Names have been changed to protect the innocent...and my husband...and me...but not the dog. His name is Dexter.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Well, I'm thinking that I'm going to take a little vacay from the whole blog thing. It's not that I can't think of anything fun and exciting, oh I mean random and pointless, to write. I've got lots of random and pointless thoughts bouncing around in my head all the time. And sometimes it's even for possible future blog posts. But I just don't seem to have it. Ya know, it being the desire or focus to actually write it all down in a semi-coherent and entertaining way that I've tricked myself into thinking is my "blogging style". That just makes me laugh a even think I have a blogging style. Is "random crap" considered a style? Or maybe "verbal vomit"?

Anyway, I'm going on blog-batical. Huh, I really seem to be into making up words today. Interesting. Now, I know you're all asking yourself what is going to get you through each day without updates on the stupid things I do. But never fear! There are always the archives! Oh, I jest. I haven't so completely lost touch with reality as to think that the majority of the wonderful people who read my blog aren't doing it out of obligation. So I am officially releasing us both from the obligation that is my perpetual chaos. I'm not sure for how long. It could be a short break, like 24 hours. Or a long break, like a whole week! Either way, we can all breathe a little easier with one less thing to think about right now.

And until then, if you're really, really bored, you can enjoy some of my personal favorites from days gone by....

Why I should be the poster girl for gym membership
Insight into my girls relationship, aka "the reason I'm so tired"
That one time I tried to burn the house down
Showering Tips
Driving Tips
My BAD haircut from last summer
The Boogie Incident
One of the Many Benefits of Running

Friday, March 12, 2010

Friday Favorite-Surprise!

You know that trip that Mommy and Daddy have been planning? Well, there's a clue in this bag...
Are we really?!

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Dream House?

Surely I'm not the only one in the world who had thoughts of a "dream house" as a child. I could be wrong, but I think I thought more about the "dream house" than the "dream wedding". But I've been thinking lately. Dangerous, I know. Rest assured that I only have about 10 minutes a day to have any thoughts not relating to parenting, feeding, clothing, or cleaning so I'm limited in how much damage I can do.

Does the "dream house" really exist? At least for regular people? And by regular people I mean non-millionaires. My definition of regular is pretty open.

Do most people live in their dream house? Or have a plan to get there? Or has this particular American Dream gone the way of June Cleaver and clean air?
Granted, the definition of a dream can change over your lifetime and that's the same for a house. A large house full of bathrooms and bedrooms would be a dream to a young and large family, but later on a house with less bedrooms and larger entertaining areas for all the children, spouses and grandchildren would be the dream.

Or do we spend 30+ years paying off a house that we don't love? Or even like? Pouring our blood, sweat, tears and bank account into what we could get? Are we destined to live in a soul-sucking entity with a never-ending list of things that need to be repaired, replaced and re-done? And possibly added-on?
Thank you Google for the pictures.

Or maybe the new "dream house" is about being lucky enough to have a house for our family to come home to.

What do YOU think? I need someone else to think some more for me because my 10 minutes are up.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

The Importance of Family Planning

I'm about to reveal to you a recent conversation between CG and I on the very serious issue of family planning. It took place in the car where all important conversations happen.

After just hearing a commercial on the radio declaring that this is the Year of the Tiger in the Chinese calendar, we had this deep and meaningful moment.

CG: "Hey, maybe we should hurry and get pregnant so that we can have a child in the Year of the Tiger!"
Me: "Yeah! And if she has orange hair we can put black stripes in it so she looks like a tiger, too!" (My comment had just the tiniest big of sarcasm. And maybe some eye rolling.)

In further discussion, we decided that if we have a boy, we can call him Tony. And, if we have a girl, her name would be Kitty. That's GRRRREAT!

Yes, we do take family planning very seriously around here.
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