Three dammits mean business.
I haven't blogged in a while. I've been pissy about a major mistake I made that has put me in a dark, depressing mood I can't climb out of. I deleted 500 pictures off of my blog. Not 5. Five HUNDRED. If you need lessons on hardcore screwing up, I'm teaching a class you can enroll in.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Recipe For Disappointment
INGREDIENTS:
-2 kids
-a bunch of shit to carry
-a pinch of positivity
-a bunch of questions
-a shit load of hell-to-the-NO
-a heaping of Am I on candid camera?
-tears
-locked front gate
-sweat
DIRECTIONS:
1. Pre-dress 2 kids until cute and excited.
2. Prepare yourself for 2 cute and excited kids.
3. Divide the 2 kids into their car seats and drive to your neighborhood pool.
4. Once there, unload a bunch of shit to carry.
5. Place the 2 kids at the locked front gate, while mixing in sweat.
6. Whip the asshole who says the pool is closed on Wednesdays.
7. Quickly stir in a shit load of hell to the NO.
8. In a measuring cup, combine a bunch of questions with tears and stir until well blended.
9. Add a pinch of positivity. Drive to the sprinkler park, instead.
10. Whip the asshole who says the sprinkler park is NOT WORKING.
11. Add a huge heaping of Am I on candid camera?
12. Using high speed, combine sweat, a bunch of questions, tears, and another shit load of hell to the NO until a dark abyss of chaos forms.
Enjoy.
-2 kids
-a bunch of shit to carry
-a pinch of positivity
-a bunch of questions
-a shit load of hell-to-the-NO
-a heaping of Am I on candid camera?
-tears
-locked front gate
-sweat
DIRECTIONS:
1. Pre-dress 2 kids until cute and excited.
2. Prepare yourself for 2 cute and excited kids.
3. Divide the 2 kids into their car seats and drive to your neighborhood pool.
4. Once there, unload a bunch of shit to carry.
5. Place the 2 kids at the locked front gate, while mixing in sweat.
6. Whip the asshole who says the pool is closed on Wednesdays.
7. Quickly stir in a shit load of hell to the NO.
8. In a measuring cup, combine a bunch of questions with tears and stir until well blended.
9. Add a pinch of positivity. Drive to the sprinkler park, instead.
10. Whip the asshole who says the sprinkler park is NOT WORKING.
11. Add a huge heaping of Am I on candid camera?
12. Using high speed, combine sweat, a bunch of questions, tears, and another shit load of hell to the NO until a dark abyss of chaos forms.
Enjoy.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Margarita Mommas
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINDSAY & BRANDEY!!
Both Brandey and Lindsay had birthday's recently, and sweet Rachel was proactive in planning a get together to celebrate with margaritas and a delicious dinner at Texican cafe. A few of the ladies weren't able to make it, but those of us who did enjoyed a hilarious evening of stories and laughter! Brandey wasn't able to make it in the end, so we each had a celebratory drink in her honor.
There's only one thing left to say... Let's hear it for L.P. '09! Only 7 more days to go, ladies!
~Toodles!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Time Keeps On Tickin', Into The Future
Grace: Mom. What you doing?
Me: Washing your new sheets...
Grace: It has Pottah Tots.
Me. Yes! It has polka dots, like on your wall.
Grace: Tuuute mom!
Grace: Mime??
Me: All yours.
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Grace: Mom! Sippoors wikes me!
Me: Be careful, she'll bite.
Grace: Mom! Sippors bit me. NO Sippors. No maaam.
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Her favorite words/sayings:
-Doh potty mom.
- Mom? Dad? Hello?
-Tum here Abuh. Now Abuh.
-Dace Wose. (Grace Rose)
-Daddy dit a hair tutt?
-I dot Joooey's tail. See Mom?
-Me tum! Me tum!
-Where Abuh doh, Mom?
-Sooo tuute.
-Hi Tooneee.
-Titty Tatt bite me Mom.
-Otay Mom.
-Doh to skoo-wol? And see Miss. Reea.
-Hanney Tanna. Noo Noo Noooo ooo.
-No muh-eys jumpin da bed.
