disclaimer: i don't feel like using correct puncuation in this post so i'm not going to. you've been warned.
when b and i were on our way to louisville a couple weeks ago, we saw a license plate that said "spanky". that's it, just spanky. for some reason {probably because we're both highly immature} we both found this incredibly hilarious and continued to refer to each other as spanky the rest of the weekend.
this post has nothing to do with that story, i just needed an intro...
but it does have to do with spankING. that's spanking.
here's what i've learned so far about spanking your child: it sucks. it sucks real bad.
we spank c when we've told him no multiple times and he continues to disobey. mostly this is regarding hitting. he gets frustrated/mad and will start slapping, usually i'm the victim. so i tell him no and this usually makes him do it again. so i spank. and he cries. and i die a little inside.
not because i feel guilty, it just KILLS me to make my baby cry. and i know KNOW he's not crying because it's physically painful to him. he's wearing a diaper+pants for crying out loud. but i know he understands the difference between a spank and when i'm playing around with him. and so he's bummed and he cries, like big open mouth super sad tears rolling down cry. and then he comes back and gives me a hug and cries on my chest for awhile. and i tear up just talking about this scenario because he's such a sweet boy. so so sweet.
you may be against spanking and that's fine. i'm against smoking around your kids. but people do it, unfortunately. so don't leave mean comments or tell me i'm a bad mom. discipline has to happen, it just does. and this is how b and i choose to discipline. i just wish he didn't do things that required us to do the spanking.
that's all. there really was no point to this post other than that i just had to spank tonight for hitting and it broke my heart so i wanted to share my sadness with you.
and i wanted to share the spanky story.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Obligatory top 10 list for new moms.
I've read several posts before about things every mom should know. I decided to compile my own list of things I've learned over the past 14 months. I'm not claiming to be right or know it all, this is my first child and I haven't been at it long. But I have grown and learned ALOT. So this is my top 10 list, in my humble opinion. You can disagree, of course. But don't be mean :)
1. You will feel inadequate, dumb, and unprepared. You are none of those things. God has chosen YOU to be the mother of this child. But you're right, you cannot do it alone. So trust that God WILL prepare you, you are MORE than adequate for the job and you are most definitely NOT dumb.
2. You have the final say (well, and your hubs...sometimes..). Not your mother, not your mother-in-law, and not your best friend who has 5 kids. You know what's best, even if you don't think you do. That child you're holding? It won't break. You can't mother it incorrectly. Advice is great, and you should welcome it. But you should also discern it. At the end of the day, you have to go through the night with your baby. So don't let someone else screw up your schedule or overstimulate your baby. Know when to say no.
3. You're going to look around in Target, or on Facebook, or some all-star mom blog and think you're the only mother with a fussy, high maintenance babe. You'll think you're the only one that wants to just sit down and cry and you'll feel guilty for feeling that way. But guess what? That mom in Target has bribed her kids to be good, your friends on Facebook are only posting happy pictures and that all-star mom blog? She's lying. Everyone has been through a breakdown in the middle of grocery shopping. So sympathize with a fellow mom next time you see her struggling with a breakdown.
4. You let that baby sleep naps on your chest instead of it's bed. It won't get used to sleeping there and you are not spoiling it (even if you are, who cares?) But you only have a very VERY small window of time that the baby will be ok with sleeping on your chest. So wrap up in a blanket, turn off the TV and both of you enjoy some snuggle time. Your snuggle time will be few and far between when they're mobile.
5. You've heard it a thousand times, but I'm here to tell you for the thousandth and one time (what??): those dishes can wait. The laundry can sit another day (those yoga pants are good for one more day). The dust isn't killing anyone (yet). But that baby you're holding, or playing with, won't wait to grow up. They'll grow so fast you'll forget about the sleepless nights (seriously, you will) and non stop crying. You tell your hubs to suck it (in a gently, loving way of course) when he comes home to toys not picked up, dinner not started, and laundry still in piles and wonders what you've done all day. Tell him you've been a MOM all day.
