Epic Eight

We have had a FULL day of celebrating this little dude's 8th Birthday.
Yeah, that's right.  He's eight.  What the what?  He's growing up too fast..how cliche'.  This boy of mine is so, SO smart.  He's quick and clever and such a stellar young gent.  I'm so proud of the little man he's becoming and can't place any claim on his awesomeness, I swear he's just born with it.  I LOVE him.  Happy Birthday, Cache! XOXO


Golden Globular

I LOVE to watch the Golden Globes.  Big fan!  Even more so this year because these dashing ladies are hosting...

"Oh, boy!" "Sounds swell!"


Stay At Home Mom

My friend shared this recently, perhaps you've seen it?  I must say, I loved it.  I was surprised by the woman asking the question.  Her whole, "I work long hours and get everything (and more) done and still have time to make social calls, so why can't she?".  I DIED when she said that kids are an excuse to relax and enjoy.  WTF?  "What do stay at home moms do all day?"  Hmm, what did I do today?  Oh, kept 3 little people alive, that's what I did.   I like where the columnist noted that motherhood is needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15.  My friend Amelia and I always say, "Everything takes 2 hours".   Just getting everyone ready and out the door to run some simple errands takes forever.

In the olden days (before I had 3 children) I could leave whenever I wanted, I could watch an entire movie uninterrupted, I could even spend a whole day cleaning my house singing as loud as I wanted.  Remember when you could take your time getting ready?  Or nap?  Or just shower or go to the bathroom in peace?  What about talking on the phone without suddenly every little human in your home needing your attention thatverysecond?

Those days are gone, friends.

But that doesn't mean that my world is filled with chaos and frazzlement.  Well, sometimes it does, but you adjust and shift things around get into your own system of doing things.  Being a mom is hard and crazy and frustrating and rewarding and joyful and wonderful and the worst and best thing in the world.  I'm far from perfecting this (which is made very clear to me when I see other mom's wearing lip gloss at the grocery store with their 5 clean children), but hey...everything takes two hours.


In the Words of Dr. Evil...

...it's frickin' freezing, Mr. Bigglesworth.

And trust me, I know it's January and that means cold, but goodness it's been super cold lately.  Some days it doesn't get above 10 degrees outside...and that's during the day!  Brrrr.  Let's just say we've kept our wood-burning stove occupied, most occupied, indeed.  Oh!  Our furnace also went out. Yep.  We had noticed things were colder in our home, but we just attributed that to the fact that it's an ice box outside.  We woke up one morning and it was 52 degrees in our house.  Not awesome.  Fortunately we have a neighbor who specializes in this sort of thing and fixed it that afternoon.  But, as I said before,...brrr.

I'd like to blame my new year laziness on the temperature.  While I still feel excitement and the promise a new year can bring, my house is a disaster and I have no motivation to clean it.  None.  There's always something better to do than take down Christmas!  Like a chocolate treat or a nap.  *sigh* It's so shameful.  I did take down the tree today, so that's something.  The older boys are at a friend's house and Cruz is sleeping...so now really is an ideal time...what the crap am I still doing on here?  Off to clean.


Happy New Year!!
2013 is here, friends.  Are you psyched?  Ahhhh, a new year full of promise and goals.  I love the feeling of a brand new year.  Everything seems achievable - a clean slate in which to build new dreams on (how poetic).  I'm not going to bore you with my resolutions...or you know?  Maybe I will.  Not ALL of them at once, you see, nobody has that kind of time.  A big one?...that I probably make and promise every year?  To blog more.  I've goaled this in the past, but this time it's different.  I haven't blogged in what...4 months or something ridiculous like that?  Chances are I don't have any readers anymore.  In a way, this is a good thing.  Now I feel less likely to filter my posting.  Not that I'm full of profanities or offensive material, Heavens no.  It's just that subconsciencely I would alter my posts to appease or impress.  Do you do that?  I do.  And that's not how a journal is supposed to be.  So I'm going to change that.

In other news, it's apparent that I've neglected to post about a myriad of life experiences that happened since August.  I'll cover those, I promise, but I'll get to it when I get to it.  I don't want to hold off blogging about something because I still have this old story to blog about (goodness, that sounds familiar...pretty sure I've promised that in the past, too.  Crap).  

So!  Stick around, peeps.  I'm changing my blog layout and that will take a few days, but come back, won't you?