I find myself standing at the end of the hallway, just staring blankly into both girls rooms. Remembering how their rooms were arranged when they came home from the hospital. Opening up their cabinet doors to find never been used baby lotion, shampoo, rash cream, tiny soft bristled brushes, miniature nail clippers, itty bitty medicine droppers. Brand new socks and shoes they wouldn't fit into for months and months. I miss it. I want to smell fresh receiving blankets and remember more clearly how it felt to swaddle them after a bath and watch them sleeping so peacefully, with their button noses and sweet newborn breath. I miss looking over in the middle of the night to see a green bassinet next to my bed complete with a pink bundle of goo sleeping soundly in a wedge. I miss holding their delicate neck's up and watch how their legs pull back up into a fetal position after I change a diaper. I miss packing a diaper bag with baby squash and powdered formula. I miss going into their rooms in the middle of the night to make sure their chests are moving. I miss nursing with one arm, and making myself lunch with the other.
I was so proud of Ava when she accomplished all of her 'firsts', and was so happy for her. Watching Grace's 'firsts' are bitter sweet. Knowing she is our last child, it's a bit painful giving away highchairs, walkers, clothes and cribs. This whole big-girl-bed thing is different this time around on a WHOLE other level. Grace isn't the sleeping pro like her big sister and isn't nearly as mature as Ava was, when we upgraded her into a big bed. But like things do, they will fall right into place, time will pass, and before I know it, I will barely remember when she slept in a crib.
But for now I'll keep staring into their rooms at the end of the hallway. Looking at their past and into their future. I'm so blessed to have these two darlings call me Mom. Their Mom loves them more than they know.
Me: Washing your new sheets...
Grace: It has Pottah Tots.
Me. Yes! It has polka dots, like on your wall.
Grace: Tuuute mom!
Grace: Mime??
Me: All yours.
-----
Grace: Mom! Sippoors wikes me!
Me: Be careful, she'll bite.
Grace: Mom! Sippors bit me. NO Sippors. No maaam.
-----
Her favorite words/sayings:
-Doh potty mom.
- Mom? Dad? Hello?
-Tum here Abuh. Now Abuh.
-Dace Wose. (Grace Rose)
-Daddy dit a hair tutt?
-I dot Joooey's tail. See Mom?
-Me tum! Me tum!
-Where Abuh doh, Mom?
-Sooo tuute.
-Hi Tooneee.
-Titty Tatt bite me Mom.
-Otay Mom.
-Doh to skoo-wol? And see Miss. Reea.
-Hanney Tanna. Noo Noo Noooo ooo.
-No muh-eys jumpin da bed.
I find myself standing at the end of the hallway, just staring blankly into both girls rooms. Remembering how their rooms were arranged when they came home from the hospital. Opening up their cabinet doors to find never been used baby lotion, shampoo, rash cream, tiny soft bristled brushes, miniature nail clippers, itty bitty medicine droppers. Brand new socks and shoes they wouldn't fit into for months and months. I miss it. I want to smell fresh receiving blankets and remember more clearly how it felt to swaddle them after a bath and watch them sleeping so peacefully, with their button noses and sweet newborn breath. I miss looking over in the middle of the night to see a green bassinet next to my bed complete with a pink bundle of goo sleeping soundly in a wedge. I miss holding their delicate neck's up and watch how their legs pull back up into a fetal position after I change a diaper. I miss packing a diaper bag with baby squash and powdered formula. I miss going into their rooms in the middle of the night to make sure their chests are moving. I miss nursing with one arm, and making myself lunch with the other.
I was so proud of Ava when she accomplished all of her 'firsts', and was so happy for her. Watching Grace's 'firsts' are bitter sweet. Knowing she is our last child, it's a bit painful giving away highchairs, walkers, clothes and cribs. This whole big-girl-bed thing is different this time around on a WHOLE other level. Grace isn't the sleeping pro like her big sister and isn't nearly as mature as Ava was, when we upgraded her into a big bed. But like things do, they will fall right into place, time will pass, and before I know it, I will barely remember when she slept in a crib.
But for now I'll keep staring into their rooms at the end of the hallway. Looking at their past and into their future. I'm so blessed to have these two darlings call me Mom. Their Mom loves them more than they know.
Sleep tight sweet pea.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Team Griffin!
