Rainy Days

On days it RAINS, I don't do laundry. I can't. Darn septic.

A Few Of My Victims

I have another confession. i. kill. plants.
Really good ones too. I don't know why I do it, but I just can't seem to stop.
Any plant unlucky enough to make it into my house DIES.
The pink Azalea.
The coveted Red Japanese Maple
Delicious Basil
The Christmas Amaryllis (3 of them!)
Soothing Aloe Vera
Pine Tree
Clematis
And Many Others.

Many of these plants are currently under my kitchen sink, an unworthy grave for such wonderful plants.
I ditch my victims there when I am in a hurry to clean up and hide the deadly deed when visitors are coming over.
This post is for all of you that I have killed.
I'm sorry.
Truly I am.
I wanted all of you.
Especially you, Mr. Red Japanese Maple. You are expensive.

I just want you to know that I sucessfully grew from seed many plants indoors this spring.
Many of them made it outside and are still alive today.
I am trying.
Really.

A Few Weeks Ago...

You're gonna have to wait for the words.... I know, I'm slow!

Pay Day

Yesterday the big bonus I've been waiting for finally came in!

I have been working SO hard, the past 3 months I have changed about 1,000 diapers, been peed on, scrubbed poop stains out of clothes, done laundry double time, fed the boy too many times to ever possibly count, and have been sleep deprived. I have been so involved in my work, that I even skip showers (not always my choice) and have been known to wear the same pajamas for almost 48hours straight.

But like I said, yesterday was pay day and my bonus came through.... I've worked hard and really, really deserved this!

Yesterday, I gave Mason a Raspberry in his neck, and he Giggled!

Crazy Tage

Left to right, top to bottom...

Tage in her sneaks and hat, doing the "poopity poop" dance on top of the couch.

Tage wearing Mason's beanie, and putting lotion on her legs

Tage in her hat, ballerina outfit, and christmas slippers

Tage in a bag

Tage doing yoga in a top to an old dress of mine and her snow boots.

Wow! What will she wear tomorrow???

20/20

A friend of mine recently asked me if I had any marriage advice, as she is about to get hitched. I told her that her and her husband's problems should always be just theirs. No one else needs to hear them. If you have an issue with your spouse, you tell him, not your momma, or your girl friends. It really bothers me when I am with a group of women (or just one woman!) and they all start baggin on their husband. I would be really hurt if Kevin started telling his friends things I do that he hates or makes him mad (which although I do lots that he can complain about, he never gets mad... really. Never. Never ever yells either. It's great. He's the best!) So I'm not going to talk about him behind his back either.


Anyways, I've been thinking about what advice I have to give newly weds and what I'd do differently and I came up with these other things as well.

1. Stainless steel. That is the only way to go when you buy cookware. I bought some expensive nonstick stuff and less than 5 years later I am replacing all of it. Stainless steel yo. and glass for baking. Just say 'NO' to nonstick!
The only thing I did right with kitchen items was my knives.... I dished out a lot of dough for some good ones and I'm glad I did... Just sharpen them and they will work forever!

2. Kids. If I could have controlled some health issues that had to be resolved before I could have kids, I would've had them right away. I love my kids so much, and there is nothing greater than being Mommy. I wouldn't have waited if I didn't have those issues, and knowing what I know now. But that's just my opinion.

3. Don't spend your money. Sure have fun every now and then, but hold your money tight... you'll be glad you did in a few years, when you have to buy diapers. We were able to save a lot in our first year of marriage and then we bought a money pit, and now I miss my green.

4. Who am I kidding, I don't have that much advice. This is where it ends......

Confessions

I have a confession. I am a pack rat. It's true. As I have been trying (constantly) to simplify and organize, I have come to this realization. I try to find things I don't want or need anymore, but I want it all. I "need" it all. I am trying to change this though. I want to boss my stuff. I don't want my stuff to boss me.

I think the things we own say a lot about who we are and what is important to us. I don't want to be a mess! That is not who I am.

Cleaning Progress: I went through Tage's toys recently. I meant to get rid of a lot, but only got rid of a few (one of which was a giant plush pink cat with "Bratz" style eyes...bleh)