Things I’ve Learned

Things I’ve Learned

Today, Beanie is three months old.   He’s officially an infant and not a newborn, but don’t tell that to my womb.   It will make her feel so old. In three months time, my entire life has changed.   So has Chris’.   So has Beanie’s.   He’s actually got one now!   (Oh, man.   I crack myself right up sometimes) Yep, things have changed ’round these parts and with change better come some lessons learned otherwise you’re not living fully.   Here are things that I have…

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He’s Baaaaack!

He’s Baaaaack!

We had a GREAT weekend with Beanie and I owe a huge THANK YOU to all of you who commented last week offering suggestions on how to deal with my angry Bean.   We have decided that Beanie was cranky in the evenings because he was so tired from the over-stimulation of daycare and that last weekend when he had his major meltdown, it was because we weren’t sticking to his daycare schedule.   You all also suggested that he might be teething and when I checked his little gums,…

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€¦And They (Sort of) Lived Happily Ever After

€¦And They (Sort of) Lived Happily Ever After

This weekend we were driving home from our monthly trip to BJ’s when Chris said, “I wish we could go to the driving range today.” I smiled and said that, yeah, today was a beautiful day to be outside.   But we both knew that we groceries to get home, a yard to mow, a Bean to feed, laundry to do, a house to clean….and the list goes on. We drove a little further in silence and then Chris said, “We never get to do anything anymore.” I didn’t respond,…

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Winner!!!

Winner!!!

First, let me just say that I’m glad you all got those little arguments off your chest.   Isn’t it so therapeutic to share? Secondly, you people got some ferk’d up stories!   I mean, you made me look normal.   Boyfriends and best friends and ex’s and husbands and 3 year olds and bosses and dogs.   Maybe I should have given away a case of wine instead of a two-bottle tote… It used to be that when I did a giveaway, I had my Dad read all through…

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Geez €¦Quit Flooding Me With Comments, People!

Geez €¦Quit Flooding Me With Comments, People!

Oh, pretend blog friends, I’m so sorry I yelled at you and we had our first fight.   And, holy moly, did you people make up for not commenting!   You can probably not comment for the next 10 years and you’d still be off the hook. But don’t do that.   I’d miss you. Yesterday was so surreal as I read all your comments.   I told Chris it was like all my imaginary friends suddenly just walked in my door.   I mean, knew you guys existed, but…

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Why You Be Like You Be?

Why You Be Like You Be?

Here’s the thing, people.   I think we’re at a crossroads in our relationship.   I feel like I’m giving and giving and giving and you’re just taking and taking and taking.   Everyday I pour my guts out on this blog and then I sit back and pluck my eyebrows while I wait for people to comment.   Well, let me tell you something.   My eyebrows are getting aw-fully thin, people.   Aw-fully thin.   And I ain’t seein’ no commentin’ going on here. I see my blog…

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Free to a Good Home

Free to a Good Home

I’m giving the Bean away.   He’s free to a good home. Underneath those big blue eyes and chubby cheeks is a force to be reckoned with. I’ve already told you a little bit about this past weekend.   How my three month old baby beat my emotions out of me and then told me to suck it up and deal. Don’t get distracted by that big soft belly.   Don’t be fooled by those pudgey little fists.   Beanie has been a pill lately.   Totally and completely.  …

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Ginny, Ginny, Bo, Binny

Ginny, Ginny, Bo, Binny

Ahh…sisters.   As far as they go, you just don’t get much better than mine. I’ve talked about her on my blog before, but let me tell you some things you may not already know.   Ginny has always been the pretty, fun, exciting sister.   Oh, don’t get me wrong.   I’m a hoot and a half.   But parties don’t start until Ginny gets there.   Hands down, she is the funniest person I know.   She’s just a peach. Well, until her senior year of high school….

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Beanie and the Bumbo

Beanie and the Bumbo

“Hey, Mom,” said the Bean.   “What is this thing?” “Its called a Bumbo, Beanie.   It helps you learn how to sit up on your own.” “Oh yeah?” said Beanie.   “Well why can’t I just sit up on my own without the Bimbo?” “Bumbo,” I say.   “And you can’t sit up on your own yet because you don’t have great control over your head.” “What are you talking about?” asked Beanie.   “I’ve got perfect control of my head.” “Are you sure, Beanie?” I say.   “Because…

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