Toni and I went together, and arrived quite early... but scored a great table up at the sky lounge and enjoyed a few beers before the show. A bunch of my girlfriends were going to be there, and I figured with a sold out show, finding any of them would be difficult... but Meredith basically walked right into me, and thanks to a persistent Lindsay, we found Tracie, Kristin, and Mindy! Holla girls!
The show was FABulous, and it was difficult, but... I withheld the urge to storm the stage and snap a self portrait of me and Kathy, figuring that might be a *little* over the top. So I settled on some pics of her onstage, from our sweet seats!!
Twas a great show, and I can't wait to watch the rest of the new season of My Life on the D-List!
Monday, July 6, 2009
Maine and NS, Canada
I began planning our trip to Maine several months ago. Knowing the summer heat here would be brutal, we wanted a place with mild temps and rave reviews for sightseeing and local cuisine. I narrowed it down to New England, and chose Bar Harbor. Before we left, I was a total research-nerd, searching special places to visit, great restaurants and scenic overlooks, but once we arrived in Bar Harbor, everywhere we turned was absolutely breath taking.
We flew into Bangor and made the short scenic drive down to our B&B on the ocean, The Inn at Bay Ledge. During our stay, we rented two cottages, which were part of the place, but not attached to the main Inn. They were isolated, beautiful and cozy, with warm fireplaces and private porches. The inn itself, literally clings to the cliffs of Mt. Desert Island, and from the back lawn sits an eighty foot staircase leading down the cliff to a private beach, overlooking the gorgeous Frenchman Bay.
Bar Harbor is located on Mount Desert Island, which is the largest island off the coast of Maine. Over 3 million tourists visit the Acadia National Park each year, nestled in the middle of the island. Within the park, visitors at the summit of Cadillac Mountain are the very first to see the sun rise in the United States. We hiked up several spots on the mountain spanning 6 days and the landscape and views were simply spectacular.
Before we left home, we made sure to obtain passports so we could take The CAT Ferry from Bar Harbor over to Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada. We visited the Cape Forchu lighthouse and took a Heritage home tour, showcasing several sea captain's homes from the late 1800's. We drove along the beautiful coast of southern Nova Scotia, with the sun shining on the scenic, calm waters.
We flew into Bangor and made the short scenic drive down to our B&B on the ocean, The Inn at Bay Ledge. During our stay, we rented two cottages, which were part of the place, but not attached to the main Inn. They were isolated, beautiful and cozy, with warm fireplaces and private porches. The inn itself, literally clings to the cliffs of Mt. Desert Island, and from the back lawn sits an eighty foot staircase leading down the cliff to a private beach, overlooking the gorgeous Frenchman Bay.
Bar Harbor is located on Mount Desert Island, which is the largest island off the coast of Maine. Over 3 million tourists visit the Acadia National Park each year, nestled in the middle of the island. Within the park, visitors at the summit of Cadillac Mountain are the very first to see the sun rise in the United States. We hiked up several spots on the mountain spanning 6 days and the landscape and views were simply spectacular.
Before we left home, we made sure to obtain passports so we could take The CAT Ferry from Bar Harbor over to Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada. We visited the Cape Forchu lighthouse and took a Heritage home tour, showcasing several sea captain's homes from the late 1800's. We drove along the beautiful coast of southern Nova Scotia, with the sun shining on the scenic, calm waters.
Back in April, I found out there is a company based out of Atlanta that offers scenic biplane tours in Acadia, and jumped at the chance to reserve one for Terry's birthday at the end of June. I kept it a secret from him, for 3 months, and he was thrilled when we pulled into the Hancock Airport, out of the blue. :)
Our vacation in Bar Harbor was both exciting and relaxing, and we hope to make this the first of many, many trips to this gorgeous portion of New England. Our little girls would be in heaven, with all of the outdoor activities, and fresh ocean air. In a few years, they will both be at perfect ages to enjoy the same sights we did!
I hope you enjoy the pictures, and video. If you are thinking about traveling to Bar Harbor, this will give you a great idea of what to expect!
*PHOTO ALBUM*
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| Maine and Nova Scotia - June 2009 |
*VIDEO OF OUR BIPLANE ADVENTURE*
Acadia Air Tour! from Kara on Vimeo.
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