6. No one expects you to be perfect, so don't expect your child to be. They will be fussy and you won't know why. They will refuse to eat. They will be clingy. They will not take naps. We're all humans, and they're mini-humans. So expect that they won't live up to your expectations of a "perfect child". That doesn't exist.
7. Breastfeeding is not natural. It's going to suck. Your boobs will turn into things you never thought possible. They'll bleed, you'll cry, baby will cry. Relax. Get some lanolin. Join a breastfeeding support group. You gave birth to a HUMAN, you can do this too. But if you can't, or you choose not to, let go of the guilt. There will be moms that will tell you you're doing the worst thing possible for your baby. False. There are about a million worse things you could do. Stopping breastfeeding after only 4 months was one of the worst feelings I ever dealt with. But I dealt. And now I have a thriving, energetic, healthy toddler.
8. Don't forget about you. As a new mom, you'll feel really worn thin. Number 5 will be virtually impossible to do. But let your hubs watch the baby (terrifying, I know. But they'll be fine...) and go sit at Starbucks for awhile. Try not to go to Babies R Us during your "free" time. Enjoy the quiet. You need to step away every once in awhile. Just rest. And eat. Eat healthy, full meals. It's not just about you anymore. You have to provide for another person now. So take care of yourself.
9. Also don't forget about your hubs. And I'm not talking in a humpty-hump sense (though he'd love for me to talk about that...and yes, it's important too). He's going to get on your nerves. You'll think he's diapering "wrong". You're both sleep deprived. At night when baby is asleep, you won't want to hang out. But do it anyway. Get a sitter, go to dinner. Even just an hour away where you can re-connect sans baby will do wonders. If you're feeling brave and have the resources, a weekend away is ideal. We did our first getaway trip when C was 9 months. We now realize this HAS to happen at least twice a year. No excuses. You're on the same team, just remember that.
10. Take too many pictures. Give too many kisses. LOVE THAT BABY. I have never once regretted taking too many pictures. Document all the "firsts" because you will inevitably forget them. Take videos. You will be blown away by how much you love this little person. Your heart will ache when you watch them sleep peacefully (for 30 minutes...). Congratulations, mama. You've just embarked on the most wonderful, beautiful, frustrating, difficult, rewarding journey of your life. Enjoy!
1. You will feel inadequate, dumb, and unprepared. You are none of those things. God has chosen YOU to be the mother of this child. But you're right, you cannot do it alone. So trust that God WILL prepare you, you are MORE than adequate for the job and you are most definitely NOT dumb.
2. You have the final say (well, and your hubs...sometimes..). Not your mother, not your mother-in-law, and not your best friend who has 5 kids. You know what's best, even if you don't think you do. That child you're holding? It won't break. You can't mother it incorrectly. Advice is great, and you should welcome it. But you should also discern it. At the end of the day, you have to go through the night with your baby. So don't let someone else screw up your schedule or overstimulate your baby. Know when to say no.
3. You're going to look around in Target, or on Facebook, or some all-star mom blog and think you're the only mother with a fussy, high maintenance babe. You'll think you're the only one that wants to just sit down and cry and you'll feel guilty for feeling that way. But guess what? That mom in Target has bribed her kids to be good, your friends on Facebook are only posting happy pictures and that all-star mom blog? She's lying. Everyone has been through a breakdown in the middle of grocery shopping. So sympathize with a fellow mom next time you see her struggling with a breakdown.
4. You let that baby sleep naps on your chest instead of it's bed. It won't get used to sleeping there and you are not spoiling it (even if you are, who cares?) But you only have a very VERY small window of time that the baby will be ok with sleeping on your chest. So wrap up in a blanket, turn off the TV and both of you enjoy some snuggle time. Your snuggle time will be few and far between when they're mobile.
