Archive for April, 2009

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April 28th, 2009

I have found that my quest for self-improvement is seriously cutting into my internet time.

Yeah, I could should have tweeted that instead.

But then what would I have posted here?

Eye Candy

April 16th, 2009

Well, it’s official.  I should’ve delayed the Great Bloggy Revival of 2009 until I had the ok from my technical director (aka. HH).  My comments are still beyond jacked.  And, yet, here I am again posting, knowing full well that old comments are going to show up on this post in the next few days (if not immediately).  But a revival is a revival and I’m going to post, darn it to heck.  So, if you do stop by, don’t be too freaked out by the wierd comments to leave a comment yourself.  I’ll delete the stray comments soon enough!

Now that I got the uncomfortable bloggy business out of the way…

I am still eating my way through leftover pound cake, potato salad, jellybeans of the Starburst variety, and my mama’s Chocolate- Covered Matzah bread (no, we’re not Jewish, but I believe the love of a starch knows no religious boundary).  I do hope that you haven’t eaten through all of your Easter candy yet, but just in case you have, here’s a fix or two of Easter weekend sweetness for you.  Enjoy!

wogbasket

 

bugears

Amen

April 9th, 2009

HH has been off-the-hook busy with work.  We’re talking I’m not even awake when he comes in busy.  While I’d rather saw off my elbows with a butter knife than get both kids to bed by myself, it’s given me some good snuggly time with Wog that I don’t usually get since he’s all about the Daddy these days.  We’ve started to teach him to say his prayers at night.  He tends to get shy when asked to perform on demand, so we just prompt him to say the things he’d like to thank God for.  Among the things he’s been most thankful for:

  • His movies & DVDs (every night, the top of his list– too much TV?)
  • His books, especially his Batman book (this one belongs to the library, so unless I can get B&N to deliver on the pronto, we are about 3 days away from one distraught little boy)
  • The numbers 1, 2, and 3 (not all numbers, mind you, just these three)
  • Boogers (??)
  • Two balls (his tee ball set came with 2 balls, but, seriously, try to keep a straight face for that one)

I am wildly entertained by the things he chooses and the thought that goes into picking each thing.  I’ve also found myself challenged to do the same.  Not saving my prayers up for the biggies (health, money, etc.), but thoughtfully choosing the things that make me happy– Bug’s laugh, Wog’s cheesy grin– no matter how silly or small–my pink Sharpie, my new eyebrow pencil–and voicing those daily. 

What a difference it’s made in my mood!

Any silly little thing you’re particularly thankful for today?