Enjoy ... it is super cute ... now I just need a laptop!
But ... before I do I want to make sure my choices are perfect for her! I have some questions so that I can get to know her better! I already love her name ... it has special meaning to me!
Here are my questions:
1. Besides pink and green ... what other colors do you like?
2. What are your favorite things to do?
3. Where do you shop and what are your favorite things to buy?
4. Do you have any hobbies?
5. What is your monogram? (Don't forget I can monogram for free!)
6. What was the last meal you had?
7. If you had a free weekend and money was not an option ... where would you go?
8. What is your favorite thing to wear?
9. On a scale of 1 to 10 ... how preppy are you?
10. On a rainy day ... what do you like to do?
I may have mentioned it ... but I am super excited! This is way too much fun!
Check in tomorrow ... I have the S-E-X post for you! And Wednesday is the 100th post and I have something special planned for that one!
Have a great one ... MPM
Ok ... so, I have had a dried boxwood wreath on my front door for a year now. About a month ago I noticed that one section of the wreath was missing. After staring at it for a while it occured to me that it was being used by the birds in the yard for their nests. Although this is very sweet and all it was not working for me. My fabulous boxwood wreath was being torn apart. So ... I needed to find a new wreath. At a local boutique of sorts I found a unique wreath to replace my sad, torn up favored one. It is square and made of fake boxwood. It is a good fake and I adore it. After shelling out more than I should have, I brought it home and promptly hung it on the door. It looks great and my plan is to adorn it with monthly plaid bows to reflect the holidays. Great plan ... eh?
So ... two days later as I am coming down the stairs I see a bird sitting in my new fake wreath. Seriously ... she is sitting in a fake wreath! Does she realize it is fake? By the end of the week she has completely moved in nest and all. This bird has built a nest in my new fake wreath. So that was about two weeks ago. Currently we have five eggs in the nest. Every day she lays another egg. Now I am not up on birds and their mating. My bird knowledge is slim and is limited to the most brilliant of birds and their names. That is all! Do they mate once and she lays an egg a day or does she mate every time she lays an egg. Because if the second is true the small brown bird who has taken up residence in my fake wreath is a hussy!!! Lawyer and I are skimming the internet for a photo to identify our mama bird. Currently he thinks she is a finch and I think she is a wren. Her eggs are bluish green with a few brown spots.
So ... get back to me on the mating thing. What do you know? If I do in fact have a hussy for a renter I will laugh out loud. Considering this week we had to break the S-E-X talk with Little Lawyer. That my dears is a whole new post!
BEWARE OF JACKASS!
I did not know Lawyer had stopped in for lunch! Hee Hee!
Even better ... last week I got cut off by a scary little car and as she pulled in front of me I saw her bumper sticker ...
Now that is one I need. But not so sure it will go with the burberry monogrammed floor mats and the monogram on the back of the Yukon XL ... your thoughts?
My last thought is about a neighbor of mine. Yesterday it was 70 degrees here in Atlanta. My outfit consisted of a brown pleated skirt from Old Navy, turquoise perfect tee, brown cardigan, gold Haviana flip flops and lip gloss. Her outfit ... a long sleeved black t shirt, stone pleated khakis, merrells and a red puffer vest. Something is way wrong with this picture. Sweet girl ... I do not claim to be up on the weather, but please girl put the puffer vest in the "winter" section and move on to spring!!!
Oh, and that UTI ... enough "clear" liquids and you will forget the pain. I promise!
So here is the story from the last two mornings ... you tell me what you think!
6:00 am - wake up Little Lawyer, he gets in the shower.
Wake up Lawyer. (Seriously - he is 47, right?)
6:15 - Little Lawyer is out of the shower and he gets dressed and makes his bed.
6:30 - Little Lawyer is down stairs getting the rest of his Target (gifted class) stuff ready for the day. I wake up Little Mister and get him ready. I also wake Lawyer up again. He still does not get up. Babycakes is up and wanting milk, clothes and all the love! Lawyer is STILL asleep.
7:00 - I am now getting breakfast for two and warm milk for Babycakes. I am also keeping Little Mister on task and making two lunches, two snacks and repeatedly sending Babycakes back in the den to rest and watch TV.