5. You've heard it a thousand times, but I'm here to tell you for the thousandth and one time (what??): those dishes can wait. The laundry can sit another day (those yoga pants are good for one more day). The dust isn't killing anyone (yet). But that baby you're holding, or playing with, won't wait to grow up. They'll grow so fast you'll forget about the sleepless nights (seriously, you will) and non stop crying. You tell your hubs to suck it (in a gently, loving way of course) when he comes home to toys not picked up, dinner not started, and laundry still in piles and wonders what you've done all day. Tell him you've been a MOM all day.
6. No one expects you to be perfect, so don't expect your child to be. They will be fussy and you won't know why. They will refuse to eat. They will be clingy. They will not take naps. We're all humans, and they're mini-humans. So expect that they won't live up to your expectations of a "perfect child". That doesn't exist.
7. Breastfeeding is not natural. It's going to suck. Your boobs will turn into things you never thought possible. They'll bleed, you'll cry, baby will cry. Relax. Get some lanolin. Join a breastfeeding support group. You gave birth to a HUMAN, you can do this too. But if you can't, or you choose not to, let go of the guilt. There will be moms that will tell you you're doing the worst thing possible for your baby. False. There are about a million worse things you could do. Stopping breastfeeding after only 4 months was one of the worst feelings I ever dealt with. But I dealt. And now I have a thriving, energetic, healthy toddler.
8. Don't forget about you. As a new mom, you'll feel really worn thin. Number 5 will be virtually impossible to do. But let your hubs watch the baby (terrifying, I know. But they'll be fine...) and go sit at Starbucks for awhile. Try not to go to Babies R Us during your "free" time. Enjoy the quiet. You need to step away every once in awhile. Just rest. And eat. Eat healthy, full meals. It's not just about you anymore. You have to provide for another person now. So take care of yourself.
9. Also don't forget about your hubs. And I'm not talking in a humpty-hump sense (though he'd love for me to talk about that...and yes, it's important too). He's going to get on your nerves. You'll think he's diapering "wrong". You're both sleep deprived. At night when baby is asleep, you won't want to hang out. But do it anyway. Get a sitter, go to dinner. Even just an hour away where you can re-connect sans baby will do wonders. If you're feeling brave and have the resources, a weekend away is ideal. We did our first getaway trip when C was 9 months. We now realize this HAS to happen at least twice a year. No excuses. You're on the same team, just remember that.
10. Take too many pictures. Give too many kisses. LOVE THAT BABY. I have never once regretted taking too many pictures. Document all the "firsts" because you will inevitably forget them. Take videos. You will be blown away by how much you love this little person. Your heart will ache when you watch them sleep peacefully (for 30 minutes...). Congratulations, mama. You've just embarked on the most wonderful, beautiful, frustrating, difficult, rewarding journey of your life. Enjoy!
Friday, May 11, 2012
Interview Friday
Well, as promised like a couple weeks ago, Friday's will now be dedicated to me interviewing a really cool person and sharing it with you all. How lucky are you?? REALLY LUCKY because I happen to know some pretty cool people, believe it or not...
So, to kick off this new tradition we'll be partaking in together, I have interviewed one of my newest bff's. THE one and only, Stephanie Rosser. Yes that's right, of ROSSER PHOTOGRAPHY!!! OMGOMGOMG. Collect yourself. Now she added a twist to the interview which at first made me want to slap her, but then I warmed up to it. It's why we get along so well. She wanted to ask me questions also so those are at the bottom (and they're not as good as mine, but that probably goes without saying...)
(And in case you can't follow, I'm red and she's purple. Because red is a better color than purple)
Me: What is your favorite Taylor Swift song
Steph: Real World (you shouldn't be allowed to answer the rest of the questions)
Me: Chocolate orvanilla Chocolate.
S: It is my philosophy that if there isn't chocolate in it, it is not dessert. (that's a wise philosophy)
Me: Least awfulchildren’s show/cartoon you’re forced to watch on repeat
S: Fireman Sam. I pretend he is Hugh Grant. (ohh I don't know Fireman Sam. Is he so hot??)
