Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
...shopping this morning with PJ...
...lots of Father's Day goodies may or may not have been purchased...
...Barnes and Noble has a new section of educational toys, which can only be a bad thing for me (evil grin)...
...celebrated the baptism of yet another cousin on Pete's side- in this case, a very handsome, sweet, still squishy new buddy of PJ's named Ryan...
...hot day = slightly cranky PJ...
...long drive to and from above mentioned baptism party also = slightly cranky PJ...
...slightly cranky PJ = still too cute for words PJ...
...tomorrow is Pete's first Father's Day as a daddy!...
...and now it's time to get some rest and join my sweet son in slumber...
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Although actually, I really need to do that more often. I don't understand how a room in which we go into to clean ourselves gets so gross!
I am not really what the cool kids like to refer to as a "good housekeeper". It's weird, because in my former life as someone with a paying job, I was a psycho, Type-A neat freak. When I worked in an office, I kept my desk completely organized, and loved to spread my organization everywhere! When I was a nanny, my girls drawers and closets looked like the showroom at Gap Kids. If their parents folded the clothes and put them away over the weekend when I wasn't there, I would re-fold it. Psycho, right?
Still, I could never translate my At-Work Neatness into my Real Life and more often then not, my personal living space is mess. Not super dirty or anything, just messy. Books everywhere. Laundry in baskets, never quite making it into drawers and closets. Flip flops resting here, there and everywhere. An, much to my husband's chagrin and my embarrassment, the occasional errant Q-Tip.
(I have what is known as a "Q-Tip Problem")
I thought that becoming a Stay At Home Mom would transform me into the type of domestic diva who always put dishes in the dishwasher, puts away her laundry, has a place for all those flip flops, and always puts her Q-Tips in the trash. Did that happen?
Not. So. Much.
PJ's room is a beacon of neatness in a sea of mess. His drawers are perfectly organized, his little onesies folded into perfect little squares. His many books are placed on the shelves just so, and his sheets and the cover on his changing table always match. His diapers sit in neat, fluffy little piles in their assigned alcove. What other kind of environment could there be for my sweet, blonde son?
And why is it okay for my own environment to be a mess? The world may never know.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Dear Horizon BC/BS,
You suck giant donkey gonads. How you can approve surgery for my son but deny the injection he needs as part of his pre-op standard of care astounds me. Surgery, yes, but a needle that costs all of $100 friggin' dollars, no? Please feel free to bite my once-cute-but-now-saggy-thanks-to-aforementioned-son ass. For the close to $600 per month I pay you to insure my son, you should not only give him the stupid shot with no questions asked, you should send over Taye Diggs to rub my back and dry my tears (since I cry every time PJ gets shot). May whoever made the decision to deny that shot get some sort of weird disease that makes everything you eat taste like monkey poo.
Dear Gossip Girl,
Monday night isn't the same without you. It's lonely. Please come back soon.
Thank you for being such a wonderful baby! You had your six month checkup today and the doctor told us what we already know- that you are perfectly healthy and completely adorable! You took your shots like a champ and always behave so well! You are pretty much awesome!
Love, Your Mama
Leave my sister alone, you big, stupid bully.
Warmly, A Sisterly Sibling
I'll be there in a second.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
So, I realize that to most people, 10-20 seconds of listening to my son laugh is quite enough! "That's pretty cute! So, anyway, those Phillie's are playing like shit lately!" And the conversation would move forward.
Two minutes of PJ laughing may well just be annoying.
Me? I could have listened to this forever...
Friday, June 11, 2010
This has been an exhausting week! Emotional family moments, staying up late for Flyers games (maybe next year, guys!), PJ not sleeping well, and days that have been super-busy have had me two steps from comatose by 8:25pm every night!
But, we made it to the end of the week, and today was truly a lovely day!
It started out with a Bad Mama moment- I let PJ come snuggle with me early this morning so we both could sleep in a bit! I know, I know. Bad Mama! But I don't let him sleep in our bed until the night is essentially over- 6am or later- and we want to try and catch a few extra Zz's! And honestly? I love, love, love cuddling with my sweet boy in the early morn'! So, in we slept until about 8am!
