This is the one where I tell you how I did on my 2010 resolutions.....
1. Take better care of myself....Umm, who let me start with this one, I say yes so yes!
2. Become a creme brulee master....Let's see: I ate creme brulee at every restaurant opportunity I got, Lawrence made creme brulee in my kitchen while I sat at the counter and took notes, but I still don't technically have my own ramekins or torch yet....
3. Run 100 miles total this year.....drum roll please.....and the number is....182 miles.
All stories they say, begin in one of two ways: "A stranger came to town," or else, "I set out upon a journey." The rest is all just a metaphor and simile. ~Barbara Kingsolver
Showing posts with label notes to myself. Show all posts
Showing posts with label notes to myself. Show all posts
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Oh The Places We [Won't] Go
Pretty soon I'm not going to want to leave my backyard.
I'll be spending my evenings relaxing under the stars with a marshmallow roasting stick in one hand and tall glass of sweet tea in the other.
I can't wait.
I'll be spending my evenings relaxing under the stars with a marshmallow roasting stick in one hand and tall glass of sweet tea in the other.
I can't wait.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Chats through the Rearview Mirror Vol II
Setting: Driving to daycare, Jason Aldean Big Green Tractor, Blaring on the radio:
Em: Mom, I want to be the back up singer for this guy.
Me: Okay, you better start memorizing the lyrics then. And you need to sing louder.
Em: And maybe sometimes, he could be my back up singer and I could just sing it. Its good to share sometimes.
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Setting: Driving home from lunch on the birthday day:
Em: Mom, next time we go to Subway for lunch can I bring my backpack?
Me: Sure, but what will you put in it?
Em: I think I'll bring some books. You were kind of boring at lunch. If I had a book, I'd have something to do.
Me: Thanks, Em. Love you back....
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Setting: Driving home from daycare the other day:
Em: Mama, I'm feeling a little sad.
Me: What's wrong baby girl?
Em: I'm sad because Daddy loves his chickens more than me.
Me: MmmmHmmm.....welcome to my club sister. (cough) I mean, of course he loves you more than his chickens. Remember how he ate that chicken last year because it was crowing so loud.....He'd never eat you. That's love right there.
Em: Mom, I want to be the back up singer for this guy.
Me: Okay, you better start memorizing the lyrics then. And you need to sing louder.
Em: And maybe sometimes, he could be my back up singer and I could just sing it. Its good to share sometimes.
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Setting: Driving home from lunch on the birthday day:
Em: Mom, next time we go to Subway for lunch can I bring my backpack?
Me: Sure, but what will you put in it?
Em: I think I'll bring some books. You were kind of boring at lunch. If I had a book, I'd have something to do.
Me: Thanks, Em. Love you back....
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Setting: Driving home from daycare the other day:
Em: Mama, I'm feeling a little sad.
Me: What's wrong baby girl?
Em: I'm sad because Daddy loves his chickens more than me.
Me: MmmmHmmm.....welcome to my club sister. (cough) I mean, of course he loves you more than his chickens. Remember how he ate that chicken last year because it was crowing so loud.....He'd never eat you. That's love right there.
Friday, July 9, 2010
This Guy
This guy is my sunshine.
He gives me a reason to wake up with a smile on my face, even though I am 100% NOT a morning person.
and
He told me he liked my hair today.....before I took a shower this morning.
Definitely a Keeper!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Setting the Record Straight
A certain someone in our house is going to be four years old in the not so distant future. We are working on chores. Not consistently mind you, but if she asks to help me clean, I will quick as lightning be back with a brand new sock, Pledge, and a glass of ice cold something (for me of course).
See that cubby on the left? That's for firewood. It's empty since we are trying to encourage Mother Nature to bring on Summertime. Which, I am sad to say, isn't working very well.
And then, this happened:
Em discovered the wood box on her latest rounds of dusting the mantle and has declared that this is her new bedroom.
When she's not eating popcorn and watching movies from the wood box, you will likely find her sleeping in her room.
But, you'll be hard pressed to find her in her bed.
(I actually had the panicked someone has kidnapped my child feeling the other morning)
You'll need to look under the bed
Yep, under the bed. Both of them. Why, because they are practicing for when they can have bunk beds.
Obviously!
This is me, setting the record straight. Twenty years from now, when Em is in therapy for having the worst childhood EVER......someone will need to remind the girl that she CHOSE to sleep in the wood box and under the bed, all on her own.
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