Me: Last song you listened to
S: Patty Griffin Radio on Pandora.com (Our wedding song was by Patty Griffin. Just a little bonus bit)
Me: Were you a bridezilla
S: I hope not. My hair did look terrible though. :( (Pictures please)
Me: Guilty pleasure
S: Coffee. Diet Soda. Matchbox 20. Tombstone Pizza (With regards to number 1, I know that Real World is not a Taylor Swift song. It is a Matchbox 20 song! I don't know any Taylor Swift songs.) (Coffee, yes. Diet COKE is what I'm sure you meant. Tombstone pizza, YES, extra cheese and pepperoni. And for that last sentence you should feel really terrible about yourself)
Me: Favorite season for outside photo shoots
S: Spring. I don't like sweating. (Agreed. Sweating is for boys and overachiever girls)
Me: Most annoying thing your husband does (you can only pick ONE....Ha, just kidding)
S: Emphasis on the UM in the word umbrella. Doesn't like any of my Facebook pictures. Doesn't use the exclamation point or smiley faces when texting. (All are annoying. Mine isn't even ON Facebook so that's like annoying and lame)Me: Biggest fear
S: Home intruders. (Nice. I'm in your house right now)
Me: If you could shopat only one store for the rest of your life, what would it be
S: Target (Obviously)
Me: If you couldonly eat at one restaurant for the rest of your life, what would it be
S: Pizza Hut. Not kidding. (That's weird)
SWITCH (but not like that horrible will smith song. don't pretend like you don't remember it...)
S: Who is Taylor Swift?
Me: She pretty much runs the world. Not mine. That's a shame. Okay give me one song to download and I will take a listen. None of that radio-hit stuff. (I told her "innocent" in case you were just dying to know)
S: If you could do college or high school over again, which would you do? (and why. details. details.)
Me: High school. I wouldn't have been such a hussie. Jk I wasn't a hussie but I did date some losas and I would've been way more selective. And also I would've tried harder. To be a hussie. Did you met Mr. Right in college? I did. A couple months after Mal met Matt. We ran in the same circle a.k.a the cool kids. when did you and e-rock meet? At NIU, college. I landed a job as the Law School Librarian.......I know, I'm brilliant. He was a law student and I stalked him.
S: Do you camp?
Me: Let me answer your question with a question. Do bugs and spiders live in the places where people generally set up "camp?" Yes? Then no, I do not camp. (Anymore. I actually grew up camping. But camper camping, not tent camping. Ew.) I grew up camping as well. PS. Camper camping in not camping. False it is camping and it's the only kind I'll ever do.
S: If you had to be a caged animal at the zoo, which would animal would you be?
Me: Monkey. They let their butts hang out and people just think it's funny/cute. Was this the inspiration for your May 3rd Photo? hahahahaha yes.
S: If you could put an end to any one toddler-ism right now, what would it be?
Me: Lack of talking. And diapering. But I want to completely bi-pass potty training. Talking = talking back. I'll take the silence....... :)
S: Do you like editing or shooting better?
Me: I think I like both. I like interacting with clients at shoots and trying to be creative. And I like being creative with editing also. I said which one do you like better. Geez! calm down. i don't make decisions well.
S: Do you take your camera everywhere?
Me: Mostly. Definitely all over the house + when we go play outside. What lens is on it mostly? usually just the kit lens.
S: What do you suspect most people like most about you?
Me: My body. It's a little ridiculous the obsessions and stalking. (Pictures please.) yeah. you wish creeptastic.
S: What is your least favorite part about being a photog?
Me: Lack of business in the winter since I don't have a studio. And also always wanting something bigger and better.
S: Tell me a funny story about Mal!!!
Me: Hmm, that's hard. I'll get back to you on this while I think up some good dirt :)
S: Favorite part of your daily life as a SAHM.
Me: Duh, I make up the rules. And rule #1 is that regular pants are optional during the day and they are frowned upon. Oh and also that I get to hang out with a super cool kid all day. And watch him grow and become even more super cool. Aw. i know. what's your favorite part? having me as a new bff? Pretty much. And having Target to myself.
