Confusing times-

So today I am lounging. In mom terms lounging. Still have my phone and laptop running to check messages, etc. I have some final interviews I am looking to hear about from work. But I am also doing dishes, vaccuuming, putting away laundry, and making sure that Ruby is getting a little bit of love. Today I decided to take the day off without the boys home so I could get caught up. Can anyone please explain to me what the definition of "time off" really is? Because between touching up paint and picking up prescriptions I am forgetting what that phrase means. What happen to the days of naps, TV, another nap? Long gone baby!! Some days clearly more obvious than others.

An ideal day!

Today started out like any other Sunday. We had plans to have lunch with Erik's parents to celebrate Alex's birthday with them. Got up, realized that our fridge felt warmer than yesterday. Why is it as soon as you have one thing paid off for your house another thing pops up? Regardless the decision was made that we would go buy a new fridge. Do we go black to match our other appliances or stainless to brighten it up a little? Hmmmm...anyways we made it out to my in-law's for some delicious lasagna. Sat around, visited, and played with the boys. Erik and I took off to Home Depot, decided on a LG Titanium fridge on top with a slide out freezer drawer- matches all of our other LG appliances, contemporary handles so it will go together but spice it up a little bit. I like things to have their own style and not be too matchy. Again the hippie in me that won't die. Not thrilled about the actual purchase but looking forward to a new, clean fridge with one heck of a beer drawer...I mean milk shelf :). When we were done we headed back to pick up the boys and made our way home. Watched the Superbowl, ordered some pizza, and had one heck of a family wrestling match (I won). Erik and I buried Anthony only once. All in all, nothing out of the ordinary just a truly relaxing, enjoyable day being us. Erik and I reminisced about all of the Superbowl parties we have been a part of. I have to say I loved them all but this years party was my favorite.

My baby is now one and walking...boo!!

Just kidding, but there is something bitter sweet about your baby turning one. This sums up Alex:

• laid back


• funny


• fussy only when he is hungry or tired


• loves to torture Anthony and pull his hair


• loves to wrestle Anthony


• was the hairiest baby when he was born, especially his ears and lower part of his back


• still has crazy hair- I love his hair!


• really learned to walk a day before he turned one


• will eat anything and when he is done clamps done his mouth and shakes his head no


• loves to take a bath, if he hears water he is cruising to the bathroom


• loved to snuggle with me and sleep with me when he was a baby-always around 2-3 am


• hates to have his face cleaned, clearly does not mind food stuck to his face or a runny nose


• is very strong, can put up a mean fight when dressing him


• definitely worth the wait


• loves his piano and music in general, dance, dance, dance


• loves the camera-hence his modeling career


• has Flinstone feet like his mommy


• looks like a bat baby with only his eye teeth coming in


• loves his papa who will walk him around everywhere to check it all out


• everything goes in his mouth


• poops like a champion

Erik and I are just so in love with him and very grateful he is ours. Happy Birthday Alex!

I lost 22 lbs today!!

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! I just got back from a "health" analysis at Cold Fusion. Of course one of the things I needed to do was get weighed. Groan....He puts me on the scale and it reads 22 lbs less than I normally weigh. Although thrilled I tell him that it is not true because I weighed myself this morning. His batteries must be going dead. By the way I weigh myself every morning, why I am not sure?? He tells me it had to be accurate because it is a very expensive scale-blah, blah, blah. So we go to his colleague's office and I get on the scale. I weigh the same as his scale! My scale at home has added 20 lbs to me the past two months. I felt like I had put on 5 lbs maybe but not 20 lbs. So the good news is that we concluded that the batteries in mine were probably going bad. Well I tell you what, when I feel lighter in my new silver ballet zebra shoes from Target today, ladies I mean it!!!

Today is the day.

As you all know our Pug Charlie has been having health problems. This past weekend was particularly tough. He had 8 seizures on Saturday and 6 on Sunday. Those were just the ones that we were witness to. Poor guy is walking into walls, trying to walk through the spindles in our staircase, and cannot find his kennel. Erik and I decided that it is time to let Charlie go and put him to sleep. I am very sad. Even though Charlie is always in my face, has rancid breath, and extremely bad gas. He is also very loyal, has never hurt either of my children or even growled at them matter of fact, and has been my husbands little companion from the get go. When we picked Charlie up in the trailer court in Hawley he was TINY. Maybe 6 weeks old, he was the last one left and the owners told us the neediest. Charlie has always been needy but also very giving. Anthony is very sad about it, he almost talked me into keeping Charlie and not sending him to heaven this morning but I know it is the right thing to do. I love you Charlie.

Happy Birthday Stu!

Last night we were invited over to the Oberg's for Stuart's third birthday party. Which included their pool, pizzas, and a pinata. Pinatas have been surrounding me lately. Anyways, we had a blast! I have a special spot in my heart for Stuart. We waited a long time for him and he has made the wait all worth it. He has so much energy I swear I do not know how Leslie does it sometimes. Anthony made him a card and when he opened up his presents he started to read the card,"Dear Stu..."It was so cute. Stuart is potty training right now and definitely loved the Thomas the Train underwear Anthony picked out. I took Anthony shopping with me yesterday and he was very particular as to what we were going to buy Stuart for his birthday present. It turns out he did a great job because Stu and Jack were all about the hotwheels/ shark/ some kind of track thing we bought. Boys toys still confuse me? We sang happy birthday, Anthony swam in the deep end without his life jacket, and jumped off the diving board. Erik and I were so proud of him. I spoke to Leslie this morning and Stu didn't go to bed until 1:30 (way too much sugar and excitement) and was up at the crack of dawn to play with his birthday gifts. Motherhood is bliss, especially when you are sharing your baby's third birthday with all of his big boy friends. It goes by way too fast!

Water anyone?

So today I was at lunch with one of my girlfriend's. We were chatting, nothing crazy. A person walks past, I turn my head and make eye contact. Keep talking, don't even mention it to my friend. Wonder why I had to wear the "mom" polka dot shirt today? Let me clarify something before all you hens start clucking. I am very happy with my husband. I am very grateful his path is the one I chose to go down. But there are always those "others" in the world that are from you past that have you sometimes wondering "what if"?

Before Erik and I married we were living together, I broke up with him, moved out. and started seeing this other person. It was for a summer. Maybe my "summer romance" like on Grease (lol) but without John Travolta. I thought he was great. We spent a lot of fun unquality time together. He was different than Erik in many ways and at the time was very endearing to me. Until I asked him for a glass of water. He brought me a plastic cup of luke warm tap water. Yep, that did it. Erik always brought me ice cold water with lots of ice in a tall glass, just the way I liked it. I literally left that other person's house, drove home, and called Erik and told him that we had to get back together. I did not want to go another day without him and I never called or spoke to that other person again. Well not until I ran into him Valentine's Day the following year and told him I was engaged. Uncomfortable conversation. Regardless I still tease Erik that he is my tall drink of water without admitting to him why. Some things are best unsaid. I think we are reminded why we have chosen the partners we have when we run into the "what ifs" of this world. If there is one thing I know for sure is I love Erik and he pours a mean drink of water.