Tonight Justin helped me make dinner. It was very cute. He said "I help my mom" - and he put on an apron and grabbed the stool to come stand next to me and help. He added cut veggies the pan, worked the salt and pepper shakers and a few other things. I hope his desire to help lasts a long long time.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Confession #1
Tonight Justin helped me make dinner. It was very cute. He said "I help my mom" - and he put on an apron and grabbed the stool to come stand next to me and help. He added cut veggies the pan, worked the salt and pepper shakers and a few other things. I hope his desire to help lasts a long long time.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
watch where you step
At daycare today Justin got a cockroach attached to a piece fishing line. When I walked in the door to pick him up he "scared" me with it and after I screamed and ran he quickly told me "it not real!" He brought the bug home and it ended up on the kitchen floor - and more than twice when I caught sight of it my heart skipped a beat!
As predicted Justin really didn't want to go to "Uncles" today, but he sucked it up and {of course} ended up having a great day.
As for me... I really need to tackle some things on my to do list. Like finishing up the paperwork that I need to submit to the State of Oregon to get my tax refund. I have a nice bit of money coming back to me if I can prove that I paid for daycare. I called to see exactly what they needed and I am working on putting it all together. Not sure why I am procrastinating getting everything submitted. I think it is because I know that money is coming and it feels safe knowing it is on it's way and not in my account destined to be spent. If that makes any sense at all... so instead of blabbing on and on - I should probably plug in my printer and get that stuff printed. Or I could just waste some time on facebook... :)
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
nap time
If you ask Justin who his favorite kitty is, he will tell you adamantly that it is Lucy!

Monday, April 27, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Could I have been a parking lot attendant?
Could I have been a millionaire in Bel Air?
Could I have been lost somewhere in Paris?
Could I have been your little brother?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Could I have been anyone?
He stands touch his hair his shoes untied tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could have been anyone other than me?
Twenty three and so tired of life such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Then I look up at the sky my mouth is open wide lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn turn we almost become dizzy
I am who I am who I am well
Who am I requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I'll sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes but I'll work it out
And then I look up at the sky my mouth is open wide lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn turn we almost become dizzy falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been a dancing Nancy
A dancing Nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me?
~Dancing Nancies by Dave Matthews

Feeling blue today. Filled with anxiety. Feeling like life is hard. In a funk. I know how to pull myself out of this, I have done it before - but I don't want to. Not sure why. Just as happiness is a choice, feeling blue and down can be too. And that is what I am choosing right now. This is not a complaint, just a statement of my day and mood. I want to crawl into a hole and hide. Think and reflect. Last night as I was thinking that I wanted to be someone other than me {hence the DMB lyrics that popped into my head}. Actually just a non-anxious version of myself would be great. Some of the things that bother me are no big deal to other people and vise versa. But sometimes I wish I was a different. I wish that I didn't worry, that I didn't sweat the small stuff. That I could let things roll off and just go with the flow. But I am a worry wart, a dweller, I over-think, over-analyze. I am my own worst enemy.
Could I have been a millionaire in Bel Air?
Could I have been lost somewhere in Paris?
Could I have been your little brother?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Could I have been anyone?
He stands touch his hair his shoes untied tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could have been anyone other than me?
Twenty three and so tired of life such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Then I look up at the sky my mouth is open wide lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn turn we almost become dizzy
I am who I am who I am well
Who am I requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I'll sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes but I'll work it out
And then I look up at the sky my mouth is open wide lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn turn we almost become dizzy falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been a dancing Nancy
A dancing Nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me?
~Dancing Nancies by Dave Matthews

Feeling blue today. Filled with anxiety. Feeling like life is hard. In a funk. I know how to pull myself out of this, I have done it before - but I don't want to. Not sure why. Just as happiness is a choice, feeling blue and down can be too. And that is what I am choosing right now. This is not a complaint, just a statement of my day and mood. I want to crawl into a hole and hide. Think and reflect. Last night as I was thinking that I wanted to be someone other than me {hence the DMB lyrics that popped into my head}. Actually just a non-anxious version of myself would be great. Some of the things that bother me are no big deal to other people and vise versa. But sometimes I wish I was a different. I wish that I didn't worry, that I didn't sweat the small stuff. That I could let things roll off and just go with the flow. But I am a worry wart, a dweller, I over-think, over-analyze. I am my own worst enemy.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
pout
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
good hair week
Monday, April 20, 2009
overgrown
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Staying in a hotel is fun!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
what Justin does with his Dad
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
My Happy Birthday
This balloon has nothing to do with my birthday. But it seems to have magical helium in it. It has been floating for about 2 months now.

Today I turned 33. I was in a funk. Jamie invited me to dinner and since Justin was with Jason for the day I took her up on the offer {even though I wanted to crawl into a hole}. I had so much fun! I met Jamie at the Olive Garden after work and Kelly was there {a surprise}, it was so nice to catch up with her. And then Rachel came! We had so much fun. It was a wonderful evening!
Today I turned 33. I was in a funk. Jamie invited me to dinner and since Justin was with Jason for the day I took her up on the offer {even though I wanted to crawl into a hole}. I had so much fun! I met Jamie at the Olive Garden after work and Kelly was there {a surprise}, it was so nice to catch up with her. And then Rachel came! We had so much fun. It was a wonderful evening!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
I need to tend to a few things
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Happy Easter
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Easter egg dying
Friday, April 10, 2009
big brother Paxil
Thursday, April 9, 2009
a little bit of spring
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
the anatomy of a sandwich
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
return of the water boy
Sunday, April 5, 2009
kitty cat trifecta number three
Saturday, April 4, 2009
let the sun shine in
Friday, April 3, 2009
it's scentsational!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
oh no!

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