Stay tuned for yet another interview of a super awesome friend next week. And in the mean time, check out ROSSER PHOTOGRAPHY.
xoxo.
So, to kick off this new tradition we'll be partaking in together, I have interviewed one of my newest bff's. THE one and only, Stephanie Rosser. Yes that's right, of ROSSER PHOTOGRAPHY!!! OMGOMGOMG. Collect yourself. Now she added a twist to the interview which at first made me want to slap her, but then I warmed up to it. It's why we get along so well. She wanted to ask me questions also so those are at the bottom (and they're not as good as mine, but that probably goes without saying...)
(And in case you can't follow, I'm red and she's purple. Because red is a better color than purple)
Me: What is your favorite Taylor Swift song
Steph: Real World (you shouldn't be allowed to answer the rest of the questions)
Me: Chocolate orvanilla Chocolate.
S: It is my philosophy that if there isn't chocolate in it, it is not dessert. (that's a wise philosophy)
Me: Least awfulchildren’s show/cartoon you’re forced to watch on repeat
S: Fireman Sam. I pretend he is Hugh Grant. (ohh I don't know Fireman Sam. Is he so hot??)
Me: Last song you listened to
S: Patty Griffin Radio on Pandora.com (Our wedding song was by Patty Griffin. Just a little bonus bit)
Me: Were you a bridezilla
S: I hope not. My hair did look terrible though. :( (Pictures please)
Me: Guilty pleasure
S: Coffee. Diet Soda. Matchbox 20. Tombstone Pizza (With regards to number 1, I know that Real World is not a Taylor Swift song. It is a Matchbox 20 song! I don't know any Taylor Swift songs.) (Coffee, yes. Diet COKE is what I'm sure you meant. Tombstone pizza, YES, extra cheese and pepperoni. And for that last sentence you should feel really terrible about yourself)
Me: Favorite season for outside photo shoots
S: Spring. I don't like sweating. (Agreed. Sweating is for boys and overachiever girls)
Me: Most annoying thing your husband does (you can only pick ONE....Ha, just kidding)
S: Emphasis on the UM in the word umbrella. Doesn't like any of my Facebook pictures. Doesn't use the exclamation point or smiley faces when texting. (All are annoying. Mine isn't even ON Facebook so that's like annoying and lame)Me: Biggest fear
S: Home intruders. (Nice. I'm in your house right now)
Me: If you could shopat only one store for the rest of your life, what would it be
S: Target (Obviously)
Me: If you couldonly eat at one restaurant for the rest of your life, what would it be
S: Pizza Hut. Not kidding. (That's weird)
SWITCH (but not like that horrible will smith song. don't pretend like you don't remember it...)
S: Who is Taylor Swift?
Me: She pretty much runs the world. Not mine. That's a shame. Okay give me one song to download and I will take a listen. None of that radio-hit stuff. (I told her "innocent" in case you were just dying to know)
S: If you could do college or high school over again, which would you do? (and why. details. details.)
Me: High school. I wouldn't have been such a hussie. Jk I wasn't a hussie but I did date some losas and I would've been way more selective. And also I would've tried harder. To be a hussie. Did you met Mr. Right in college? I did. A couple months after Mal met Matt. We ran in the same circle a.k.a the cool kids. when did you and e-rock meet? At NIU, college. I landed a job as the Law School Librarian.......I know, I'm brilliant. He was a law student and I stalked him.
S: Do you camp?
Me: Let me answer your question with a question. Do bugs and spiders live in the places where people generally set up "camp?" Yes? Then no, I do not camp. (Anymore. I actually grew up camping. But camper camping, not tent camping. Ew.) I grew up camping as well. PS. Camper camping in not camping. False it is camping and it's the only kind I'll ever do.
S: If you had to be a caged animal at the zoo, which would animal would you be?
Me: Monkey. They let their butts hang out and people just think it's funny/cute. Was this the inspiration for your May 3rd Photo? hahahahaha yes.
S: If you could put an end to any one toddler-ism right now, what would it be?
Me: Lack of talking. And diapering. But I want to completely bi-pass potty training. Talking = talking back. I'll take the silence....... :)
S: Do you like editing or shooting better?
Me: I think I like both. I like interacting with clients at shoots and trying to be creative. And I like being creative with editing also. I said which one do you like better. Geez! calm down. i don't make decisions well.
S: Do you take your camera everywhere?
Me: Mostly. Definitely all over the house + when we go play outside. What lens is on it mostly? usually just the kit lens.
S: What do you suspect most people like most about you?
Me: My body. It's a little ridiculous the obsessions and stalking. (Pictures please.) yeah. you wish creeptastic.
S: What is your least favorite part about being a photog?
Me: Lack of business in the winter since I don't have a studio. And also always wanting something bigger and better.
S: Tell me a funny story about Mal!!!
Me: Hmm, that's hard. I'll get back to you on this while I think up some good dirt :)
S: Favorite part of your daily life as a SAHM.
Me: Duh, I make up the rules. And rule #1 is that regular pants are optional during the day and they are frowned upon. Oh and also that I get to hang out with a super cool kid all day. And watch him grow and become even more super cool. Aw. i know. what's your favorite part? having me as a new bff? Pretty much. And having Target to myself.
Stay tuned for yet another interview of a super awesome friend next week. And in the mean time, check out ROSSER PHOTOGRAPHY.
xoxo.
Monday, May 7, 2012
joy.
sometimes i forget what joy really looks like. and it's even my middle name. so i should be joyful all the time. jk. but i should be joyful a lot more than i am. sometimes when i hear c in the monitor at 6:30 in the morning my first reaction is "nooo! i'm not ready to get up yet. poutpoutpout" selfish much? yes, i am. he wakes up and, for the most part, is ready to go. there is no cuddle time while he "wakes up." he must cuddle himself in the crib before he starts yelling at me to come get him.
but this is a kid that has some serious joy. i mean he literally danced in the living room today for probably 30 minutes straight. just dancing. and talking.
we went outside this morning and he quickly discovered a puddle in the driveway. he started splashing and laughing. i was having a tiny panic attack but it didn't last long when i saw the joy on his face.
and then he danced down the driveway and onto the sidewalk.
and then he stopped for a potty break..
and he splashed some more.
and i couldn't help but think: this is how God wants us to feel about our lives every.day. he wants us to be so consumed with joy that we can't help just get completely soaked in a puddle. or dance around like a fool because we're so overwhelmed by his love for us.
i learn something new from this tiny little boy every day. i never thought a 14 month old (yes, 14 flipping months) could teach me so much. i hope to display as much joy for life as he does.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Green shorts
I saw these shorts at Target last week and almost just kept walking. I'm glad I didn't.
Because he looks pretty studly in them.
He also only got to wear them for about 30 minutes this morning before I discovered he had literally started eating a clementine WHOLE. As in, was eating the rind...? Whatever the outer part is you peel off and DO NOT eat. Yeah, he was eating it. There was orange juice ever.y.where. Ohh child. Never a dull moment.
He also only got to wear them for about 30 minutes this morning before I discovered he had literally started eating a clementine WHOLE. As in, was eating the rind...? Whatever the outer part is you peel off and DO NOT eat. Yeah, he was eating it. There was orange juice ever.y.where. Ohh child. Never a dull moment.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Trip: Revealed
Alright smarty pants. I know I gave it away like the day I said it was a mystery but whatever, I don't keep secrets well (but still tell me your secrets because I won't tell anybody, I SWEAR...)But if you're slow and missed my post on Facebook this weekend, we went to LOUISVILLE KENTUCKY. Exciting, I know. We went there a couple years ago when we were newlyweds and had a really good time (wink).
So in a nut shell that's not really a nut shell because I love to ramble, here was our trip:
Saturday:
We were in the car for a long. time. Like over 5 hours long. In a Ford Focus. Without air. Die.
I get bored in the car after approximately 30 minutes. So I take pictures.
And B hates it.
