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Whoever said “Silence is golden”…
never knew a 3 year old who was supposed to be taking a nap.
Above: The “Silencers”
Below: Only part of Silent Non-napper’s artistic creation
If one looks closely - one can see little chunkies on those sweet fingers.
“Chunky what?” Nearly an entire jumbo tube of glue stick. Good times…. good times.
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because when I told her the dust was so bad in my house - that it looks like all the ash from Mt. St. Helens landed on my furniture, she perked up and with a jig and jag exclaimed, “Ooh, you could probably gather it up and make it into glass!”
Then she said, “You know, dust is just dead skin cells.”
I gagged. She loves to evoke my sensitive gag reflex. So she kept talking about the dead skin cells. And I kept gagging.
What a friend.
Goody! A list of Downey Downersons:
My Amish Friendship Bread is baking for another 35 minutes… The kids wanted to help make it. I forgot until after they were asleep (thank you Lord they fell asleep). It is day 10, and I had to make it. I am so bummed the kids didn’t get to “help”. This makes me feel like I have ripped childhood joy from their sticky, filthy palms. However, I am keeping one of the “starters” and we’ll try this again in 10 days…
I have a butt-load of emails and phone calls I have not been able to return in a timely manner.
With the layer of dust on my furniture, one might presume Mt. St. Helens blew her top again.
What happens to my hand towels in my guest bathroom? We. Have. Not. Had. Guests. Recently.
I just ate a bowl and a second bowl of Oreo ice cream with a couple of scoops of Jif - cuz that’s the smart thing for a girl to do when she’s packed on a few in the last couple of weeks and has to run in a half-marathon in, like, 10 days. Just keepin’ it real pzeeple.
I am not usually embarrassed at the condition of my home. But I was today. Someone came by who has never been here before. I gave a quick tour. There was not one corner that didn’t have crap piled in/on/upon/around/within it. Not. One. Now, I don’t need a clean house, but there are limits.
I stink. I worked out this afternoon and need to wash off the stank of fitness (all undone due to that double bowl of Stupid-n-Jif I ate a little while ago).
My desk. Oh my heck. You don’t want to know.
Yeah. Blog365. That too. It’s usually not a problem for me, but there are days. This is one of them. I have posted everyday this year, and do I blow it because of stink and dust and paperwork and emails and chaos? I know, it’s not a competition… except I am all about frivolous pressure and adding stress and intensity to my life… because, ya know - my life needs to be “spruced up”.
Watching the finale of Lost now - at 11:20 p.m. (recorded)… I’m feeling a little better now.
Mama-Om has a great idea! Since it is well known across the world-wide-woven-interweb that I am a big fan of “great ideas”, I thought I’d join in. Then, it’s like, my great idea too, yes?
I am grateful for:
…the moonrise over Liberty Bay… for NOT dying on the ferris wheel at a local carnival… for the Poulsbo Pirate because - how funny is that?!… for Costco cakes (the frosting, the no-work for me)… for my husband holding my daughter’s tiny hand and carrying a lawn chair on his back… for Lucy’s tiny preschool toes poking out from under her blanket… Be-still. My. Heart.
I am also grateful for Toddy. If you don’t know what Toddy is, you should. It will change your life. The entire earth of humans should be grateful for Toddy. Toddy is a cold brew coffee, and it is as smooth as just-shaved-legs without the nicks and cuts and not smooth parts… The warm weather is upon us and there ain’t nuthin’ like an ice-cold toddy with a few pumps of vanilla or a few generous squirts of chocolate syrup or both - heh :) … Nuthin’. Like. It.
Lastly, I am so-ever-grateful I noticed the mold growing on the cheese slice before I bit into it.
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…next summer (’09) - THAT is the question.
I can feel the marbles falling out of my brain onto the floor as I type. It’s ridiculous. Simply ridiculous. Isn’t it?
Just weeks ago, I went round and round with myself over the fact I had signed up for any events at all this summer. My half-marathon is in 2 weeks, and I am planning (but have not yet registered) to do an Olympic distance tri in August. At times I feel I want to throw in the towel… and then there are times like this, when I think someone might need to stage an intervention, cuz I got it bad.
Continue reading ‘To Ironman 70.3 Or Not To Ironman 70.3′
In case you haven’t met “Nosie” - go here to get acquainted. It has been a busy great number of weeks since Nosie was born… The story of her inception is long overdue, but I promise it is well worth the wait. Until I am able to creatively put together her story, I would like for everyone to meet her best friend… She lives on the nose of Lisa over at The Blozulfog. While Nosie has been to many wonderful and exciting places, her best friend has been busy experimenting with her “look”, thanks to her good friend Dave, and his nose-ring replacement skillz…
This one is my fave:
Aw heck - I love ‘em all:
Bling, bling! And there she is, Nosie’s best friend… on the lovely face of my friend Lisa - a.k.a. my “Sista’ from anotha’ mista!”
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My Lucy is on the right, and her friend “E” is on the left. “E” was born on the same day as Lucy, at the same hospital as Lucy… just rooms away. Our families didn’t know each other then, but now our girls go to preschool together. This picture was taken at their recent field trip to the local fire department. “E” has become a precious friend to Lucy. It’s important to have good friends - who have your back - even when you’re BOTH only 3…
![](http://www.jennyonthespot.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/dsc_00281-398x600.jpg "\\"E\\" and Lucy")
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My daughter is 3. She is not potty trained. But she tells us immediately after she’s peed in her diaper.
Yup. You know you envy me.
Yesterday, she was having a hard time going, #2. It was such hard work that she fell asleep while sitting at the kitchen table drinking apple juice - in hopes of making the task of “clearing the passage” a bit “smoother”.
When she woke up I suggested we move her to the potty and try there…
Continue reading ‘The Exciting Journey That Is: Potty Training’
It is with great pride, I present to you - a Puerto Rican Fridge!
Swoon. How tropical is THAT? I can almost feel the heat…
Puerrrrto Rrrrrrico. Rrrrrico Suave’!
The Tooth Fairy finally came last night. She He left Olivia 3 crisp ones. After 3 no-shows, he/she needed to play make-up.
After the first time the TF didn’t show, I told Olivia it was probably a busy night for the TF… sometimes lots of children lose their teeth on the same day and there is only so much the TF can do. The next day, I gave her one of the possible reasons Blozulfog left in my comments on my original post,
…a whole kindergarten class in West Virginia lost all their teeth in one day eating popcorn balls so the tooth fairy was a bit overwhelmed…
Daddy told her the TF was nervous to come too close until Olivia got her cast on - she (TF) didn’t want to accidentally bump it. That’s a good one Daddy.
So. Olivia finally got her cast yesterday (ooh - purple!), and the TF finally came. But… BUT… she left the tooth on Mommy’s bathroom counter. I guess she didn’t need that tooth to help build “her mythical and ever expanding all-white tooth castle in the sky”. Olivia said, “Hey Mom! Why did the Tooth Fairy leave my tooth here?”
“Because she’s an idiot … I don’t know. She probably just set it down and forgot to pick it back up. I’m sure she’ll come back for it.” Oh the lies!!!!! Surely my heart is turning pitch black for what I am doing to my children. Black, I tell you, black - the color of evil!
Jen at Daily Mish Mash did some research on the matter of this winged creature that is prone to forgetfulness… She not only found the charming piece of information about “the all-white tooth castle”, but so much more… My favorite point she made is #6, and #5 made me throw-up in my mouth a little. What I appreciate the most about Jen’s post is - I am not alone. Misery loves company. If I have to feel guilty, I prefer to be burning my tongue on a hot cup-o-guilt with a friend.
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