Well, yes, I did post on Wednesday that he had turned two, but today was his birthday party.  Oh my goodness!  It was quite the debacle ( Read more... )

Bess-oo.  Tane-koo.  Wahd-ee.  I poop.  My toy.

Indeed, I have been spending the past two years teaching my child to walk and talk... and yes, it's been two years TODAY.  It's his second birthday and I can't even believe it.  He loves Wall-E, Elmo, and Cars (Mater especially).  He likes coo-coos (cookies) and moo-moo (milk).  He wants me to ope ( ( Read more... )

I really, REALLY hate it when people say and/or type 'intensive purposes' when what they really mean is 'intents and purposes.'  As in, for all intents and purposes.

That is all.

I know it's gotten bad when I miss being pregnant.  And for anyone who needs context... I had the most miserable pregnancy ever, morning sickness from week 6 until 7 1/2 months, generalized misery in addition, and carrying around a baby that somehow managed to get hiccups every. single. day.  (this might not sound like a big deal, but trust me when ( Read more... )

So, I have this row of pictures on a sticky board in my cubicle of Sebastian.  They are my ultrasound picture, 5 day, 5 weeks, 3 months, 6 months, 9 months, 1 year, 16 months, and 20 months.  It's so funny because I look at them all (yes, ultrasound included) and I just know they are him.  He has changed so much, but he still looks the same.  And I ( Read more... )

I woke up at 6:30 this morning with a UTI complete with the works: sore back, slight nausea, constant need to pee.  ::sigh::  Now I have to wait until 9:00 for urgent care to open.  Bastages.

I came across this online today, and I thought it was quite... resonant.  I'm not sure how to phrase it.  Perhaps, it held great meaning in its simplicity.  Here goes:

My heart is yours.

My soul is yours.

My strength I give freely, with no expectation of its return.

For you are my anchor in the storm.

My shelter from the rain.

The cradle in which I wish ( Read more... )

So, I got a letter in the mail on Saturday from Jackson National that I have indeed not been chosen for the position.  I was pretty bummed ( Read more... )

So I got a call last week from Jackson National Life wanting to interview me.  I'm pretty excited about this as I have heard alot of really good things about the company.  I'm also excited because generally it just makes me feel good to think that someone is possibly interested in hiring me.  And they have free on-site daycare.  How fricking sweet ( Read more... )

So this week finds me with a very tight budget.  Egads!  I am forced to live a whole week on a strict monetary guideline!  What shall I do ( Read more... )