Friday, October 18, 2013

Seven Kinda Quick Recaps

Lately I've been blogging with the consistency of day-old oatmeal. Be it complete coincidence or subconscious control, Friday tends to be my blogging catch up day, so true to follower form I'm linking up with Jen once again.

1. Yard Sale
Eh... we made less than I was hoping for but enough to feel like it was worth the effort. We're selling some of the leftovers on Craigslist, so we still have a few extra dollars rolling in.

^^Rachel and Roscoe were our best and unarguably best-dressed customers. #fannypacks.
^^I was so grateful for Caleb's willing presence- scaring off thieves with his bad-A camo pants and whatnot. And Livi's black Vandy onesie was an interesting sociological experiment- all the men called her a boy, but all the women noticed the pink flowery shoes and correctly identified her as a HER.

2. Rachie's bachelorette!
Love my siturs
Yard sale Saturday night was Rachel's bachelorette bonanza! Though I haughtily claimed to be too grannamushka for that type of thing, I blew the bulk of our recently acquired cash bundle and had a blast. *Chug-chug-chew-sip-shoot-chug*

3. Alabama birthday weekend

Aside from a few dare-to-dream details, the trip could not have gone better. We had a great time.
Friday night we had a ginormous group of seventeen at Boo at the Zoo.
Betty looks a little scared, but I think his tractor's sexy
(photo cred goes to Anna)
Sweet little Rose
(also courtesy of ASP)
Not so sure about this face painting thing
My sweet punkin
(thanks Anna)
Saturday morning we went to the Homestead Hollow Arts and Craft fair. Regretfully, I walked away empty handed, but Mia had the time of her life for this month riding in a wagon and, of course, taking a pony ride.
It was wonderful to spend so much time with good friends and family.
such a great daddy
4. Ohhh-livia
Well, this little slowski has yet to cut a tooth. The crankiness last week was a total false alarm. She has, however, taken on the role of stair master which prompted the purchase of two new baby gates. She's also balancing very steadily, and as of Wednesday she decided to speak. Livi now says dada, mama, baba, wawa, and all the other blah blah blah words. I think she's gonna be that kid who waits until she's good and got it before she does anything.

5. A day in the life of this pet owner
7 AM- Step in cat shat while putting breakfast on the table. Clean up crap. Disinfect foot.
7:15- Harley barfs on kitchen floor. Throw paper towels on top to deal with later.
7:45- Notice Harley barf in our bedroom. Close door. Ignore barf.
8:00- Nurse the baby. Warn Mia not to step in kitchen barf.
8:05- Mia runs through the kitchen and slips on the barf. Wails, gnashes teeth. I stop nursing the baby to help Mia.
8:07-Finally clean up kitchen puke.
8:10-8:39- Continue to ignore bedroom barf.
8:40- Finally clean up bedroom barf. Leave paper towels on top.
8:45- Go get dressed. Set Livi on our bedroom floor. Livi eats puke towels.

6. I was wogging this morning *Oh my gosh, is she talking about running again?!* when Layla called and saved me from myself. With very little convincing, I 180'ed it around, transferred the girls from stroller to car seats, and hightailed it to the park. After an hour of constant Mia monitoring, the six of us tripped it to Costco, picked up some essentials and some impulsives, and then had a delicious and nutritious lunch. It was a fun little unexpected adventure.

7. Caleb is sick and sleeping, so I'm watching the series finale of What Not To Wear. Its amazing and kind of very emotional. I only wish I had a large glass of wine to go with it.

Friday, October 4, 2013

7 QT's- Mia's say the darndest things

Linking up with Jen, cuz you know how we do.

1. Oh good Lord, I ran walked this morning- I'm not even gonna give myself credit for a run since I took about 10 cumulative jogging steps and maaaybe covered a mile- and I feel lucky that I'm not lying dead on the side of the road. I was enthusiastic about a little morning exercise, but by the time I reached the end of our driveway someone had covertly replaced my legs with tree trunks. I plodded to the bottom of Mt. Kill-a-one-mama, and the instant I slowed down Mia began ordering me to "Come on Mom! Run!" Ignoring the firstborn, I slothed it up the hill, but once at the top I embraced gravity and started jogging down. My ambition dealt the kill shot when an invisible hand decided to stab me in the chest. On a freaking downhill jog! Can you even call it a jog if you're just repeatedly catching a fall? Sooo, cramp and all, we cut the whole thing short and just went home. But at least my outfit matched, so... success?

2. On Tuesday we went to Mass, but it was actually just a Communion service and we were late to begin with, so we walked in at the "Our Father." Yikes. I debated not even going, but ultimately I figured Jesus would rather see us execute poorly than not try at all... right? But anyways, on our way back from Communion, Mia stopped at the statue of Our Lady, kissed her toes, and started
L O U D L Y praying "HAIL MAWY FULL OF GWACE...!" I smiled but still scooped her up and took her out with the promise that she could visit the Mary statue outside after Mass. When I told Caleb about it, his suggestion was that I should have let her finish her prayer then and there. But I didn't want to disturb the peace. Thoughts? What would you have done?

3. We're going to a trick-or-treating event at the Birmingham Zoo over Poppee's birthday weekend next weekend, so I bought Mia her Halloween costume on Wednesday. My big fat mommy fail was that I took her with me to pick it out. We had already decided on Mia as Cinderella and Livi as the pumpkin (I already have a pumpkin outfit), but in the heat of the moment Mia decided she wanted to be Rapunzel, casting Olivia as Pascal. (I could just buy this, but you know I'll try to find a green shirt and leggings instead.) The real dealy-o is that now the kid won't take the costume off and its already falling apart since los Temps only buy quality threads.
The bow in front is jacked and the Rapunzel charm fell off, but fear not, Mia has the fix! "Maybe we can use some 'duck' tape to tape dis back on da dress!" Uh, lemme see your neck Mia. It looks a little red. Oh! And the other day she watched a squirrel run away and busted with a "He gone" a la the Duck Commanders.

4. Mia's thoughts on our Halloween zoo-venture? "Let's go see the winos!" Hmm, ok honey. I thought you might want to see the rhinos, but I'm sure we can find a few winos too.

5. In addition to Duck Dynasty and Rapunzel, Mia is also obsessed with "words we don't say." All day long she asks, "Do we say dammit? Oh no? Can we say 'soot'? Dang it? Doo doo?"

6. I think this stair climbing booty shaker is FINALLY getting a tooth! Go, Livi, Go!
7. Yard sale tomorrow! Here's to hoping we sell it all!