But we made it.
We tried out this Mexican restaurant neither of us had been to, but I'd seen on Pinterest (OF COURSE) a recipe for some dip from there so I thought it must be a good place.
O.M.G.
New obsession: Chuy's mexican restaurant. I can't even really talk about it much because I'm starting to crave it again. Lie. I've been craving it since we left this morning.
After dinner we headed down to 4th Street Live which is the totally hip and happening place down the street from our hotel where ALL the super awesome people go. We listened to a band and pretended to be totes cool.
Sunday:
We tried out this mega church, Southeast Christian Church. I feel as though "mega" is an understatement...this thing was HU-UGE. I've always thought our church was pretty big, but you could literally fit like 5 of our churches inside this thing. There were escalators inside. ESCALATORS, people. The service was great and the message was completely Bible-based. It was quite the experience.
We did a little shopping after lunch, per B's request. JK, it was my request.
I happened upon a Christian concert night that was part of some derby festival a few blocks from our hotel on the waterfront because they celebrate the derby for like 2 weeks. No joke. And the horses race for like...30 seconds. Crazy if you ask me, but you didn't ask so let's move on. The group Building 429 was playing and it only cost $5 per person so I was all ova that. Unfortunately we weren't prepared with a blanket or chairs but it's cool. We still had a blast.
Dinner was at the Old Spaghetti Shop which I greatly regret going to. They were out of my tortellini. Strike 1. So I got Lasagna. Strike 2. No good. Oh well, not every restaurant can be as good as Chuy's...sigh...
Sorry, B REALLY hates pics. Don't share this picture with anyone when informing them I'm a photographer, please and thank you.
Monday:
We went golfing. Background: I played golf in high school. True story. I was on the golf team aka LPGA. That's not true, I was pretty awful. Let me clarify: I DID play in high school, but I was NOT very good. But for the most part I enjoy playing...9 holes...with a cart...when it's not too hot or humid...
So B loves to play and we never get to go so he talked me into it, claiming this was "his vacation too" psh..
Anyway, we had to drive through the ghetto to get to the course. That's no exaggeration. THE ghetto. I was mucho nervy. But we made it without getting shot and I even semi-enjoyed myself (thought the quality of golf was pitiful).
Next we got our sweaty nasty selves into the car and went on the search for a winery. We enjoy wineries. So I googled them the night before and found 3 decent looking options. It took us about 30 minutes to get the first. It was a bust. It was literally in a subdivision and the "winery" was in someone's barn in their backyard. Yeah..no. So we drove another 20 minutes to a better one. But it's not alot of fun on a Monday afternoon. We were the only ones there so we sampled some wine, bought 2 bottles and blew that joint.
Took naps
Went back to Chuy's. Truth. It was what our hearts were telling us to do. Again, I can't discuss it any further.
Tuesday:
Got Starbucks and hit the road. Oh and there was the brief spider incident that landed me on the floor of the front seat whilst having a heart/panic attack whilst B navigated through construction and storms. I do not lie when I say I am DEATHLY afraid of spiders. B doesn't understand my fear so he gets mad but I can't help it. Those things are in a gang and they're all out to get me. It's like initiation into the gang. Well this spider didn't make it into the gang...my hero KILLED HIM (or so he says...I didn't trust him for about an hour)
I have never missed C so much. I knew he was in great hands but I was so glad to get home today.
In other news, Friday I'm starting a new and exciting thing on the blog so you'll have to stay tuned. Of course I'll give you a hint, and I'll probably also give it away before then but whatever. The hint it: I'll interview some interesting friend of mine during the week and post our interview on the blog for you all to see. Oops, did I say too much?
I'm tired. Forgive me?
Good night loves.
So in a nut shell that's not really a nut shell because I love to ramble, here was our trip:
Saturday:
We were in the car for a long. time. Like over 5 hours long. In a Ford Focus. Without air. Die.
O.M.G.
New obsession: Chuy's mexican restaurant. I can't even really talk about it much because I'm starting to crave it again. Lie. I've been craving it since we left this morning.
