Merry Christmas

This month... this year has gone by too quickly. This has been a wonderful year; a challenging year too as we found our new routine (please note challenging does not been bad). Brad and I had been going down the same path for so long. Our routine had been the same for years. We would get up go to work come home either make something or go find something to eat elsewhere. Run errands, run the dogs. Relax on the couch and then go to bed. We would visit PA, go on one wonderful vacation a year. I would travel with Brad when he would go on a business trip. We enjoyed traveling. And then in the wee morning hours of a day in April it all changed. Our once seemingly stagnant life was jolted. We closed one chapter of our lives and opened a new one. Do I still look back at that chapter? I do. How can I not? They were some of the most wonderful years of my life. But I am so in love with this next chapter. It was challenging, adapting is the key. You learn, and you learn quickly. And then 8 months later you will look back and think what a beautiful magnificent change, and you will smile because your life makes you happy.

Are you watching???

Sundays at 8:00 pm on ABC.

I am in love.

Same creators as LOST. Not the reason why I started watching, I learned that after the fact when I saw Henry eating an Apollo candy bar, and I thought "Hey, that is from LOST." You do have to watch it from the beginning or you will be very confused. So go watch it now on hulu you have until Mid-January then hulu only provides the most recent 5 episodes.

It's good. Real good.

And those who are already watching. Can you love Snow White and Prince Charming any more???

D.I.Ying and baby overload

I am not crafty. The only way I can do a craft is with my SIL, Andrea by my side helping me every little bit of the way. However, this pinterest has got me thinking maybe, just maybe I can be crafty, and possibly can be a D.I.Y-selfer. So I did my very first D.I.Y. project (all on my own). I have been seeing these tutu skirts everywhere. I know they can be easily made. I thought "why not?" And I have to say I really outdid myself. NOT only did I make the skirt, I made the onesie (not the actual onesie but the design) AND the bow.




Of course, there are many mistakes, many. The biggest being the actual onesie. It is suppose to be a Christmas tree, except I only realized after the fact that I didn't narrow it very well, so it looks like a big block with a bow on top. In fact, Brad had no idea what it was. The poor outfit was only worn about 3 minutes before it became a casualty to tonight's dinner of chicken with apples.

The bow. I wasn't even planning on making a bow, but I had all this left over ribbon. And my SIL (Andrea, yes) showed me this cool way to make a bow by wrapping it.

Now, it wouldn't be a project in this house if a dog wasn't victimized or used as a model. The victim, of course, being Dixie. Sweet Dixie, always wanting approval and love so much she is willing to wear a ridiculous tutu. She received treats for the humiliation. Well, worth it really.

T'Was Perfect

It was the perfect night to the chaotic day. It was one of those nights you would read in a Jane Austen book, or watch on the Hallmark channel. The ones that rarely happen in real life so when they do, you much capture it and hold it in your heart forever.

We kicked off Christmas. After a dinner of homemade soup we got cozy around the fireplace (BTW of a very clean house, yes mopped, dusted, AND vacuumed - it makes it that much better) as we sipped our Stephen's Hot Chocolate (the more hot chocolate I drink the more I love Stephen's Hot Chocolate), nibbled on wafers, we read Fancy Nancy to the babe, we read Luke 2. We just sat and enjoyed it. I love Christmas. I really do.

PS I have to make a shot out to my Nanny who is celebrating her birthday today!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

I hope I am as cool as you at 84. I know you are not suppose to reveal a woman's age, and most certainly not your grandmother's. BUT there comes a time that it is impressive to be 84, let me explain my Nanny is a facebooking, Jerseylicious watching, blogger - see impressed?

Alex, "What is Satisfaction"

A good hair day AND make up day (really, when does the EVER happen??). AND a happy/giggly moment with your baby. Simultaneously running into and old crush/flame who ditched you for the popular cheerleader type. Who tells you that he, at 28 years, is still figuring out what he wants to be. Really it's a tie between physical therapy, teaching, possibly becoming an EMT, but there is a fire fighter program that he just heard about from a friend. Also he is bald (yes, I know my husband is bald... but totally different.) Oh, but don't worry he proudly told me he finished ALL of his generals.

Yeah, I can get satisfaction. :)

Really?

I receive my weekly emails about the development of my baby. This week the newsletter was on how to ease your baby's allergies or colds. This picture was in it:

Ummm, yeah. I don't know about your babies, but the Apple certainly does not look like this when I put an aspirator up her nose. She is flailing, she is angry, she is pushing me away, she is crying. If only Parent's Magazine it was that easy to clear out my baby's stuffy snotty nose. Lucky, for us the runny noses only lasted a few days. I am crossing my fingers that is how it stays.

It Takes Effort to be this lazy

It is 10:32 pm (MST) I had to go downstairs for over a half hour now, I am terribly tired and would love to just go to sleep, but it is cold and I am cozy so I am putting it off. So instead of actually taking the one minute it will take, I have wasted 30 minutes perusing pinterest hoping my milk will make it to the fridge on its own (sorry TMI, but really that is the only reason why I have to go downstairs, and now you know that HAVE I to go down stairs and put it in the fridge or else I just wasted liquid gold which took FOREVER to pump). Please tell me I am not alone on this? Who else procrastinates on such things?

Found this gem...

In my photo booth hearts and all. It made me smile.

Really there should be a bajillion posts dedicated to her...

The smoke alarms went off to warn us the batteries need replaced. This is where she went. Gosh, I love this dog.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

From the only kitten I am not allergic to.

By the way, after 40 photos and 15 minutes of me going at every angle making every funny sound I can think of, this was the only photo she looked at me.


I have 39 photos of her like this: