Monday, December 29, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
- Christmas sweater? Check.
- Thomas the Tank Engine shorts? Check.
- Halloween socks, complete with jack-o-lantern pom-poms put on backwards? Check.
Such a piece of work.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
It just seemed so......OLD. As in, Half-way to 70.
This year, I'm at peace with turning another year older. And even though 36 is now officially closer to 40 than it is to 30, I'm OK with it.
Because, in my head, I will forever be 27.
And this year, I had a really good birthday.
It started with birthday drinks and fondue with these sexy bitches at the Union on Thursday. Oh, the topics of conversation and the laughter and the drinks and the percentagely of it all.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
It's not beyond the realm of possibility for me to have another baby since neither Kevin's nor my factory is closed. And I am only 35 (yes, I KNOW I'll be 36 in a couple of days, but please let me treasure these last moments of being equidistant to 30 and 40....soon enough I'll be closer to 40, OK?!? Uggh.)
And sometimes we feed into his baby kicks by asking the kids what we should name the baby if we have another one and which room should they baby have. This sort of talk really gets Jordyn's knickers in a twist, so sometimes it's just fun to play it up simply to watch her revolting teenagery responses.
Well, last night, Owen was on a baby kick of all baby kicks.
He even cut out a picture of a little mat/baby gym thing from the Toys R Us ad and brought it to me. "Here mom, the babies will like this."
Then he asked me, "Are there baby trucks?"
O-"Yeah, when is our babies going to come on the baby trucks?"
Me-"Well, babies don't come on trucks, honey."
O-"Can we call now for our babies to come?"
Me-"Call for our baby?"
O-"Yeah, who do we call? Is that how you do it?"
Me-"Oh no, sorry honey, I don't have the number. Your dad has the number, go ask him."
And he went running off to ask Kevin for the number.
Yeah, I think we should squash this fantasy pretty quick.
Monday, December 8, 2008
It just warms my heart.
And then I reply, "Thanks, have a good day at school."
Not sure where his thoughtfulness comes from, but I'm glad it's there.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Whenever someone bad-mouths it, I get offended and am saddened that the city is not what it once was, even though "what it once was" is not something I have any direct memories of it being, since those days existed before I was even born.
I surely don't know ALL of Detroit. I know it on the periphery...season tickets to the Tigers, season tickets to the Fisher including performances at the Gem and Masonic, a handful of Red Wings games, many trips to the Fox, a brief stint at Wayne State University, a time or two visiting the DIA or the Detroit Opera House, a couple of months working at the Renaissance Center, a couple of trips to the International Auto Show, getting lost at Cobo Hall when I was 5, and things like that. Heck, I've never even been to Eastern Market, (although I hear great things about it)...so I don't claim to know Detroit intimately.
But, I still love it as if I knew it inside out. And I long for it to thrive.
Certainly the trouble (o.k. the enormously deep shit) that the Big 3 are in doesn't provide a bright outlook for the city. And that makes me very, very sad.
For those of you who, like me, love the "D", (and even for those that don't), check out this guy's photography of our city posted on flickr. I started going through the collection entitled "Detroit is Beautiful", and can't wait to find time to sort through the rest of his Detroit collections.
These photos simultaneously evoke my feelings of love and sadness for this city.
I pray that it once again will thrive.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
He picked "listen to Christmas music". So, after returning from dinner at Bdubs, we popped in the Rockin Around the Christmas tree CD, made some break & bakes, and ate them ooey-gooey fresh out of the oven with a little bit of milk. Aaahhhh.
I'm really loving this December.
I was going back through some old blog posts and came upon one where I talked about my feelings LAST December.
Last year was lonely and I only really got to experience the season on the weekends when I was home.
I'm so glad I get to enjoy the holidays with my friends and family this year...every single day of the season.
This December truly is extra-special.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
I was browsing through some blogs when Liam came into my office. I was commenting on one of my friends' blogs when he saw a familiar face on the computer screen...my friend Amy's son Carson...who also happens to be one of Liam's best buds.
So he insisted I click on it. It was a Youtube video of Carson singing along to Singstar.
"Mom! Mom! I want to be on Youtube! Take a video of me being funny and send it to Amy!"
So, I did. And here it is.
If there was ever any doubt that we descended from apes, this clears it up.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
(Seriously, click on the link and let me know if you are as utterly amazed and as thoroughly envious as I am.)
We're both Heathers. It's within the realm of possibility that my house might look like hers next Thanksgiving, right? I mean, I've got an entire year to plan for it and purchase the necessary items, how hard could it be? Granted, she's some sort of textile designer and a master seamstress and crafter, but I've got skillz, too, man. Or, at least I TRY to have skillz.
Not even a tablecloth! For Shame!! And certainly no silk fall leaves adorning the adorably slip covered chairs. What was I thinking?!?
Poor Jordyn and Bailey are relegated to eating at the counter. No table cloth, no placemats, no pumpkin, not even a BACK to their stools. Sorry girls.
But, look, I did adorn these special cream soda bottles with a cute little label and ribbon for each of the kids and then put them in a cute copper tub. I thought that was kind of special. But really, during the holidays (and at all times, I gues) it's not the decorations you surround yourself with (although, I do really love, love, love them), it's the people you surround yourself with that matter. And here are my peeps.
Monday, December 1, 2008
I just absolutely love this time of year.
I love the songs, and the lights, and the decorations, and the presents, and the festivities. All of it. I love, love, LOVE it.
And I love the fact that I already put my Christmas cards in the mail (this morning). All 143 of these handmade goodies. Yes, I stayed up until 2am last night putting the finishing touches on them (even though I started them in October) and signing & addressing & stamping them, but it was worth it. One of my biggest holiday projects has been checked off the to-do list.
And the shopping? I FINISHED all of that on Black Friday and the subsequent Blacker Saturday (Santa Bucks, baby!), with the exception of 6 presents - 4 of which are gift cards. AND everything that I've bought is already wrapped (gift bagged - same thing) and under the tree (or in Santa's workshop...a.k.a. in hiding).
And last night I made up one of these countdwon to Christmas calendars. I made one of these two years ago and Jordyn requested that I do it again this year (seeing as how I'm home this December instead of in NJ every week, like last year!) So, of course I obliged. I'm glad she remembered this calendar and enjoyed it enough to ask me to do it again. It's our way of making December extra special as we count down to the big day. We do something Christmas-y or winter-y on every day of the month leading up to Christmas Eve and Day.
Let the COUNTDOWN begin!
And, OK, when the snow is this gorgeous, sometimes I love that, too. However, it would make me extra special happy if it would all melt away on January 1st. I would just love, love, LOVE that!