Lawyer is still upstairs in the bed and pissing me off!
7:15 - I finally get Lawyer out of bed as I am getting ready to leave with the boys. He comes down stairs, starts the coffee and then goes in the den to lay with Babycakes on the couch. Oh, now I am heated!
7:20 - I leave with the boys. On the way there Little Mister has some sort of breakdown and decides he will not get out in carpool. And, he doesn't. I pull over, spend 20 minutes trying to convince him to get out, but yet no go. He is bawling and completely beside himself. Finally at 7:45 I give up and drive him home.
7:50 - I return home and Lawyer is all confused. Why is he here, why is he not at school, ya, ya, ya.
The rest of yesterday I will leave out. We got into a fight where I pointed out the fact that they are "our" children. We need to get them ready together, I need help, we have a special needs child and I can not do this alone! Two in the kitchen in the morning would allow me to head off any problems that arise and get him off to start his day in a positive way. He just looks at me, says nothing, gets a hot shower, probably poops three times, has a HOT cup of coffee and heads off to work at 9ish. He does convince Little Mister to go to school, but he is off schedule and there will be no way he will not be confused and end up the day with a green light. (He came home with yellow) I am still pissed when he leaves and the send off is not the best!
At some point during the day I decide I am going to be sleeping in today. He can get up at 6, get them all ready, go without a hot shower and hot coffee and then at the end of the morning when he is totally frazzled we can talk and figure out a way to compromise!
So ... fast forward to today!
6:00 - Alarm goes off and I wake up Lawyer and then go back to sleep.
6:30 - The boys are up and Lawyer is still in the bed. He gets up, goes down stairs and I go back to sleep. Oh, this is nice. The bed is warm, it is quiet and I am loving it.
6:55 - Lawyer comes in and wakes me up. His comment ... "Are you getting up or are you the Daddy today? That won't work ... we can't both be the Daddy?" Ok ... WTH? Is this written some where? They just lay low and we immediately punch in and the chaos starts. "The Daddy" - what exactly does that mean? How in the hell does he think he can just not pitch in and watch me run around, completely stressed out and do nothing? Oh, now I am pissed?
7:08 - Little Lawyer comes in followed by his little brother. Neither is dressed, beds aren't made and one of them (the little one) is pitching a fit stating he is not going to school. No Daddy and this is clearly not working. I get up and hit the ground running.
I get them focused, dressed, one bed made, fed, one lunch made, two snacks, one on the bus (on time) and Lawyer drives the older one to school. Of course while I am getting those whole scene together he is walking around in a fog, has probably pooped and now is pouring his coffee.
Now ... I ask you divorce, death or do I get drunk?
Not good at all!
Well ... I may or may not have ordered pizza from them two nights in a row. I am trying to make myself feel better about taking the easy way out. Plus a slice of pizza with raw carrots and a fresh fruit salad is a great meal.
I swear it is!
Of course we were blessed! This is all downtown and we live in the burbs. But, I am so sad nonetheless. So much yuck to clean up ... and more storms are headed to us in about three hours.
But, I am cozy in my velour pants, t shirt, black flip flops with a venti nonfat latte from the Lucky Buck. YUM!!! Very cozy and the kids are on movie number one. Sky High ... cute movie! I also can recommend Nancy Drew ... another cute one. The boys loved it ... the sleuthing and all. I loved Nancy Drew, of course.
Oh, and did I mention my basement floods during very hard, long rains (not a lot, but enough), Little Mister HATES the rain (so now so do I) and Lawyer is out of town. Oh well, it is what it is and at some point the venti latte will turn into venti white wine!
So ... ten minutes later the storm is still very much alive and I am SOUND asleep, laptop and all. No snuggles!!! I did not even give him a hug or kiss goodnight. I was completely asleep. So, when the kids arose this morning at 6 ish with yet another storm ... he was already up and checking delays at the airport. When he came back upstairs and said good morning (being really sweet) I felt the need to apologize for passing out. I mean I know it was a long week and all, but the man is leaving for eight days.
So I ask him if he will be needing cash before he leaves. You know for the high priced hooker he will be calling in Texas. So ... his comments?
$4300? ... Isn't that what he paid her?