After dinner we headed down to 4th Street Live which is the totally hip and happening place down the street from our hotel where ALL the super awesome people go. We listened to a band and pretended to be totes cool.
Sunday:
We tried out this mega church, Southeast Christian Church. I feel as though "mega" is an understatement...this thing was HU-UGE. I've always thought our church was pretty big, but you could literally fit like 5 of our churches inside this thing. There were escalators inside. ESCALATORS, people. The service was great and the message was completely Bible-based. It was quite the experience.
We did a little shopping after lunch, per B's request. JK, it was my request.
Dinner was at the Old Spaghetti Shop which I greatly regret going to. They were out of my tortellini. Strike 1. So I got Lasagna. Strike 2. No good. Oh well, not every restaurant can be as good as Chuy's...sigh...
Monday:
We went golfing. Background: I played golf in high school. True story. I was on the golf team aka LPGA. That's not true, I was pretty awful. Let me clarify: I DID play in high school, but I was NOT very good. But for the most part I enjoy playing...9 holes...with a cart...when it's not too hot or humid...
So B loves to play and we never get to go so he talked me into it, claiming this was "his vacation too" psh..
Anyway, we had to drive through the ghetto to get to the course. That's no exaggeration. THE ghetto. I was mucho nervy. But we made it without getting shot and I even semi-enjoyed myself (thought the quality of golf was pitiful).
Next we got our sweaty nasty selves into the car and went on the search for a winery. We enjoy wineries. So I googled them the night before and found 3 decent looking options. It took us about 30 minutes to get the first. It was a bust. It was literally in a subdivision and the "winery" was in someone's barn in their backyard. Yeah..no. So we drove another 20 minutes to a better one. But it's not alot of fun on a Monday afternoon. We were the only ones there so we sampled some wine, bought 2 bottles and blew that joint.
Took naps
Went back to Chuy's. Truth. It was what our hearts were telling us to do. Again, I can't discuss it any further.
Tuesday:
Got Starbucks and hit the road. Oh and there was the brief spider incident that landed me on the floor of the front seat whilst having a heart/panic attack whilst B navigated through construction and storms. I do not lie when I say I am DEATHLY afraid of spiders. B doesn't understand my fear so he gets mad but I can't help it. Those things are in a gang and they're all out to get me. It's like initiation into the gang. Well this spider didn't make it into the gang...my hero KILLED HIM (or so he says...I didn't trust him for about an hour)
I have never missed C so much. I knew he was in great hands but I was so glad to get home today.
In other news, Friday I'm starting a new and exciting thing on the blog so you'll have to stay tuned. Of course I'll give you a hint, and I'll probably also give it away before then but whatever. The hint it: I'll interview some interesting friend of mine during the week and post our interview on the blog for you all to see. Oops, did I say too much?
I'm tired. Forgive me?
Good night loves.
Friday, April 27, 2012
MysteryTrip
So I know you're all just on the edge of your seats wondering WHERE WE'RE GOING for our weekend getaway (also, before you get carried away and think about coming to rob us, someone will still be here...with our child...so don't do it. plus, we don't own anything cool.)
Obviously I'm going to keep you hanging until we get back
But I'll give you a hint:
It's warmer
It's a different state
It's not Missouri
That is all. IF YOU KNOW DON'T TELL.
But serious, thanks for e'ryone on facebook that gave their input when I cried out in desperation. It was a stressful day, NO THANKS TO PRICELINE. But really thanks to priceline because they got me a cheap deal on wherever we're going...
I love the suspense, don't you??
Obviously I'm going to keep you hanging until we get back
But I'll give you a hint:
It's warmer
It's a different state
It's not Missouri
That is all. IF YOU KNOW DON'T TELL.
But serious, thanks for e'ryone on facebook that gave their input when I cried out in desperation. It was a stressful day, NO THANKS TO PRICELINE. But really thanks to priceline because they got me a cheap deal on wherever we're going...
I love the suspense, don't you??
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