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Today’s Not-to-do List
Jan 06, 2005 | Filed Under: Mommyhood, Party Girl

Alternate Title: Things I would not have done if it had not been my daughter’s birthday.

  • Woken up early to dry her new favorite sweater and finish start birthday treats for school.
  • Left the house. For. Any. Reason.
  • Eaten half a tub of Rainbow Chip Frosting.
  • Almost hit a UPS truck because I couldn’t see clearly through the giant chunk of ice formally known as my window.
  • Climbed over the backseat to kick open the door so I could get my little one into her carseat.
  • Played “Heads Up 7UP” for the first time in 17 years.
  • Climbed into the backseat to kick open the other door so my birthday princess would not have to stumble across the car.
  • Cooked dinner—especially fried chicken.
  • Cried when I noticed how grown up she looks is.
  • Taken half a dozen pictures of my newly-7-year-old perfecting her “super cool grown up” look.
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Thank Heaven for awesome teachers
Jan 05, 2005 | Filed Under: Checking Out, Media Matters, Mommyhood, My Biz

I have said several times recently—due to local events—that I really should start watching the news. Yet I still can’t bring myself to actually do it. It hasn’t affected me too badly so far. I get all caught up at PTO meetings fairly quickly. However, I might have seriously regretted it today if not for Stacia’s wicked cool teacher.

Today is the last day of triple coupons, which means I need to get my lazy butt in gear and pick up my free groceries. It is, afterall, my job. The plan was to clip coupons and take off after lunch, which is in about 5 minutes. Change of plans. Her teacher just called to let me know they were dismissing early due to the freezing rain. Stacia will be home in about an hour. And, now, so will I.

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Is that a word?
Jan 05, 2005 | Filed Under: Entertain Me, Just Because, Making Connections

So I’m staring at my Literati tiles for like 5 minutes, wishing that ‘B’ was really a ‘P’ so I would have the greatest word ever—triple word score, double word score, double letter scores, and bonus for using all my tiles. Then it hits me—’braising’ is in fact a real word.

I’m thinking I should play only mindless games at 2 a.m. Thanks, Mir, for giving me something to think about in the middle of the night!

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It’s a Small World
Jan 04, 2005 | Filed Under: Girls' Night, Making Connections

A few months ago, I “met” Rachael from Rainbow Fish. She stopped by one day and commented about being from Small Town, Indiana just like me. It turned out to be the same small town! I contacted her last week to see if she’d like to get together for lunch before she goes back to school. I hesitated at first because I didn’t want her to think I was some psycho stalker, but she had apparently wanted to ask me the same thing. I just got home from our dinner.

I can now officially say “my friend Rachael” rather than using the term to mean “this girl whose blog I read.” We spent 2 1/2 hours at dinner and never lacked for things to talk about. I had a great time (of course, having an evening out with no kids was a huge bonus for me!) and got to know Rachael a lot better. I’m glad to call her a friend.

This was my first experience meeting someone from online. It was also the first time I have ever considered it. The blog world is so different from anything I’ve ever been a part of. I call many of you “my friend” because it’s easier, but also because I truly feel like I know you—and you know me—as well or better than people I know in real life.

2004 was one of my most difficult years, but it was made so much easier just by having other people to vent to and read about. It turns out I’m not all alone. I’m not strange. Okay. Maybe I am, but so are you! This blog has been like a diary with feedback, and I love it. Thanks for sticking by me, even when all I’m doing is whining. Thanks for giving me something else to think about besides my own chaotic life. Thanks for letting me into your lives.

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Stacia: The Night Before Christmas Eve
Dec 22, 2004 | Filed Under: Dictated By..., Hectic Holidays

The night before Christmas Eve is a very special day. Because after the night before Christmas Eve is Christmas Eve. And after Christmas Eve is Christmas! I can’t believe Christmas is here. Can you? I can. Because on Christmas Day I get to stay with my family and my family is nice. And we all open our presents together. And we all have some hot cocoa and cookies. Sometimes. The end.

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Listen to the girl!
Dec 21, 2004 | Filed Under: Quotable Kids

“But you’re my mommy. You know everything!” –Stacia

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Date Night Dilemma
Dec 17, 2004 | Filed Under: Date Night

The kiddos are at Camp Grandma so I have a hot date tomorrow night. It should be a fun, relaxing evening on a date that most needs a distraction. It will be nice to have day go by where my only real stress is deciding between the French Maid and the Mrs. Claus lingerie. I’d model so you could decide, but that would break my lifelong rule. Plus, I doubt you want to see a frumpy housewife in her nighties. Although, according to hubby there is a market out there for ordinary.

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Bye-bye Naptime
Dec 15, 2004 | Filed Under: Mommyhood

I’m losing the battle with the daily nap. Stacia ditched hers at 18 months so I should be lucky I’ve gotten this far. Of course, her timing coincided with our move to a new town so I’m sure that had a bit to do with it. The difference here is Brenia is so well behaved* that she doesn’t just ignore her nap and play in (read: trash) her room like Stacia always did. No, she feels terrible that she’s disobeying so she cries. The whole time.

When I finally give up on the nap and tell her to play in her room for a bit. She says OK and stops crying altogether. She’s just completely unable to let go of the nap until permission is granted. Stacia, on the other hand, couldn’t care less what she has permission for and will do what she pleases at all times.

Is it any wonder that we waited 5 years to have our second child? It took me a while to forget the tortured years between giving up naps and kindergarten. At least when this one gives up her nap entirely, I should be able to institute “quiet time” with a child who may actually follow the title.

*This is not sarcasm you hear. It is shock and awe. She is (mostly) a strangely obedient child. I wonder daily where that came from.

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