Do you know how much TV stuff I could buy with that $4300?
We could get an enormous TV plus an xbox and chairs that vibrate with the game.
My media room would look amazing!
Do you realize she got $4300 for about 20 minutes?
That means she makes $12000 an hour.
For sex? Seriously?
You would have thought we were having some big deep conversation. But no, I was just listening to him complain about how much people waste their money. Atleast I know he will not be spending all our savings on hookers. Now ... if he can find one for $20 I might have worries. But this is 2008 and they don't work for pennies anymore. So ... I am safe!
Also, I am thinking Clemson Girl has a point ... her weekend sucks! The only thing that may improve it would be a rainout. Unless she is the kind of mom that likes to sit outside and watch baseball. Which is totally ok, but I would rather stay home in pjs and watch too many movies and eat way too much popcorn. I am not a fan of baseball, it is swimming for us. Did I mention that is our plan for tomorrow? Not the swimming, the doing nothing. I am thrilled! After we drop Lawyer off at the airport we are planning a little am drive thru for the kiddies, a Lucky Buck for me and then a closed garage door and in the pjs all day!
Check back Clemson Girl ... I will have your photo very soon ... Have an Amstel Light for me and I will have some wine for you. Cheers!
Another bad day yesterday ... not worth discussing or thinking about, but these are the things I must have faith in ...
1. I am in the 15% of couples who make it. Statistics say 85% of couples with a special needs child split up. I must belive I am not that couple. Even though I do want to kick him out atleast once a week.
2. My 11 year old troubles are just hormonal - he does not really hate me and want to move out. One day he will come to his senses and adore me once again.
3. Little Lawyer's anger toward Little Mister is normal. Any older sibling of a special child has some anger. Mine just choses to express it ... ALOT.
4. Babycakes love to be naked is not going to make her a stripper one day. I do not need to hear one day that she is a call girl and is taking money from the governor of New York. I mean, have you seen him?
5. I will not be this tired forever.
6. Drinking wine in front of my kids will cause them to think I am awful. (Little Mister did tell me "Don't drink drugs Mom!") One glass is really not alot ... did I mention it is a really big one?
7. I will once again have a housekeeper and the house will once again be clean on a regular basis.
8. My faith in God will be apparent to my kids. I will leave them a positive legacy to pass on to their kids.
9. Little Mister will continue to make progress and not one day have some strange set back and never improve again.
10. Giving up gluten with Little Mister will make me one Skinny Bitch!
That is all I have for today. I have once again misplaced my coffee. June Cleaver and I were talking yesterday about how we want nannies. Not really to take over our roles, but to free us up to deal with the things that arrive. Can you imagine? When one kids shows their fanny you could deal with just the one with the issue and not all three at the same time. It would be magical. But it is just a dream...
Off to find my coffee ... MPM
We (ok me) decided that we liked the armoire that the neighbors were disposing. So ... Lawyer and I went out at crack thirty one day with the Yukon and recovered it. Now it sits in my garage. I have not found a place to use it and I am thinking I need to discard it. Can't really just put it out on the curb can I?
In my next life I come back as a man. Lawyer gets up this morning at 6 ... wakes all of us up and then proceeds to climb back into bed and attempt to go back to sleep. WTH? Really ... get your but up and pitch in!
If I find two very ugly chairs, pay to recover them and now they look completely fabulous ... was it really better to buy all new?
If we don't eat in my car why does it always look trashed and always has some random snack on the floor?
How do I explain to Little Lawyer that his crazy outbursts are really just his hormones? Cause he looks at me like I am the hormonal one!
Why, why am I always forgetting things? I write everything down! But then I forget it? WTH??
At what age do you get hungover for just looking at the cocktail?
Where did I put my coffee ... oh, great!
Do we know for sure ... is there one fabulous baby in there ... or two?
So ... the mermaid boobies? Ok ... here is my story! My outfit for the night included a white tunic. I was wearing a tank with a shelf bra so I would have no bra to show through. But because the tank was not the thickest one I own I added some petal pasties that I had picked up at Walmart. They are awesome! These petals cover up the nipples and then you have a completely seamless look. None of that scary "headlight" issue going on! Well ... when I returned home hours later and proceeded to undress for bed, Lawyer is standing in the bedroom surfing the internet. We are chit chatting about the night and all of a sudden he starts freaking out. Where have you been, what was the plan for tonight ... ya, ya, ya! WTH ... and then I realize ... I am standing there basically naked with the petals still on. LOVELY!!!
