Fucking awesome. And I'll let you all in on a not-so-secret secret. Since before I even had kids, I wanted one of my kids to be a great drummer.
November 30th, 2007 | 
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Can you imagine a pair of jeans that WOULDN'T make these chicks look slim? Seriously, that would be a real feat of engineering. What are they, size 2? Build a pair of pants that makes them look like fatasses and I'll applaud your mad skilz. But this, on the other hand, is just fucking insulting.
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We were out walking today when the boys saw a cross on a hill and shouted "LOOK Mommy, it's PIRATE TREASURE!"
I now find myself in the odd position of hoping that Heaven is highly overrated.
November 21st, 2007 | Leave a comment.
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We go on vacation and not only does Craig go to the grocery store on arrival, but he takes one of the kids with him to give me a break and returns with this for me:
Of course, I prefer Clooney, but the magazine wasn't a bad read :)
November 19th, 2007 | Leave a comment.
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Are you a Drupal goddess? Please go chat with Wendy.
SNORT! (At our house the answer would be "legos")
(And this is probably the last GRIT post until after Thanksgiving. I'm taking a break to do absolutely nothing :)
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Whoa, now that's commitment. My kind of cooking.
Other people suck.
I think I've been to this doctor before.
"We're weird." But I love it!
I've got no answer here. Do you?
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I really heart Kindergarten.
November 15th, 2007 | Leave a comment.
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I love anyone who says this: "I don't know where these facts came from, but they're so gross they have to be legit." Ack.
If I wrote this post it would have been called "Why I hate telephones"
We are all so very glad you are here.
This happened to Craig's underwear one time. Is there anyone in the world who drycleans cotton boxers?
November 14th, 2007 | Leave a comment.
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At some point this morning while dropping kids off at school I wrote a note to myself on my hand. I try not to do that because it isn't the greatest look to sport, plus I don't want my kids to start drawing on themselves (more). But during kid dropoff I resort to it because it is such a crazy time anyway.
So this morning there was something I needed to remind myself of and I wrote on my hand. I wrote "DATE." And that's all. And I remember thinking at the time that of course I would remember what that meant. I mean, it is so obvious, right?
Hmm, no. Around 10am I noticed the note there and thought to myself "What the fuck is this??" And went on with the rest of my day.
I instant messaged Craig that I needed him to talk to Mike's kindergarten teacher at pickup today. He has his first field trip the week after Thanksgiving, and I filled out the permission slip this morning. I wasn't quite sure of today's date, so I just entered "11/ /07" next to my signature. But oops, I forgot to fill it in!
Craig said he'd make sure he finished the form at pickup, and crisis averted. I didn't give it a second thought until later when I was in the car and saw my hand on the steering wheel.
"DATE"
I didn't even remember that's what the note was for when I was doing what I had wanted to remember in the first place! I think I need some sort of brain transplant.
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My life in California with my husband Craig and our sons Henry (6), Ed (5), and Charlie (3). (In older posts I call them Mike, Robbie and Chip, but lately I've been using their real names.) » More
I also write at Try Handmade (new!), Silicon Valley Moms Blog, Mommybloggers and Plain Jane Mom Reviews.
Amazing energy radiates from this print. Bring it into your life and hope that some rubs off.
NOT the best part of BlogHer.
I don't want to be rude (stop laughing!), but frankly Kelly was kind of whory at BlogHer. She really got around.
Wednesday the 23rd - CommentWhy foreign languages make me nervous...
Wednesday the 23rd - CommentDear Mrs. G: I love you. That is all.
Wednesday the 23rd - CommentHoly crap, where do I live?
Wednesday the 23rd - CommentThe LeapFrog TAG is actually pretty cool and is worth a look.
Sounds like a slightly biased question to me, but what do I know -- I have kids plus I wasn't even there...
Wednesday the 23rd - CommentWrap this gorgeous creation around your neck and face the day with style and flair.
Sounds like some changes may be coming to Etsy -- let's hope they're good ones.
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentGetting a migraine at BlogHer? That sucks ass.
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentI really don't understand the extreme BlogHer haters, but Canape diffuses one of their arguments quite handily.
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentBlech, next time just go sit in traffic for an hour and you'll get the same relaxation!
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentLovely jewel-like sparklers on your wrist and your day has to be fantastic.
Finally! I'm excited for you, Suzanne :)
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentI'm looking at you, Suebob!
Never. Ever. Consult Dr. Google. If it's more severe than a hangnail, it is just way too traumatic.
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentThe last reason is the best one -- or at least the one which resonates with me the most.
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentGet some fridge bling and begin to convince yourself of the value of filling your life with The Lovely.
Whoa, I hadn't considered these implications. I hope the hotel staff survived this unique onslaught.
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentStimey was one of the first folks I ran into at BlogHer -- I cut in front of her in the check-in line!
Tuesday the 22nd - CommentSweet, simple, and just perfect for gift-giving, these blankets are unlike typical baby fare.
"If you write a list of things for your husband to complete and add sex at the end of the list, you can rest assured that he will be quite annoyed when you immediately start your period after showing him the list." Snort!
Monday the 21st - CommentThank you Twitter -- about time we got some help combatting Twitter Spammers.
Monday the 21st - Comment"However if you are a man and you want to attend BlogHer, you’re treated like second class citizen, only to be seen and not heard." Srsly? I must have missed that memo. Yawn.
Monday the 21st - Comment"It's like blogging and I went to dinner and has a long talk about our relationship and then came home to have hot, hot sex." - Cecily. I got inspired and filled-up at BlogHer too -- what a ride :)
Monday the 21st - CommentI'm pretty sure this just means that McCain is going to go around giving younguns butterscotch candies.
Monday the 21st - Comment"It's best to secure some alone time for myself than become infamous for spontaneous nudity." - Schmutzie Debatable, but I certainly felt the same way. I adored being able to run up to my room and be by myself during the conference. Truly helped avoid overload.
Monday the 21st - CommentThe thought that I almost missed seeing Redsy at BlogHer is horrifying, but I finally ran into her as I was picking up my car to go home. Better late than never :)
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