Me: I bet you can’t do one day without teasing me about my clumsiness.
Him: {laughs, shakes head}
Me: You know what, I bet you can’t go one day without making fun of me at all. And that includes my penchant for spilling things, my love of anything supernatural (including werewolves, vampires and aliens), the noise I make when I wake up in the morning that sounds like a dying dinosaur or my current state of giant bellydom!
Him: {silence}
Me: See? It’s impossible.
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This Halloween was a little bit strange, and I can’t quite put my finger on why. It’s usually one of my favorite holidays, definitely ahead of Thanksgiving, and close second to Christmas. I love dressing up, decorating the house, the excitement of the kids when they realize they are going to be gathering a crap-ton of candy, pumpkin patches and themed pictures…but this year, it was all just sort of blah for me. I think my blah-ness could be attributed to many things, the giant basketball I’m carrying around these days, the sleep I’m not getting, the fact that we spent most of Halloween day on the road, which was not very comfortable for me and the giant basketball. But whatever the reason, my grumpy mood was contagious. I pretty much had to bribe Lu to put on her costume, the one she’d spent weeks begging me to buy for her. This was the year I finally let her pick out her own getup, and I was less than pleased with her cheap, glitter shedding, itchy, Sleeping Beauty costume, but I kept telling myself this was about what she wanted, not what I wanted for her. We had about 6 pumpkins to carve, but after doing three, we left the others, totally gutted, but no faces on the outside. I drug Lu outside to take pictures, and that’s when the fit started. She didn’t want to wear her crown and her costume was itchy and she was tired and she wanted candy….blah blah blah. It was no fun.
But then I just gave up. Whatever kid, do what you want. Your costume doesn’t fit and your crown is crooked and our pumpkins are pretty lame this year and your hair is barely brushed and it’s cold…I don’t really care. Let’s just goof off, because I’m over this pressure and honestly, my back hurts and I just want chocolate.
I asked her this morning what was her favorite part of Halloween.
“Trick or treating with my cousins and snuggling with you!”
And that’s what I need to try and remember. It’s not about the crooked crown or the ill-fitting costume or the lack of cute pictures…she won’t remember any of that unless I make a big deal out of it. She’ll just remember that her mom let her wear whatever she wanted for Halloween and she got to eat candy for breakfast. She’ll remember her daddy carrying her from house to house when she was too tired. And she’ll remember her cousins taking her to her first house of the night (not the fact that they whined for 20 minutes that she was too slow).
And plus, when I look back, that crooked crown is pretty darn cute.
Pumpkin Spice Lattes from Starbucks.
The happiness of my day depends on whether or not I obtain one of these on the way to work. Today I did not succeed in getting one. I am understandably grumpy.
Lulu.
She is so awesome, it hurts. She says goodnight and good morning to the belly every, single day. She thinks movie night is the best idea ever. She begs for hot chocolate. She hates pants. Especially jeans. She thinks that the fact that she sang “Old MacDonald Had a Farm” loudly with her fingers in her ears is what fixed the weird clicking noise my car was making. She asks me daily if I’m happy that she fixed my car. Then she says it’s because she’s a fixer girl, but excepting cars, she can only fix small things. Her favorite music genre is currently anything that was on Broadway or has a showtune vibe. She knows all the words to “Express Yourself” by Madonna (thanks, Glee!). Last night, Trent and I decided we were both so tired that we’d all just crash in our big bed together. The conversation went like this:
Trent: I love you, girls.
Me: I love you both, too.
Lucy: I love the TV in your room.
She’s awesome.
Voting.
I voted via mail in ballot last week, just to try it out, but everyone will get the opportunity next week. Work out those constitutional rights, people!
The All Songs Considered 24 Hour Music Channel.
To celebrate 10 years on the air, the amazing group down at All Songs Considered created a 24 hour stream of all the music that has ever been featured on the show. Commercial-free, excepting random stories about the show throughout the years, and full of awesome tunage, this is definitely awesome.
Glee’s Rocky Horror Episode.
There are so many things I loved about this particular episode (best tribute ep so far, in my opinion), but let’s stick with the fact that Uncle Jesse John Stamos did a Meatloaf song. And he KILLED IT. And his dance moves seemed mildly reminiscent of his Jesse and the Rippers days (anyone else notice the “Elvis” or when he jumps off the drumset at the end?)…truly, fantastically, awesome.
33 Weeks.
Holy. Crap. Technically at 36 weeks you’re full term. So, this baby could come in three weeks. Granted, I seriously doubt that, but you never know. Yesterday I realized that next week is November. And when it’s November, that means that I have a baby in the NEXT MONTH. I need to buy some diapers. Crap.
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Such a Tease
/0 Comments/in Blond, Trent /by MeganMe: I bet you can’t do one day without teasing me about my clumsiness.
