouth so they are going to take some tissue from my inner cheek and graft it onto my gums and somehow attach it. Ugh. I don’t even want to know what they are going to do. Thus the blessed anesthesia. Wish me luck. And send drugs.

I’m going to see the jewel that is Norah Jones in concert this weekend and I’m super pumped. She reminds me of Audrey Tautou. Such adorable pixies they are. But Norah’s voice…it washes over you like chocolate syrup in the summertime I swear. Its going to be quite dreamy I just know it.

The Accountant and I will celebrate 13 years of wedded bliss on the 26th. Did you hear me people? THIRTEEN YEARS!!! How did this happen? When did this happen? Who cares, I’m just glad it did! I’m gonna give him a big ol’ smooch for putting up with me for that long. Actually, longer since we dated for over three years before taking the official plunge into the pool of matrimony. I can’t quite wrap my head around it but a couple of thoughts come to the surface. One, I am freakin’ OLD. Two, I am immensely lucky. I will lavish more praise and adoration on the hubs next week so stay tuned for more mush gush. Gack! Get a room.

The Offspring has decided that she wants a car for her birthday. To drive. Around town. On the streets. She will be four. Can you outsource parenting because I may need this option soon. She also wants to be a pony when she grows up. Direct quote.

I had one of my infamous stranger than strange dreams last night. A bunch of friends from high school and I decided to go to the beach. There was an island not far away that you could fly to so we decided to take a day trip. I over packed. Like, a lot. I threw every item in my suitcase all over the floor of the house/airport and they got all mixed up with the owner of the house/airport’s clothes and we were running late for our flight so I was trying to sort clothing and repack my suitcase. I was frantic and my friends were exasperated. We missed the flight. Then there were all kinds of subplots and romantic triangles and trapezoids. Just to spice things up. I miss those kids.

Speaking of, my bestie texted me today while in the hair salon to tell me that she thought of me and was getting her hair chopped off and red highlights put in. I was so proud! What an influence I have right? Pshaw. Whatever I can do to improve the hairdos of the world folks, I’m here for you.

The End.

I’ve already seen/saw/whatever this HouseHunters episode

30 Dec

Hi. 3am, kiddo just woke me up to go pee. Small victories. However, if she is still doing this when she is 10 I will claw my eyes out.

This guy has weird eyes on HouseHunters. They are like crossed but not really. I can’t stop staring so I’m glad he can’t see me.

Christmas was great and if I were a proper mommy blogger I’d post about it. But I think the moment has passed and we have now entered the post holiday funk. I will just say that Christmases with kiddo keep getting better and better and funner and funner (shut up, I can say “funner” if I want to) and I am a lucky momma.

Except sometimes I don’t feel very good at it. Today was a crap day for me and I’m now wearing a boot on my right foot which I don’t want to talk about. But that meant that I was done with domestic life by about 8pm. My dear sweet patient Accountant took over bedtime duty and he and kiddo had an epic showdown regarding her not staying in bed and getting up multiple times to be retucked in, drink water, wipe her nose, and various other excuses that are really cute the first two times and then quickly become maddening. The Accountant is a very patient man, consistent and persistent. Guess who won the showdown and kiddo finally complied? All that to say that during that fiasco, I stayed out of it and waged that oft fought battle in my head about what a craptastic mom I am and how my kid is going to turn out to be the bratty one in kindergarten but then will probably grow up to be the next white Oprah or something and will tell this story to her children blah blah blah. My head is a fickle place to be.

I didn’t wash off my makeup tonight and my face it itching. I hate that. I also think that I forgot to eat dinner.

Tomorrow is a holiday for my workplace and that means that daycare is also closed. God grant me patience and good balance tomorrow is all I’ll say about that.

2:50 AM

14 Dec

Up with a frantic kiddo doing the pee pee dance which resulted in a trip to the potty with no results. But hey, she tried. Yes, we are still in pull ups at night (her, not me, yet) and honestly, I’m not worrying about it until she’s 10 or so. Haha.

I know I don’t write here much anymore. Guess I’m too busy living life instead of recording it and that’s ok. Things are good. Life is good. I am blessed and fortunate.

Legs are aching like crazy right now, part of my non-sleeping I’m sure. Although I passed out on top of a puppy pillow pet and a princess dress complete with magic wand from the dollar bin at Target. Comfy really. But back to the leg issue. The running is going great. I’m in training mode for a half marathon in April and am currently just trying to increase mileage and not worry about speed. Which is convenient since I’m pretty slow. But the legs….they ache like growing pains or something. There are a few remedies I can try to see if that helps. I’m old I guess.

Work is good in its weird way. I’m in the midst of planning a pretty big event and being the worrier that I am, its stressing me a bit. But I think I’ve finally found a venue that should work as long as a zillion people don’t show up. But if they do, that would be a success in itself. I need to stop thinking so much and do better at taking charge, making decisions and being more aggressive in a way with this job. That’s a new role for me and is taking some getting used to. My own confidence in my abilities is sometimes fragile.

The holidays are fast approaching and I suppose we are about ready. I did the majority of shopping online this year and I have to say, it was one of my better ideas. Ha. Kiddo is pretty excited about Christmas. The Accountant and I have been leaving her little treats under the tree at random times from Santa. Her excitement is quite entertaining. She’s been doing this sweet thing lately of just as I close her door at bedtime to leave she’ll say “mommy?” I’ll say “yes sweetie?” and she’ll say “I love you mommy”. Good grief it melts me every time.

And now its 3:03 and I’m going to try sleeping.

Miss Independent

22 Sep

Three is proving to be a challenging age. Sam has a mind of her own and is not afraid to express it. But I love that she’s spunky and not a shy little wallflower like I was as a kid. She’s perfecting her negotiation skills in determined attempts to eat cookies for breakfast and wear her underwear on her head to school. Don’t worry, I don’t let her do either. Usually. Her most used phrase lately is “I can do it MYSELF mommy”, and she says it with such conviction. I hope she keeps that confidence but channels it wisely.



three years ago yesterday

25 Jul

Kiddo’s birthday was yesterday. There was just enough family, there were way too many presents, there is never enough cake. She had a crazy fabulous fun time. I can’t believe I have a three year old. You’d think I’d get used to it eventually but so far, nope. She’s a blessing and a source of much love and frustration in one tiny fireball of a quirky little girl package.

She did a LOT of this...

And some of this...

And now she does both and so much more.

It’s funny to think that I have blogged about her her entire life. As a matter of fact, here is the post from the day she was born. Yeah, that one is pretty bare bones huh?

Here’s a few more entertaining ones that I posted after I’d had time to smack my forehead multiple times and moan “what have I DONE???”…I keed I keed.

The Stats

The one where I say WTH have I done?

Boobs and the Olympics


Anywho, since then the rollercoaster continues but we’ve made it three years! Fifteen more and she has to pay rent right???

current musical influences

10 Mar

Thanks to a friend for sending me a CD of The Laurie Berkner Band. Mom and daughter both love it! Kiddo is currently in love with this song in particular. I’ll look at her, wiggle my fingers and say “I’m gonna get you, you better run” and she giggles, takes off running through the house laughing her head off while I chase her and sing-song “I’m gonna get you, here I come”!

And I am pretty sure she has a toddler crush on Twist from The Fresh Beat Band. She’ll say “Beat Band” and point to the tv and make sure I know that “that Twist”. The best part, she does the “Great Day” dance complete with the hip-hop-crossing-of-the-arms-assume-cool-stance move at the end. Cracks me up. One day I’ll capture that on video to embarrass her with later.

Photo from here.

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