Friday, December 19, 2008
Free Advertising
Old Navy people, Old Navy. They have a crazy sale right now. I bought some things yesterday, and asked today if they'd do a price adjustment on whatever is on sale now that wasn't yesterday. I was thinking I'd get a dollar or two. NO! $15! Hello! If you need sweaters, PJs or kids clothes, Old Navy is the place to be! I was floored by the deals!
Monday, December 15, 2008
A lunch break update
Amazing how quickly time goes by! Yikes! Christmas is 10 days away, how did that happen? I miss my blogging. I am so far behind reading blogs, too. I just checked in on the triplets, and holy cow, they walk!!! That's how long I've been gone.
I'm going to touch on the goings on in our humble abode.....
Milestones:
Matthew is potty trained except for staying dry overnight
Ellie is walking along furniture. She even looked like she wanted to walk yesterday. Almost!
Ellie is talking (in that baby way) and waving hi and bye
Trust me, it's a milestone, I finished decorating for Christmas! I gave up on fixing the mess first. That just isn't going to happen. Face it.
Things I'm happy about:
Christmas concerts are DONE!
We're almost over our colds
The entire family will be present at Christmas. That's a huge deal. I think it has been like at least 6 years since my brothers have BOTH come and at the same time, and actually at Christmas, not the week before or after. I feel like a kid again!
Let's Dish saving our lives. They prepare meals FOR you and all you have to do is pop them in the oven and follow the directions. Love. It.
Cuteness:
Ellie waved at daddy out the window when he left all on her own for the first time! I almost melted.
Matthew talked to his grandma on the phone for 10 minutes all by himself. WOW. He even walked around doing stuff while holding the phone and conversing. It was really quite remarkable.
And the not-so-cute-ness:
The washing machine quit on me. Mr. Fix-it (the hubs) ordered a part and is going to try his hand at washing machine repair. We think it's a simple and common problem.
Whining. To be picked up, to not let us out of sight, to eat, to not eat, to get a diaper change, to get dressed, etc. You name it. It could involve whining at any unsuspected moment.
Skid marks. I refuse to explain any further. (think underpants)
Toys. Toys. And more toys. Taking over the house. And that's even before Christmas. We're in trouble.
95 minute drives to work in the snow. Stupid snow. I'm trying to be positive, you know, it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas and all that. Ho ho ho!
Things I'm thankful for:
Love
My husband
My kids
My cat (I'm only saying that out of obligation)
Family Christmas stockings
Did I say Let's Dish already? I'll say it again!
A furnace
Down comforters
Coffee
Loved ones recovering from health issues
Online shopping
People that keep checking back here for an update
My job
Falling gas prices
The country I live in, its issues and all.
CHRISTMAS AND THE BIRTH OF OUR SAVIOR!!! Let us not forget!
I'm going to touch on the goings on in our humble abode.....
Milestones:
Matthew is potty trained except for staying dry overnight
Ellie is walking along furniture. She even looked like she wanted to walk yesterday. Almost!
Ellie is talking (in that baby way) and waving hi and bye
Trust me, it's a milestone, I finished decorating for Christmas! I gave up on fixing the mess first. That just isn't going to happen. Face it.
Things I'm happy about:
Christmas concerts are DONE!
We're almost over our colds
The entire family will be present at Christmas. That's a huge deal. I think it has been like at least 6 years since my brothers have BOTH come and at the same time, and actually at Christmas, not the week before or after. I feel like a kid again!
Let's Dish saving our lives. They prepare meals FOR you and all you have to do is pop them in the oven and follow the directions. Love. It.
Cuteness:
Ellie waved at daddy out the window when he left all on her own for the first time! I almost melted.
Matthew talked to his grandma on the phone for 10 minutes all by himself. WOW. He even walked around doing stuff while holding the phone and conversing. It was really quite remarkable.
And the not-so-cute-ness:
The washing machine quit on me. Mr. Fix-it (the hubs) ordered a part and is going to try his hand at washing machine repair. We think it's a simple and common problem.
Whining. To be picked up, to not let us out of sight, to eat, to not eat, to get a diaper change, to get dressed, etc. You name it. It could involve whining at any unsuspected moment.
Skid marks. I refuse to explain any further. (think underpants)
Toys. Toys. And more toys. Taking over the house. And that's even before Christmas. We're in trouble.
95 minute drives to work in the snow. Stupid snow. I'm trying to be positive, you know, it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas and all that. Ho ho ho!
Things I'm thankful for:
Love
My husband
My kids
My cat (I'm only saying that out of obligation)
Family Christmas stockings
Did I say Let's Dish already? I'll say it again!
