Monthly Archives: November 2009


There’s no way not to make this cheesy, right? So I don’t think I’ll even bother fighting it. I have about 80000 things to be getting done right now, but what is most important to me is making note of all I have to be thankful for this year.

I am thankful for my children. Last year on this day, I was 38 weeks pregnant with no idea of the personality of the little person in my belly. Didn’t even know she was a SHE. And now she is walking and calls me mama and has been a greater blessing than I ever could have hoped for. Vio has grown more into her childhood, far out of her babyhood, and it shines through in every conversation we have, every song she sings, and every foot stamped down in defiant independence.

I am thankful for my husband. I don’t know how to put this one into words, quite honestly. We don’t have to speak to each other or be doing anything. Just sitting together, watching TV or playing a game, who we are and what we have is right there in the room with us. As Roo grows and sleeps and moves away from me a bit, we’re finally finding the time together that we’ve been missing so much since she was born.

I am thankful for my family. My parents are both healthy. They are happy, together, and in love. They come to see my girls every week. I am thankful my uncle, who suffered from a debilitating stroke about six years ago, has made it through to see another holiday season.

I am thankful for my friends. Friends who hold me up when it’s all I can do not to fall over from the weight of it all; friends who will stay up with me late into the night, making me laugh when I think I can’t. I am thankful for the new friends I have found this past year, through the insanity that is the internet. I’m thankful for all of you who come here, who read my words and leave me kind words in return.

I’d really like to go on, but at the moment, I am thankful to have the chance to take an uninterrupted shower before my guests start arriving.

Happy Thanksgiving, internet.

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Filed under Better half, My girls, NaBloPoMo, Nothing but love

Cleaning out Photobooth

Turns out I had some real GEMS in there. Since I don’t have a lot of time (or WORDS) today, figured I’d pull the old picture card.

Teaching them how to be ladies starts early. I didn’t start early enough.

My hair is a bird. Your argument is invalid.

My face is 1″ behind the sandwich — it’s just THAT BIG.

I like the overall look, but have you considered MORE glasses?

My hair in its natural, triangular state.

HMMMYEAH. Not so sure I’d have gone with this for a post.


Filed under My girls, NaBloPoMo, Photo essay

I never did decide what this post was actually about … go figure

I’m a really big fan of tradition.

To sort of an obsessive degree.

And I don’t just mean holiday traditions. I can make ANYTHING a tradition. Like ordering the exact same thing every time I go to a specific restaurant.

Oh, I’ll play at changing things up. Sit for 10 minutes agonizing over the menu. I’ll narrow it down to two options: something BOLD and NEW, and my old mainstay. Then I wait for the server to call upon me to pick my poison. And it is always, ALWAYS what I usually get.

I’m in the throes of something similar over my holiday menu. Ever since I started doing this myself, I’ve used the same recipes for each component of the meal. Same apple pie filling. Same stuffing. Same candied sweet potatoes.

This morning I even tweeted, looking for pie crust suggestions! See:

And I got suggestions! Really good ones. Pie crusts that look delicious and different and flaky and magnificent.

But probably? Probably I’ll end up using my same recipe I’ve been trying to perfect forever. Certain that THIS TIME will be different.

Really, it’s that I hate to make decisions. About anything. When I was ordering cloth diaper covers for Roo several months back, I AGONIZED over what colors to buy. Uh. Why? Why would I put myself through that? It is a diaper color, not a BOMB WIRE. Red or green? IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE HERE. I thought Matt was going to lock me out of the house and internet for good.

(Oddly enough, important decisions? THOSE I don’t fret over. I KNOW. It makes no sense.)

Sometimes I think life would be easier if I could just hire someone to stand beside me and make decisions for me. Which restaurant for dinner? Should I buy these pants? DO I WANT BANGS?

But probably I’d need someone else to decide whom to hire.

And I don’t have time for that nonsense. I’ve got, like, a million sweet potato recipes to peruse.


Filed under Decisions decisions, NaBloPoMo, Not even kidding

10 of my very best ideas*

We’re getting to the home stretch here in NaBloPoMo. Eight posts to go!

And I am out of ideas. Oh, sure, there will be some sort of cheesy What I’m Thankful For post on Thursday, and maybe a cop out photo post on Friday documenting our holiday and my ginormous food-baby. So that leaves me needing six more ideas. One of which is needed IMMEDIATELY.

So, I did what anyone else would do, and desperately googled “random blog topic generator”.

Oh yes I did.

And I found this.

I wish I could say it gave me tons of awesome blog topic suggestions, but no. What it did give me was ONE awesome blog topic suggestion, which was to list for you some of the more ridiculous blog topic suggestions it spat out. You are SO welcome.

Describe one of your spouses. (Just one, though. WE DON’T HAVE ALL DAY HERE.)

Do you have choices?

What do you do with all of the things you write about? (Note: This is not asking what you do with all of the things you write … but what you do with the things you WRITE ABOUT. THAT MAKES NO SENSE.)

Do you like progress? (Loathe it.)

What does your cat think?

Today when I put on my pants, I … (Whoa, buddy. Quit making assumptions.)

Everything happens for a reason, right?

If tears could speak to you, what would they say? (Tickle Me Emo? Is that YOU?)

Where is “there”? (Hint: not here.)

Define long-suffering. (Pretty sure that’s been taken care of.)


WELL? What are you waiting for! Ten awesome blog post ideas … I’ll be waiting.


* actual topic suggestion from the generator



Filed under NaBloPoMo, Not even kidding