Saturday, February 28, 2009

A Planner I Am Not

I'm thinking a trip to the grocery store is in order.

Monday, February 23, 2009


I ordered Cakes this adorable swimsuit. The problem is the way the top is cut. The angle is just a little inappropriate for a 4 year old. I think, I'll have her try it on for Mom and see what she thinks. We were out shopping at Gap today, looking at other suits. I held one up to Cakes to see if she liked it. She said, "No, I can't wear that. It will show my nickels." Okay...So now she has "nickels" on the mind. Not 2 minutes later I turn around to find her dancing in front of a mirror Mardi Gras style!!! Modest, not so much.

Saturday, February 21, 2009


I've been so unproductive lately. This time of year just doesn't do it for me. It's like I'm in a holding pattern. My Mom doesn't get here for another week(can't wait). We are taking a trip the Savannah in March. On the way we will stop and see our dear friends in Charleston who had a baby boy yesterday!!! Welcome Baby C!! Then, the first week of April Hubby and I are going to San Francisco for a week. Little Bro lives there so I can't wait for that trip. Then on the VA for Easter. I have so much to look forward to and should be preparing because once things start happening time will fly. So what am I doing? Sipping Diet Coke and reading blog. We'll call it research I think.
My neighborhood has a twice yearly yard sale. I find myself hoarding stuff to sell. The garage is pretty full right now. Before each sale I tell myself I'm going to donate all the leftovers. Which is super easy because to donation truck comes and gets it all at the end of sale day. Yet somehow I hold on the a tub or so of things I "know" will sell next time. These tubs multiply. A lot. The tax receipt just doesn't supply the same amount of satisfaction as all those quarters I collect after a day a sellin'
I've decided that I will refer to the girls by their nicknames Miss A=Cakes age 4 Miss L=Bean age 2

Saturday, February 7, 2009


Is it wrong to give your child a Slimfast because you're too lazy to make a "real" chocolate milk? Actually, don't answer. I just can't handle the truth.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Lazy Days

It's almost 3 pm and I'm still in my p.j.s. I would still be in bed but for some reason my children seem to think food is a requirement. Silly babies. Not much new has been going on here. I feel like we are just killing time. Anyone else ever feel that way?
I am not an outdoorsy type person. As in I don't even like to be in the backyard. I did feel bad yesterday when Miss A wanted to go outside and play. Not bad enough to actually experience the fresh air mind you. More like the kind of quilt you feel when you buy a new pair of shoes. You know you don't need them, but also know they're not going back to the store. She even tried to get Miss L out there. L flatly refused (I knew I liked her). We ended up playing Barbies instead. Which while still painful after about 5 min was infinitely better then dirt and sunshine (don't worry, I take my vit D). I did realize that many of my fashion choices may have been influenced by my doll's clothing. Not the 80's rocker stuff of course, but many of my old Barbie clothes are CUTE. Strapless black lace cocktail dress, would kill for that in my size. Well 2 sizes smaller. That's a whole different post. So maybe the dolls you play with do shape your personality. If so, those Bratz playing kids are in for a rough ride. Note to self, spring for the tastefull American Girl dolls.