Monday, March 30, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I thought this "Hey, look at me... LOVE ME!" trait was a female thing. Ummmm, nope. Lately my 1 year old has morphed into a complete ham. Check out his new favorite smile.
To be fair, he can be completely adorable when he's not "on." This is his "Mommy is Tickling Me" smile. It's the one I love the most.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
My super-beautiful, devastatingly stylish sister Amanda.
After my first year in college, I saved enough of my summer job earnings and bought my first pair of 7's. I couldn't believe I spent that much on a pair of jeans. It seemed rather ridiculous, but as I stood in front of the mirror I had an epiphany- my thighs actually looked slim! I had finally found a pair of pants that made the freshmen 15 look only like the freshmen 5. It was "beer money" well spent and I wore them like it was my job. They went without washings for DAYS.
My old 7's.
It was all a wonderful affair until I fell in love with Paige. No, Paige was not a Katy Perry, "I Kissed A Girl" college fling, but a pair of fantabulous jeans that give you and an instant butt lift a la Jessica Beil. Those were my official party pants.
After Paige, there was Joe - more specifically Joe's Jeans. I had a long, but casual relationship with Joe. We were together long enough to produce two offspring capri's and a dark bootleg jean I still wear today.
This fall, with the skinny jean trend, I started a new relationship. I have been with "J" Brand for only a few months now, but they have been my most favorite of all. They actually have a zipper up the side of each ankle. How funtastic is that? I thought it couldn't get better than this.
Hillary Duff rocking the J Brand Skinny. Um, no, my legs don't look like that in them, but I still heart them anyways.
Now, please don't tell my fancy jeans, but last week I cheated on all of them. Here's what happened:
I went to Old Navy to pick up some new yoga pants (see, I do save, so take that my Nike and Adidas wearing gym mates). I was already feeling giddy because Noah was with his sitter and I had a Friends and Family 30% off coupon. This must have had me feeling reckless, because on a whim I tried on a pair of jeans. Holy mother of denim - they fit like a glove! They were on sale and with my coupon they would cost me (wait for it....) FIFTEEN DOLLARS. I dropped my overpriced Citizens on the floor and stomped on them - Bad jeans, bad! Bad for making me feel like I needed to spend that much to be cool and fashionable.
I have a new love in my life. It's the Diva pants from Old Navy. If you are in an unhealthy relationship with expensive/oppressive jeans, please, go out and buy some, it will do you a "wealth" of good.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Either way, it's his first (unintentional) spelled word and mama is proud!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Ok, so remember when I said I was having baby fever and dreaming of pink? Well, it took traveling solo on a flight with a screaming toddler to pop the crap out of that silly bubble. Nonetheless, the irony of thinking (aka being freaked out) that I might be pregnant with #2 while flying 30,000 feet up trapped with #1, who had done a #2, (sorry it had to be said) was not lost on this mama.
25 dollars in pregnancy tests and a late period later, I find I am (phew) not pregnant. I celebrated flo's usually irritated arrival with 2 cups of coffee in the morning, a goat cheese sandwich for lunch, and a glass of chardonnay with dinner. Nothing like a pregnancy scare to make you eat up all the goodies you began to think you might not see for a while.
The other fantastic slice of sanity I have found is in the fact that I have finally found Noah a nanny. 2 interviews and a trial watching date over, I feel confident in leaving Noah alone for at least a couple hours a week for some mommy R&R. Noah on the other hand, has grown quite accustomed to my presence and cries each time I leave the room. I just take a deep breath and drive away quickly. Ha ha.
So I am gobbling my free time up like a carb-starved Atkin's dieter. Today I used a coupon I found in the paper and got myself a manny/peddy. Just glancing at my toes makes me feel giddy. Not sure what I am going to do next week on my free morning. Maybe I will got to Target sans toddler. Sounds like heaven, huh?
I guess I must just need a little more me time before the 3am feedings and the newborn narcolepsy sets in again. Until then, I will enjoy my free time (when I can get it) and love the hell out of everyone else's babies. I sure know some cute ones. :P
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Elsa just turned 2, so she's a little older than Noah, but he loves her fiery spirit and sense of adventure.
Just hanging out with these ladies has given me a flare up of the fever - BABY FEVER! I can't wait for pink booties, fairy princess parties and teaching my little girl ballet. Here's to hoping there will be pink soon in my future (no, I am not pregnant, but you guys will be the first to know!)BTW, we are off for a week to visit my parents, where they only have (gasp!) dial-up. Be back with pictures and stories next week. Have a great weekend!