Since it's Tuesday, you know what that means! Even more randomness than usual around here. We've got a lot to cover so let's get right to it:
On kids really ARE watching you
Two Christmases ago we got Noelle a play kitchen with pots, pans, a blender, plates, spoons, etc. This past year we got her some new food to go with the kitchen. Six months later she is finally starting to play with it. Which entails putting certain select foods in a 'dutch oven', stirring them with a spoon and then force-feeding me, Dylan and Noah 'lunch' or sometimes 'dinner'. Force-feeding in terms of her grabbing our chins, yanking our mouths open and shoving the spoon in there. Except for Noah who is just starting to get the hang of this spoon-food connection so he willingly opens his mouth. And is very confused when there isn't anything on it but continues to open his mouth when he sees the spoon in the hope that someday something might appear on it. For the record, we have never modeled this behavior for her so I'm not entirely sure where she picked it up but it's funny. When she does it to Dyl that is. It's what she serves that makes me cringe: french fries, waffles, broccoli and a 'bowl of 'sketti'. Care to guess what we have for dinner in our house a lot? I think that I need expand our menu and FAST.
Suze Orman isn't the only one getting her financial house in order
Dyl and I are celebrating another accomplishment. We've paid off two credit cards completely and have made great inroads on the last one so we are planning to have everything paid off by the end of the year. This? Is awesome! I'm so proud of us! No snark, just a big ol' YAY US!
You take the good, you take the bad
Since last August when Noah was born, I've dropped 60 pounds. An entire grade-schooler. And yes, half of that was pregnancy weight but still, 30 pounds on top of all the baby weight. I'm pretty damn pleased with myself if I may be so bold. How could there possibly be any downside to this? Well, there is a downside though 'backside' might be more accurate. As in mine is disappearing into 'Flatassland'. When you are worried about your pants being literally on the ground at work, this is cause for concern. And let's be honest here, baggy pants do not look good on anyone. I'm looking at you MC Hammer! So, why don't I buy some new pants. That fit? Well I would but see above RE: CREDIT CARDS PAID OFF!
Secret, secret, I've got a secret
I've been harboring a secret celebrity crush for many years now on David Boreanz of 'Buffy' and 'Angel' (And also 'Bones' I guess but I don't watch that show )fame which has come to an abrupt crashing end For now, my dear, sweet, Angel has been revealed to be no better than, oh, Tiger Woods or Jesse James. Yes, he has been cheating on his wife of 9 years with many women apparently. One of them even linked to Woods. Seriously, what do these famous guys do? Get together in their Famous Manly Club and swap fame-whores phone numbers? Do they NOT THINK THAT THIS WILL GET OUT? Why for the love of all that is holy can they not just KEEP IT IN THEIR PANTS? Or not get married in the first place? I...am just done. With them all. Fie, a pox on you!
Hello Captain Obvious!
I've just noticed/discovered that the blogspot template does in fact have a spell check button. I'm going to pretend that this is a new and exciting thing so please do not ruin my carefully crafted illusion if it turns out that I'm just a raging idiot.
The hubs and I are going to the midnight showing of 'Iron Man 2' on Thursday. My MIL is taking the kids so WE HAZ A DATE.
And now for something completely different
I've been toying with the idea of a weekly column thingy dedicated to the glorious decade of excess known as the the 1980s. Also: the decade I grew up in. Good idea/bad idea/don't really care. I might do it, I might not. But *I* think that it would be fun. And embarrassing as oh yes, pictures will be shared. My hair. That is all that you need know right now.
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