The best part? I had set them on the bathroom counter to put away properly when I was not so "out of it" and Babycakes found them first thing in the am. She is prancing around downstairs wearing her "mermaid boobies". He was not happy with me AT ALL. Oh, and it would have been better to be all nipples all night? I think not!
So ... strict organic mommy makes one exception on Saturday mornings! Secret Saturday Cereal!!! The kids wait all week for this treat. Currently we have two choices ... Lawyer's Captain Crunch or the kids Fruit Loops with marshmellows. So Lawyer pours Babycakes a bowl of cereal and sets it on the table. She looks into the bowl and up at him. She says "That is not secret cereal." He says to her ... "ofcourse it is." Her comment ... "but where are the marshmellows?" Lawyer ... don't be thinking you can be lazy and just get out one box and pour it into two bowls ... she's too quick for that one!
Lawyer's comment ... what did that set me back ... $200? No, dude $5!!
Ok ... to update ... Little Lawyer's interview went amazing yesterday. He has the ability to turn on the charm when he wants to impress. We will hear back on April 7 ... only 29 days to wait!
Got my hair done yesterday at Hair Girl's salon. Looks fabulous ... love the new highlights! The blond and carmel look great with freckles. Very happy! At dinner last night Lawyer says ... "did you get your hair streaked today?" Streaked? What the hell kind of compliment is that? That will not get you some loving!
I bought a antique tole tray on ebay the other day. The tray cost me $4.99. This was shocking considering I usually pay 40 to 60 maybe more. I have them all over the house. Really ... I mean all over!! It came yesterday and I was shocked ... you will be too! I will post the photo later today. Beware this one is a shocker!
Super cute, heh?
And then at Old Navy ...
I am ready for a little snooze before the boys come home to rest up. Post more later ... I also got some adorable enameled bangles and scarves. Can not figure out how to post all the photos at one time. I still speak only a little blog.
Since I had a uterine ablasion in October I am no longer visited by the monthly friend. Not at all ... not even a swipe! This is great and I love it but I am beginning to think that I still should be counting the days. That way I will know when my estrogen drops and the blind crazies are coming. Maybe then I will not think I need to be committed. This has been the hardest three days. This weekend has been filled with out of body experiences. You know the kind that you think about later and wonder ... what the hell did I do? I have lost it more times than I can count and finally crashed yesterday on the floor in my closet. (It was the only quiet place) June Cleaver swept in last night with kind words, a big hug, something to help me sleep and an I love you! Who could ask for more ...
Today I am feeling ok, but not great! I am hoping a day at home folding laundry will do me some good. That is if Lawyer and his constant questions don't wear me out.
Say a little prayer that it is just hormones and all will be well in a couple of days! MPM
Lipstick Jungle ... I just grow more and more in love with Kirby! I adore him. So ... does anyone else think Nico's husband is having an affair with his student. And why is Victory so in love with Charles ... he seems quite dull to me. I am liking Victory's boyfriend more and more ... maybe it's just his money!
Is it wrong to secretly go see a movie that you are scheduled to watch with your BFFs and just not tell them you already saw it? I mean it is The Other Boleyn Girl ... how long am I supposed to wait?
5:00? Can it be 3:00 or even noon on some days?
Bertoli frozen meals ... anyone else like these? Hair Girl mentioned them to me the other day and I just sampled one ... delicious!
So why did the Lucky Buck close the other night? "Kate's" latte tastes exactly the same? And yours?
How much monogramming can one girl do to her car? I already have the monogram on the back and now I have monogrammed floor mats in the front seat. Can I possibly add a monogrammed mat for the tail gate area too?
Why do I think the gas at the Quik Trip is better?
Why does all the food I get at Trader Joe's taste better?
And lastly ... did anyone else cry in Juno ... my friends are divided ... some did and some didn't. I ofcourse cried! And I am not ashamed to say it!