Monday, January 12, 2015

One Year Check-Up

We have just returned home from The Tater's one-year check-up.

Yes, he's now older than a year.

And good grief, he was horrible during the appointment.

Probably not his fault since it was nearly lunch and nap time.

I vote we never do that again.

For posterity, here are his measurements:

Height:  32 inches
Weight:  24.75 pounds

He is walking, squatting, and has recently cut all four of his molars.  What an outstanding experience that was - three weeks of whining and crying followed by two more weeks of excessive slobbering, fevers, and bum-blistering diarrhea.  Awesome.

He is waving goodbye at least every ninth time we ask him, pulling everything that he can reach down on top of him, and generally annoying his sister with his insistence that he be included in all attempts to play anything.

He is also toting around anything and everything he can find, which is why the remotes are always in the kitchen and my phone is usually stuffed in the couch.

He thinks any time we are in the kitchen that he should be held up to see what's going on - it's either that or him pulling down your pants and squealing.

He is still nursing a couple of times a day but is pretty thrilled with almost any food he is given.  Especially taco soup.  And french fries.  And crackers.

Monday, December 29, 2014

It's Raining, It's Pouring...

One of my goals for the new year is to take pictures with my actual camera.  Instead of my phone.  Good grief, I may have set myself up for failure, but I'm sure gonna give it my best.  I even started early (and then had to edit out all of Tater's snot trails from his nose to his mouth...awesome)!  

Saturday, December 27, 2014


Christmas is officially over.

And thank the Lord for that.  I swear to you, Carolyn has been talking about Christmas non-stop for about ten months.

Tate had no idea what was going on, but Carolyn ripped open every, single one of her presents and then shouted, "This is the BEST CHRISTMAS EVER!  This is what I always wanted all my life!"

Her Christmas revolved around Anna and Elsa Barbies (when will Frozen ever go away?  WHEN?!), some My Little Ponie stuffies, and a red cape, which she refuses to wear because it is not blue and Elsa's-cape-is-blue-not-red-this-makes-me-look-like-Mother-Gothel-from-Rapunzel. 

I only have a few pictures, which is fine, because Tate is/was cutting three molars and has been sicker than a dog and I woke up Christmas morning feeling like my chest was going to explode.

It was out-freaking-standing.

This is from the church Christmas party - Carolyn waited in line by herself for an entire 45-minutes to see Santa.  It was the highlight of her life.

Every year, my friend Grainne sends us a new ornament for our tree - these are my two favorite.  The awesomest thing about this year's tree?  We totally got it early and put it up and then two days later, if fell over and smashed a bunch of the ornaments and then spent almost two entire weeks just propped up against the wall while I waited for help putting it right and praying that neither of our kids would be smashed by it.  In the end, I think we had ten ornaments on it total and the star was wonky until today when I ripped everything off and put it back in the box.

We attempted the nativity.  It's super hard when you only have three participants (and one narrator), especially when the angel's main purpose is to keep the shepherd from ripping Baby Jesus out of the manger at every opportunity.

Carolyn bought Husband an action figure for Christmas so he'd start playing dolls with her.  She came up with the idea all on her own and even picked out The Hulk for a good reason - he is already naked, so her naked Barbies can marry him, no problem.

After nearly 8 years of marriage, Husband requested a wedding band.  Uh....say what?  Bless his heart, he's never worn jewlery in his life and is having a hard time getting used to it.

And finally, and most importantly, we finally were able to replace our old rusted out, falling apart charcoal grill.  As soon as we figure out how to use this one, our lives are going to go from good to OUTSTANDING.

Obigatory Jamberry Post

I continue to sell Jamberry - but even more than selling it, I wear it.

And hoard it.

Because I now have a problem.

At least once a week, I thumb through my wrap collection like a miser and plan what I'm going to wear next.  And I hope that no one calls that TLC hoarding show on me.

It's sad.

And more than a little pathetic.

In fact, I'm such a Jamberry geek, I bought myself a pull-over Jamberry jumper and then took a selfie of myself wearing it.  And selfies of every, single mani/pedi I've done.

(For the record, I still hate the words "selfie", "mani", and "pedi".)

But hey, it makes me happy.

And, I do always look fabulous.

I've even branched out and tried some of the lacquers, which I swore I'd never do because who wants to go back to that crap when they wraps are so fabulous?!

PS  If you are looking for the fastest drying, longest lasting lacquer you've ever tried, this stuff is for you - one coat and you're done.  I even timed it once and by in just longer than 4 minutes, it was completely dry.  For real.

Here's a sampling:

Shameless plug:  if you want to order, let me know!  They are still having the B3G1 one sale, they just released Valentine's, St. Patty's Day, and Easter wraps.  Here's my website:

Pictures from my Phone

I am so far behind.  Like so far behind I feel like if the new year comes and I am not caught up, it'll never happen.  Ok, so not that far behind, I guess.  But it is December 27th and how on earth has it been two months since Halloween?  HOW?!

We've been sick.

Tater turned one.

We had Thanksgiving where I made the ENTIRE DINNER all by myself for the first time EVER.

Our laptop totally crapped out - probably because we have two kids and no where to hide the thing.

And then December  And it's the 27th all the sudden!

Carolyn has also entered the stage in her life where she doesn't think I should take pictures of her.  So I have very few.

Anyway, I thought I'd start with a few pictures because I know how to get those - which is not the case with anything else.

Friday, December 26, 2014


I always say that fall (AKA two weeks at the beginning of December) is what makes living in Texas worth it.  The weather is perfect!

This picture actually has nothing to do with fall.  Or rather, it does in a really, really round about manner - these are Carolyn's pumpkins.  She insisted we smash open one of those tiny, decorative pumpkins right after Halloween and plant any seeds we found in there.  I totally didn't think it would work, so just to make her happy, I put some planting soil in this tiny pot.  I was wrong.  We are now the proud owners of NINE pumpkin plants (out of twelve seeds planted).  This picture was taken weeks ago - They are now so crowded in the pot, they're wilting because there's too many of them.