Monthly Archives: May 2008

Wordless Wednesday

2008 Mommyfest Blog Party – Updated!

Well, here we go…I’m finally moving out of my box and on to the big wide world of a Mr. Linky list.  So far this website has been mostly for my family and friends to read about what’s going on with us.  But I think I’m ready to broaden my horizons, get a little more traffic, and meet some folks online.  I kind of feel like I’m graduating from high school and getting ready for the “big leagues” of college.  There won’t be a  ceremony and I will resist the urge to insert a “Pomp and Circumstance” sound file, but there will be parties!  🙂 

So…my first party is the 2008 Mommyfest Blog Party.  Since I will(hopefully) be getting some new people looking at the site, I’m going to give you guys a run-down of who and what I am.  I am a mother of two hilarious, adorable kids.  Tucker is 3, Emmie is almost 2.  And #3A is on the way, due sometime around Christmas.  (All of our ultrasound pictures and such are filed away as “Baby Numero Uno”, “Baby Numero Dos”, etc.  I had a miscarriage back in November, so we affectionately call the new baby “3A”.)

My husband is a 3rd year pediatric resident, which means that in 48 days he will be a real, live pediatrician.  But it also means that I’ve spent quite a few nights alone for the past seven years while he’s been in medical school and residency.  And as excited as I am for him to be almost done, I’m not sure how I’m going to react to him not being on call at the hospital sometimes.  When will I ever get a chance to watch my super-girly movies and let the dogs sleep in the bed with me???

We are currently living in a city of about 200,000 people.  In just 48 days we will be moving to a city with the population of about 2,000.  It’s my hometown, so I’m excited.  But I think it is definitely going to take some readjustments for all of us!  What?  No Target????  I have to drive how far to go to the movies?? 

Another big adjustment will be leaving the kids I “baby”sit.  They aren’t babies at all any more…2 middle schoolers and a 1st-going-on10th grader!  They were “my girls” before I had kids of my own, and I can’t believe that I only have a week and half left withthem before my new replacement arrives!!  My kids aren’t going to know how to function with out seeing “the girls” all the time!  Who am I kidding?  I won’t know how to function with out seeing “the girls” all the time!  We’re really going to miss them!

I love being crafty in the cut-and-paste-and-create-things kind of way, although I have been known to occasionally be quite cunning and come up with an evil scheme or two.  Just kidding.  Kind of.

I love music.  I sometimes forget how much I love singing with other talented singers until I find myself drawn back into a choir one way or another.  Somehow I’ve managed to neglect this part of my life for the past few years, unless you count karaoke-ing alone in the basement.  No, I’m not a loser.  I am not a loser.  I am not a loser.  If I repeat it enough times, it will become true, right.  Ok, so singingyour heart out in the shower or the car is one thing.  Using an actual mic alone in your basement is a whole different story.  But at least I’m aware of the problem.

I love watching my kids interact with each other when they don’t think I’m watching.  They make me laugh..and I see a lot of my brother and me in the two of them. 

I love Grey’s Anatomy, even though I don’t think it’s as good as it used to be.  Although I’ve not had a lot of things go terribly wrong in my life and I’m not “damaged goods”, my inner middle-schooler-drama-queen comes out when I watch that show, and I relate to Meredith a lot.  I see a lot of myself in her: lacking the balls to get what you want, but not always realizing it.  Lacking the confidence to get what you actually want, but not doing anything about it.  But at the same time being hard-headed and persistant and just trying to live life the best way you know how.

I love Netflix and Tivo and other things that make enertainment cheap and accessible, while not requiring me to get a babysitter.

My favorite channel is Comedy Central because I love to laugh more than anything else.  One of my favorite things about my husband is how much he makes me laugh with his corny jokes and witty remarks. 

I love being a Christian, but I don’t like being fanatical about it.  I am glad that my God allows me to question and search for answers on my own.  I am glad that He nudges me in the right direction when I’m searching for those answers.  I am glad that I have a good foundation that allows me to sometimes stray from “religion” in order to find out what’s most important to me and what my faith really means.  I’m glad that everyone is not like me, and that there are many different religions that allow people to express themselves to the maximum extent.

I love…blogs that are short enough to read in one sitting!  So…happy MommyFest Blog Party!

My bestest friend and side-kick in all those evil schemes I mentioned earlier made note that I didn’t talk about her.  So…here’s a taste of the wonderful Jess:  She makes me laugh even when I don’t want to.  She talked me into getting Netflix, which has been pretty darn exciting for me.  She loves my kids…really loves them and doesn’t complain when they throw up on her or drool on her or get poop on her.  She’s my girly-girl soul mate in the fact that we usually like the same books, movies and music.  We dislike a lot of the same things, too-like seafood and rude, stupid people.  I never have a problem with totally being myself around her.  She belches and farts in front of me, and doesn’t care when I do the same thing!  She is a great teacher who lets her students know that she really cares about them.  And she does actually care about them…I hear lots of stories about them!  She’s a great nap-buddy when you really need one.  She let me fill up one whole room in her house with all of my “crap” when I tried to de-clutter my house when it went on the market.  She loves my dogs-who are crazy, neurotic and psychotic.  I know I can call on her if I need her at 1am.  She sends me flowers.  She’s awesome.  So…that’s my friend Jess..whom I will miss terribly when we move, but who will always be my side-kick.

I scream! You scream! We all scream for ice cream!