Him: {laughs, shakes head}
Me: You know what, I bet you can’t go one day without making fun of me at all. And that includes my penchant for spilling things, my love of anything supernatural (including werewolves, vampires and aliens), the noise I make when I wake up in the morning that sounds like a dying dinosaur or my current state of giant bellydom!
Him: {silence}
Me: See? It’s impossible.
The Crooked Crown
/1 Comment/in Grumples, Lucy /by MeganThis Halloween was a little bit strange, and I can’t quite put my finger on why. It’s usually one of my favorite holidays, definitely ahead of Thanksgiving, and close second to Christmas. I love dressing up, decorating the house, the excitement of the kids when they realize they are going to be gathering a crap-ton of candy, pumpkin patches and themed pictures…but this year, it was all just sort of blah for me. I think my blah-ness could be attributed to many things, the giant basketball I’m carrying around these days, the sleep I’m not getting, the fact that we spent most of Halloween day on the road, which was not very comfortable for me and the giant basketball. But whatever the reason, my grumpy mood was contagious. I pretty much had to bribe Lu to put on her costume, the one she’d spent weeks begging me to buy for her. This was the year I finally let her pick out her own getup, and I was less than pleased with her cheap, glitter shedding, itchy, Sleeping Beauty costume, but I kept telling myself this was about what she wanted, not what I wanted for her. We had about 6 pumpkins to carve, but after doing three, we left the others, totally gutted, but no faces on the outside. I drug Lu outside to take pictures, and that’s when the fit started. She didn’t want to wear her crown and her costume was itchy and she was tired and she wanted candy….blah blah blah. It was no fun.
But then I just gave up. Whatever kid, do what you want. Your costume doesn’t fit and your crown is crooked and our pumpkins are pretty lame this year and your hair is barely brushed and it’s cold…I don’t really care. Let’s just goof off, because I’m over this pressure and honestly, my back hurts and I just want chocolate.
I asked her this morning what was her favorite part of Halloween.
“Trick or treating with my cousins and snuggling with you!”
And that’s what I need to try and remember. It’s not about the crooked crown or the ill-fitting costume or the lack of cute pictures…she won’t remember any of that unless I make a big deal out of it. She’ll just remember that her mom let her wear whatever she wanted for Halloween and she got to eat candy for breakfast. She’ll remember her daddy carrying her from house to house when she was too tired. And she’ll remember her cousins taking her to her first house of the night (not the fact that they whined for 20 minutes that she was too slow).
And plus, when I look back, that crooked crown is pretty darn cute.
Things That Are Awesome
/2 Comments/in Blond, Happiness, Lucy, Pregnancy /by MeganPumpkin Spice Lattes from Starbucks.
The happiness of my day depends on whether or not I obtain one of these on the way to work. Today I did not succeed in getting one. I am understandably grumpy.
Lulu.
She is so awesome, it hurts. She says goodnight and good morning to the belly every, single day. She thinks movie night is the best idea ever. She begs for hot chocolate. She hates pants. Especially jeans. She thinks that the fact that she sang “Old MacDonald Had a Farm” loudly with her fingers in her ears is what fixed the weird clicking noise my car was making. She asks me daily if I’m happy that she fixed my car. Then she says it’s because she’s a fixer girl, but excepting cars, she can only fix small things. Her favorite music genre is currently anything that was on Broadway or has a showtune vibe. She knows all the words to “Express Yourself” by Madonna (thanks, Glee!). Last night, Trent and I decided we were both so tired that we’d all just crash in our big bed together. The conversation went like this:
She’s awesome.
Voting.
I voted via mail in ballot last week, just to try it out, but everyone will get the opportunity next week. Work out those constitutional rights, people!
The All Songs Considered 24 Hour Music Channel.
To celebrate 10 years on the air, the amazing group down at All Songs Considered created a 24 hour stream of all the music that has ever been featured on the show. Commercial-free, excepting random stories about the show throughout the years, and full of awesome tunage, this is definitely awesome.
Glee’s Rocky Horror Episode.
There are so many things I loved about this particular episode (best tribute ep so far, in my opinion), but let’s stick with the fact that
Uncle JesseJohn Stamos did a Meatloaf song. And he KILLED IT. And his dance moves seemed mildly reminiscent of his Jesse and the Rippers days (anyone else notice the “Elvis” or when he jumps off the drumset at the end?)…truly, fantastically, awesome.33 Weeks.
Holy. Crap. Technically at 36 weeks you’re full term. So, this baby could come in three weeks. Granted, I seriously doubt that, but you never know. Yesterday I realized that next week is November. And when it’s November, that means that I have a baby in the NEXT MONTH. I need to buy some diapers. Crap.