While PJ ate breakfast, a nice, cool breeze was blowing through the kitchen, and I thought about how nice a visit to the park would be! So we joined forces with some of our favorite park friends and enjoyed the beautiful morning at Knights Park! What was supposed to be a quick visit stretched to an hour and a half, and we enjoyed every second! PJ even had a short snooze in the fresh air! The big kids played, the babies acted cute, and the mama's chatted! It was a win.
After the park, PJ and I made our way to Deptford to run a few errands and have lunch with Marla! Mar was having a bad day- her lupus giving her a run for her money, so she left work early and managed to get a late afternoon doctors appointment. It was good to see her and help her kill some time before her appointment. After lunch, we ran to Old Navy, where I bought my giant child a new pair of jeans, as the pairs we own had become man-capri's on him! I also got a few things for me and even picked up a few things for a certain Daddy in this house (shhhhhhh.....)
Back home, I was nursing PJ and catching up on Twitter when saw that I had won a cloth diaper from Kelly's Closet!!! HOW FUN!! I never win anything, so that kind of made my day! My cloth diaper stash is still growing, so having a freebee to tuck away was a nice treat!
We got to spend some time with Pete before he headed off to work, and then PJ had his dinner, bath, story (thanks Aunt Marla for the great book!) and went to bed like a dream! My sweet boy is snoozing, my sweet husband is out working hard for his family, and now the mama is going to end this lovely day by heading off the bed!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Another habit I have is my blogging habit, which I have been neglecting as of late for a few reasons. The first one being that at the end of the day, I find myself too tired to do much but veg out for a bit and then go to sleep. PJ hasn't been sleeping well (I think the change in weather gets to him, which is soooooooooooooo like me and really sucks!) so neither have I! I still love the one on one time that I get with him during the night...but maybe just once a night would be better! :-)
Pete and I did manage to get away last night to see Conan O'Brien's "Legally Prohibited From Being Funny On Television Tour" in lovely (ahem...) Upper Darby, PA! I'll tell you, it was hard for me to leave PJ, but Pete and I had a blast and the show was absolutely hysterical!! The show was amazingly high energy and just so much fun! Tina Fay made a quest appearance, and so did some dude from the band Phish, which I didn't care so much about, but he wasn't terrible. Either way, I laughed so hard my face hurt!! And PJ behaved beautifully for his Nan, who was the sitter on duty!
And tomorrow night is Game 6 of the Stanley Cup Finals! I was too cranky and despondent to blog after Game 5, in which the Flyers treated us to a shiteous display of ice hockey! Now, I know it looks bleak, and now it has to go to a Game 7 for the Flyers to win, and for that little scenario to happen, the Flyers have to win Game 6, and THEN win Game 7 in Chicago. Winning in Chicago has alluded them all series.
But Chicago. This?
THIS. MEANS. WAR.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Which is weird, because I have so much on my mind. I think it's just all jammed up, which happens on occasion. At some point, some little thing will squish through and then the rest will just start POURING on out.
In the meantime, it's Saturday night, I have a To-Do list a mile long. I'm watching Juno while Pete is at work, steadfastly ignoring said To-Do list. PJ went out like a light before his usual bedtime, but I fully expect him to be up in a few hours. I'm not unhappy, just pensive.
Still, it's all okay.
Friday, June 4, 2010
It amuses him to no end!
The only problem is that it makes feeding him alot like being in the front row of a Gallagher show. You need a poncho, and even though it involves food flying through the air, which shouldn't be funny, it is anyway!
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
But since it's Game 3 of the Stanley Cup Finals and the Flyers are trying to FRACKIN' KILL ME HERE, I can't concentrate. It's alot for you mind to handle when you are 33 years old and you have been waiting your WHOLE STINKIN' LIFE to see your team march the Cup down Broad Street.
Anyway, instead, please enjoy this picture of PJ.
Drink in his cuteness while I resist the urge this game is giving me to...well, drink.