But I promise that the reason my kids are screaming and the reason I am screaming are not the same!  They’re excited about the ice cream(really, do you ever out-grow that?).  I’m screaming, “Be careful!  Don’t drip, don’t drip, dontdripdontdripDONTDRI…oh, well…so much for not dripping!”

But today I have found the perfect solution:  Dripstiks.  (Most of you know how much I dislike companies who misspell their name on purpose, but if the product is good enough, I can forgive that minor slip in judgement!)  A Dripstik is a plastic ice cream cone/popsicle holder.  On one end you can put a popsicle stick, the other side accomodates various size ice cream cones.  But either way you use it, it holds in all the drippies!  And it gives the kids a great, big holder to hold onto.  Since I can tell I’m not discribing this very well, take a look at this picture to help you figure it out:

Anyway, when I bought these yesterday, I still had my doubts.  So…we decided to stick to the popsicles-while-wearing-only-diapers rule.  (Hence the semi-naked pictures.)  But, much to my surprize, they worked wonderfully.  Here are a few pictures of my little dipsticks with their dripstiks! 


I realized just now that I haven’t posted any pictures lately.  We’ve been busy-busy-busy, but there haven’t been too many pictures!  But here are the ones I do have: Tucker’s Sports Day at school; some of the kids playing in the backyard-once with water, once without; and some of us at the Green Jackets Baseball game tonight.
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What is a meme and why am I doing this?

My friend over at CityStreams tagged me for a meme. Now, I’m not very blog-savvy yet, but if you’ve even read a few blogs you’ve probably heard of a meme. But I was curious; what exactly is a “meme” (rhymes with “cream” or “dream”)? According to Wikipedia (which, of course is alwaysright), a meme “consists of any unit of cultural information, such as a practice or idea, that gets transmitted verbally or by repeated action from one mind to another”.  So, online at least, it pretty much means a chain letter-type questionnaire that you fill out and post.  I’m not one of those people who usually does the ones you get via email that ask you what your favorite type of ice cream is or what your middle name is.  You change all the answers and forward it to 10 friends.  Just not my thing, really.  But I’m considering making this blog public and joining a blog group, so I thought this might be a way for people to find out a little bit about me.  I probably won’t “tag” 5 others, but you’ll at least get to see my responses.  So…here it goes:

What were you doing ten years ago?
1998…I was a music therapy major at Georgia College, and I worked at a monogram store.

What are five things on your to-do list?
Um…only 5??
1. Clean up, clean up everybody everywhere.  Clean up, clean up everybody do your share.
      (Is it even possible to have a on-the-market house “show-ready” while 2 adults, 2 kids and
       2 dogs live there??)
2. Make sure T-man pees in the pot and not in his big-boy underwear(this is a never ending “to-do”)
3. Go to the bank
4. Cook dinner
5. Take a shower
      (You know you’re a SAHM if you have to actually put “take a shower” on your to-do list!)

What are five snacks you enjoy?
Hummus with pretzel chips, Snickers, Toblerone, chips with any kind of dip, milkshakes

Name some things you would do if you were a millionaire.
I guess the responsible answer would be pay off all our debt(med school is not good on the credit), but since I don’t really have a million dollars, I’m gonna go a different direction:
Build one tree house for my kids, and then one for myself!
Build a theater in my basement.
Build a fun-stocked youth building at my home church: Big screen TVs, comfy couches, game room, prayer room, worship room with full media.

Name some places you have lived.
With the infamous “Kat” at Georgia College, with Courtney in Athens, GA…and now with Marsh.

Name some bad habits you have.
I don’t have any bad habits.
Seriously…saying “seriously” all the time.
Saying “Oh my GOD!” (That doesn’t sound so bad until you hear a 3 year old repeat it!)
Retail therapy.

Name some jobs you have had.
Monogrammer, photo printer at Eckerd’s, medical office assistant(big name for “person who files”), nanny, mommy

Wordless Wednesday

Who needs sleep when we've got love?

One of our favorite albums right now is Jack Johnson’s new CD.  It has a nice, mellow sound.  The lyrics don’t always make sense to me, but he sings it so well that I don’t even matter what he’s rambling on about!  But one phrase I noticed in the song “Sleep Through the Static”(you can hear it  here by clicking on the title of the song), is: Who needs sleep when we’ve got love?

I guess that’s kind of been our catchphrase for a long time while Marshall’s been in residency…but it was nice to hear it sung!  And just about the time we get out of residency(56 more days) and settle into a pattern of “normal” non-resident life and think that we have time again for adequate sleep, we’re going to find ourselves in another situation which will cause us to once again sing this mantra: we’re expecting a new baby around Christmas.  Who needs sleep when we’ve got love? 

We’re excited, and we hope that all goes well.  I’m confident that things are progressing normally because I’ve had more than a few moments of “morning” sickness, usually late at night.  Our first actual OB appointment isn’t for a few weeks, but we’ll post the sono picture for those of you who are interested in that kind of thing.  Tucker kind of gets it.  He says that we should name the new baby “Emmie”, so I’m not sure he’s grasped the concept completely.  Emmie is just as clueless as Tucker was at her age. 

And, yes, the though had crossed our minds to wait a while before telling everyone, considering what happened last time.  But we decided that should we have another miscarriage, it’d be nice to have all those prayers again.  Pregnancy is exciting, and I’m not very good at keeping secrets anyway!  So…check back here for progress reports not only of the pregnancy, but of the kiddos we already have.  They’re quite a trip!  I’m going to try to do better about blogging consistently.  I love to read blogs, but my favorite ones are the ones updated frequently!  Here’s to babies and blogging!