2/24/2009

Girls Being Girls



Miss Livs and I decided on a little r&r at the pedicure palace in the mall last Saturday. She felt quite grown up as they put three pillows behind her bony little back and the Asian women told her she was so tall for her age. She chose a lovely shade of purple "with sparklies". We proceeded to scour the mall in our temporary footwear.


Big Girl

Little Miss Mae has in recent weeks become quite a big girl. She says "Uh-uh" (uh-oh), she praises all of my cooking with a "MMMM" when I spoon it into her now toothed little mouth, and she officially crawls...forward. Also, her toes are now forcing the seams on her 6-12 month sleepers!




This babe is growing up!






2/15/2009

The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

The Good:





I ordered one of these wall stickers from Etsy, so HOT! for the girl's room. Still hasn't arrived. It may cool down if it's not here by St. Patty's Day.




I've got a renewed desire to re-do/finish my master bedroom in some fabulous way.




We had two wet free days with George.




I made what Jason calls my "thirty and flirty" apron in one afternoon at Val's.




Got my beautiful subway tile this weekend.




The Bad:


Forgot to pay my mom for said subway tile. Sorry.




Pre-marital Sex...don't get me started. Virtue is a virtue.




The Ugly:




The disgusting wax and other chunks from the throne my dad and I re-installed and I uninstalled after it leaked into the basement this weekend. Tomorrow, more wax.


SIX!




A few stats on the birthday boy:


Favorite Color: Blue


Favorite Thing to Do: Play soccer


Favorite Uncle: (highly controversial) Uncle Isaac


Favorite Food: Shrimp and Sushi


Pitching Speed: 25 mph average


Favorite Toy: New Nerf Long Shot




Likes roasting marshmallows, watching Spiderwick and Ghostbusters, and sledding. He also loves Grandma and Grandpa, Aunt Cissy, and Uncle Colt and Aunt Lisa.


This year he's going to be a great bowler, learn to ice skate, and just be "me". He also wants to go to Chuck e Cheese's.



2/13/2009

The "woman" in Me

While we were visiting the lushness of the Northwest Jason had the privelege of meeting with a very talented artist and his "woman" (who was quite a piece of work I hear).



She did not like the fact that he called me his "girl". But, as Jason explained, most of the Indian folk he hangs with call their wives "the old woman", or thier "woman". He finds that slightly distasteful. (I think it was because I was a child bride and he totally robbed the cradle so he will always think of me as a girl and not the 50 year-old-woman he's always accusing me of behaving like).




ANYWAY, (and as I write is seems completely off the subject, but it sounded good at the time)... whenever I am annoyed, nervous, sad, disturbed in any way (it's all good, don't worry), I play the fussy wife, woman, girl, however you refer to the female one is married to, and this is what I do...
And, organize the girl's closet.

Sorry, I don't hire out during my "spells", I have to hold out for them the rest of the time, hoping something will go haywire and I'll organize away.

2/03/2009

Remember
Well, I'm not ashamed to admit when I'm out of ideas.
Nothing I can come up with is suitable.
What do you recommend?

2/02/2009

*wink*wink*

She's a natural. Georgia has the uncanny knack for winking at just the right moment. Pretty much just like a dirty old man.