Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Bring it.

Nothing like a family vacation followed by a holiday weekend filled with sloth and cheesecake to get you back on the summer fitness wagon! And oh, how I had fallen. Of course, if you're going to be bad, you might as well be reeeely bad right? (Then again that's probably the same logic that probably turns shoplifters into bank robbers. But you know what I mean.) So I'm starting again today. For reals. And it doesn't help that the older I get the more work I have to do to keep this here body in shape. (I know, boo hoo.) It's not enough to do a little yoga and handweights in the evening anymore, I'm sad to say. It seems I have to beat my swiftly-approaching-thirty-something bum into submission to get any results these days.

And to that I say: It's on.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Feed Me Seymour

Some "Little Shop of Horrors" plants have sprouted up in the garden. Be afraid. Especially if you are a motorcycle-riding, nitrous oxide-addicted dentist.

First fruit salad of the summer! Yummy yummy.

Surfing the web this morning: Why does Al Gore continue to be a thousand times cooler than he ever was when he actually ran for president? Grrr.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

I'm Just Saying...

Running into old high school classmates at a pub after nearly ten years is amusing to say the least.

And that's all I have to say about that. Carry on.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006


Well, we're back and it appears the hostas in our front yard have a plan for world domination:


Also, "1950's Dad" stopped by to mow our lawn:


We are no longer the scourge of the neighborhood. Yay 50's Dad! Love the shorts and black shoes look.

Oh, I kid. More to come later. Because I'm a lousy blogger who only occasionally pops in to post pictures and a few piddly sentences.

UPDATE: Speaking of posting pictures, check these cuties.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Crossing My Fingers

We're heading up to Wisconsin Dells for the weekend in a couple of hours. Maybe this will snap me out of my funkadelic mood. Woo!

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Attention Little People Who Live In This House,

I am not a human vacuum cleaner. Sorry to have to break it to you this way. No matter how exciting the idea is of me sprouting an accordian attachment from my nostrils like the Nunu from Teletubbies, alas and alack it is not to be.


-The Management

P.S. Sorry for the uber-crabbiness. Your real Mommy will return as soon as she regains control of her cold-addled head.

You Give Me Fever

Dear Stupid Head Cold,

Thank you for ruining my Mother's Day. I hope you are happy.

Hatefully yours,


Friday, May 12, 2006

Don't Even Start About Mother's Day Just Being Corporate Hallmark Holiday Because I Have To Take What I Can Get And I May Have To Smack You

Mother's Day is on Sunday! Sooooo.... what's on the agenda?

1. Sleep, glorious sleep.
2. A big ol' breakfast.
3. The squeaky brakes on my car will be "magically" fixed. Don't you just love magic?
4. An uninterrupted chunk of time where I lounge around and read my David Sedaris book. (Preferably outdoors but it looks like Mother Nature is not pro-Milwaukee Moms this year. Stupid nature.)
5. A little gnome will come and finish painting parts in the house that along the ceiling where it is too high for me to reach. (Ok, a very tall gnome. And cute.)
6. Fruity martinis during the Survivor finale.

I would also like to add that there will be no dish washing, laundry folding or poop scooping done by me. (Of course, that probably just means that I will take care of all that stuff the night before, but STILL. None of that on Sunday!)

Monday, May 8, 2006

No Witty Title Today

Jason's been in Arizona for the past couple of days so it's just me and the chipmunks. School days are fine but it's a bit overwhelming being the only parent around on the weekend. Juliana does this thing where after we've played outside all morning and gone to the movies in the afternoon she will turn to me and say, "So Mom, what do you want to do with me next?" Like we've just been sitting around picking our noses all day or something. Jason told me not to get stressed out and I am trying not to. Sometimes though when I've just finished cleaning up a big pile of yogurt on the dining room table only to find that Ava has drawn all over her legs with marker and dumped a full glass of water on to floor it gets a bit hard.

I'm also feeling a bit frustrated because the list of house "wants" keeps growing but we seem to be reaching the bottom of the well when it comes to house funds. I know we've only lived here for four months but there's still so much that I want to be able to do and it occupies a lot of my mind. Too much, I think. Then there are the things that need to be done which won't take a lot of money, but rather a lot of time and manual labor- for instance sanding and refinishing all the wood trim in the house (as well as the built-in china cabinet and some of the doors.) Words cannot express how much I would love for this to be done but unless I grow four extra arms or a clone- not to mention some more upper body strength and a lot of patience- it's not going to get done for a while. A few extra hours in the day wouldn't hurt either.

I spent the afternoon at Steph and Greg's house yesterday and found that Greg is essentially me in male form. We both suffer from the same kind of home renovation anxiety where as you're finishing one project you're already visualizing and obsessing over the next one. I have to say that Stephke's plans for an attic master suite at their home are proving to be a wee bit inspiring. The wheel's are-a turnin'....

Friday, May 5, 2006

Full Bloom



Surprising things keep popping up and growing in my backyard. This week was one of the best surprises so far.

Monday, May 1, 2006

Because I Really am Kind of a Crazy Person

Yes, more paint!


And yes, that's a new sink in there too. Squeals of glee! I'm really, really done painting rooms in my house now. Really. At least I'm pretty sure. If it ever stops raining I'd love to move on to working on our yard. But you know, the rain. It can be hindering to the yardwork. Apparently when it rains I look for things to do indoors and end up repainting entire rooms over again. But this time I swear I'm happy with it. I really am.

In other news, we had our second Saturday in a row out! Have you heard of this wonderful thing they call a babysitter? Well we have TWO of them now. I think I've had a divine revelation.