The New List

I found this lovely new blog today. (new to me) And how wonderful it is that Melanie Jacobson is doing a giveaway! She wrote a book, The List. And she is giving a copy away. This giveaway caught my eye because it gave me something to think about.

MY BUCKET LIST.

I have one. It's located all the way at the bottom of the blog. Under all my posts. Maybe this is to keep it a secret, I don't really know. But she brought up that bucket lists don't have to be restricted to things you have to do before you die. That feels like such a long ways away and doesn't feel like I have to try to accomplish anything on it for a while. I need lists that I can see accomplishments. Accomplishments sooner than later.

So, I'm making a new one. (don't get me wrong, I'm not discarding the old one.) This one is:

Things To Do Before My Kids Graduate:

1. Go to Disney World; stay in a hotel in the resort
2. Finish a Triathalon
3. Buy a House
4. Take my kids to visit New Zealand
5. Have my own successful garden
6. Visit Europe
7. Camp EVERY summer
8. Snow shoe EVERY winter
9. Come up with a really spectacular idea
10. Build/create something with each kid
11. Family vacations EVERY year. (more than one)
    

I know that I have 20 years to accomplish this goal, but the last 6 years have gone by super quick. So, the next 20 will go by quickly as well I'm sure.

What would you do?

A New Rule

There is a new rule at my house. Starting Right NOW!

Not at any time is my Hubby allowed to come home in the middle of the day without ringing the doorbell and knocking BEFORE entering the living space. It's NOT funny when I'm standing by the washing machine, and he comes through the door and scares me half to death. I'm still shaking.

With this new rule I reserve the right to scream, punch and kick until I realize that it's him.

When Decorating Can't Cut It. . . . .

What I do when I can't decorate my home. It may not be the most healthy thing to do, but it makes me feel like I created something.

My beautiful Cobb Salad for dinner with honey-mustard dressing:

And my apple crisp:
(I forgot to take a pic when I was finished, this is what you get; deal.)

I admit it. I am an emotional eater. It just makes me feel better. Like I accomplished something.

Decorating Dilemma's

I am at a complete loss. I want pictures and decorations up, but I just don't know what to do. I don't even know where to go for ideas. I have these fantastically large beautiful walls in my apartment that I stare at not knowing what to do.

Any Ideas?

I Do Not Share!

I am quite aware of this personality trait. My Hubby hasn't figured it out yet. There are many things that I am willing to share: the toothpaste, the remote control, the covers on our bed, and even our car; however, I am not willing to share my FOOD.

If I am eating out or eating at home it makes no difference. I do not share my food. Get Your Own. I don't want to split my meal with you.

So, when the pregnant lady has been craving a Beto's breakfast burrito for 5 days, don't bring it home and expect to "have a few bites." Which really means Split the burrito in two. I WANT IT ALL. GET YOUR OWN.



I don't in any way feel this is selfish. I just knew what I wanted. If you knew you wanted some, you should have gotten some. That was a choice that you made. Food is precious to me. (obviously, I'm getting fatter by the second and it's not ALL baby) Leave my meal alone. Thank you.

Melting Madness

The #1 Reason to check your pans before they go into the 450 degree oven:





I let my Sweet Pea play in my pots and pans. I also let her play with the magnets on the refrigerator. She discovered that the magnets will also cling to my pans. I missed one when clearing them off. And I decided I was hungry. The above is the outcome. Oops!

Charlotte Diamond: A Childhood Favorite

Just one of the many reasons I LOVE Charlotte Diamond:



You just can't disagree with that.

Make It Known

I had my first appointment with the Doctor this week. This means we did an ultra sound to find out exactly how far along the baby is measuring. I am measuring 13 weeks. One week less than I thought that I was going to be. (my doc informed me that sperm can hang out for a week. they were just chillin')

Anyway, while the goop was being smeared across my belly with the cold little wand thing, my little babe decided to do some flips. My Sweet wonderful doctor asks,

"Do you want to know what you are having?"

Me: "YES."

Doc: "We usually can't tell by now, but I'm pretty sure this is a boy."

Me: "Are you sure?"

Doc: "We will make sure at your big ultra sound. . . (baby flips over again). . OH. . . HAHHAHAHA. Yup definitely a BOY!"

Apparently my little Green Bean wanted to make himself known. We caught a picture and I got to come home and tell my Hubby he was getting a boy. It was a shock. We both thought we were going to have another girl. But we are excited.

Washing Wonders

Today I was thinking that I could get some laundry rotated while my little Sweet Pea was eating her lunch. I had no idea that washing the clothes was a team event. She was so angry with me. Whooping and Hollering at me. I had to stop. Clean her up. And have her help me.



Who knew that Washing the clothes was so important to a toddler?

Spring Stroller Hunt

Oh the beautiful glimpse of Spring. It didn't smell like Spring, but it sure did feel like it. The warmer weather, the ability to go outside and walk, just wearing a sweatshirt. It was glorious. But alas it couldn't last.

We got a couple inches of snow last night. The wind howled and screamed. And today there is no walking for us. My stroller is unable to maneuver in the slushiness. I have GOT to get me a new stroller. Being couped up inside is not acceptable anymore.

What kind of stroller do you use? why do you love/hate it?