A furnace
Down comforters
Coffee
Loved ones recovering from health issues
Online shopping
People that keep checking back here for an update
My job
Falling gas prices
The country I live in, its issues and all.
CHRISTMAS AND THE BIRTH OF OUR SAVIOR!!! Let us not forget!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Dec. 8th
I actually did write this post on the 8th, but still had a little bit left to finish on it....
December 8th is a day I dread every year. Today is the 2nd anniversary of the death of my friend, Holly. The beginning of December for me now brings with it a weight. I have felt it both years now, and I don’t realize why until the date hits me. About Thanksgiving is when it starts and around Dec. 1st is when I realize the 8th is around the corner. The odd thing is, I dread it, but usually when the 8th arrives, I don’t think about until the day is half over. Weird how the mind works. Anyways, rather than being all somber and sad, I thought I’d share some memories of Holly in honor of her on this day.
Holly had the cutest giggle, and she giggled often.
We used to scream together while watching NKOTB video tapes. You know, the kind you actually went out to the store and rented that showed footage from while they were on tour and such. Dorks.
Not only that, we knew the moves to Hangin’ Tough.
We were considered “block heads” as in, New Kids on the ‘Block.’ She was Spiral Blockhead and I was Freddy Blockhead. Why? I don’t know.
We sat in the back in 1st grade and always got in trouble for giggling and talking.
We once giggled an entire day in 2nd grade about the color someone colored an elephant tusk.
We went through the grunge phase together. Plenty of flannel to go around.
Holly was THE WORST student driver! I had some good laughs in the back of their suburban while she was behind the wheel. I mean, confusing-the-brake-and-accelerator-type bad.
Holly was supposed to do a reading at my wedding, but the pastor accidentally blew right through it and all we could do was giggle about it afterwards.
Holly and I spent most Friday nights having sleepovers. One such sleepover got us in a lot of trouble and we never forgot my mom telling us “THIS ISN’T FAIR.” Of course, followed by fits of hysteric laughter!
We perfected tall bangs together. Sharing our tips to get them even taller along the way.
Our freshmen year we both decided to drop out of marching band for the fall. We went to the indoor show together and cried our eyes out because we wished we were in it SO bad. (oh, the drama :)
It seems so surreal that Holly is gone. I can't quite wrap my mind around that. Maybe I never will, but I hope to never forget the silliness from our friendship which started in kindergarten. Holly was a big part of my life growing up and I'm blessed to have had her in my life.
December 8th is a day I dread every year. Today is the 2nd anniversary of the death of my friend, Holly. The beginning of December for me now brings with it a weight. I have felt it both years now, and I don’t realize why until the date hits me. About Thanksgiving is when it starts and around Dec. 1st is when I realize the 8th is around the corner. The odd thing is, I dread it, but usually when the 8th arrives, I don’t think about until the day is half over. Weird how the mind works. Anyways, rather than being all somber and sad, I thought I’d share some memories of Holly in honor of her on this day.
Holly had the cutest giggle, and she giggled often.
We used to scream together while watching NKOTB video tapes. You know, the kind you actually went out to the store and rented that showed footage from while they were on tour and such. Dorks.
Not only that, we knew the moves to Hangin’ Tough.
We were considered “block heads” as in, New Kids on the ‘Block.’ She was Spiral Blockhead and I was Freddy Blockhead. Why? I don’t know.
We sat in the back in 1st grade and always got in trouble for giggling and talking.
We once giggled an entire day in 2nd grade about the color someone colored an elephant tusk.
We went through the grunge phase together. Plenty of flannel to go around.
Holly was THE WORST student driver! I had some good laughs in the back of their suburban while she was behind the wheel. I mean, confusing-the-brake-and-accelerator-type bad.
Holly was supposed to do a reading at my wedding, but the pastor accidentally blew right through it and all we could do was giggle about it afterwards.
Holly and I spent most Friday nights having sleepovers. One such sleepover got us in a lot of trouble and we never forgot my mom telling us “THIS ISN’T FAIR.” Of course, followed by fits of hysteric laughter!
We perfected tall bangs together. Sharing our tips to get them even taller along the way.
Our freshmen year we both decided to drop out of marching band for the fall. We went to the indoor show together and cried our eyes out because we wished we were in it SO bad. (oh, the drama :)
It seems so surreal that Holly is gone. I can't quite wrap my mind around that. Maybe I never will, but I hope to never forget the silliness from our friendship which started in kindergarten. Holly was a big part of my life growing up and I'm blessed to have had her in my life.
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