The Problem With The Pina Colada Song
Recently, I was informed that my doctor’s office has this cool portal thing where I can go on, view my chart and medical history, and even shoot an email directly to my doctor, if need be. It’s a pretty sweet set-up, I think. The other day, I clicked around in my chart, reading my various medical issues (my children are listed as the majority of my “issues,” ha!), and other random information. There was one small section for... Read More
Testing sumpin’ out.
Ignore this. (I know you won’t, because you’re stubborn like me and if someone tells you to ignore something, you’re even more inclined to look at it.) Fine. I’ll tell you a funny story, then. Read More Read More
Things you should {& shouldn’t} do in a hotel room.
Last August, much to my chagrin, and despite my pouting and grown-up tantrum-ing, my mom moved to Arizona. Fortunately, she has been able to visit fairly regularly and is here for a few days this week. As a gift to Clint and me, she sent us to a hotel for the night and even gave us money for a nice dinner. It was a much needed break for both of us. She thought of it as her excuse to have some good quality time with her grandbabies, too. (Suckerrr!)... Read More
I’m a person, too (and other things I learned).
40 hours of absolute freedom. What parent of four under six would pass that up? Not this mama, that’s for sure. I learned about our church’s marriage retreat a couple of months ago. It cost less than $200 for 2 nights in a nice hotel, meals included, plus a promise of some interesting speakers… To be honest, although I was truly looking forward to the marital insight part of it, what I needed, what Clint and I absolutely craved,... Read More
I am a master baker!
That title is about to get a little more funny. Read on. You’ll see. This past weekend, a pregnant chick I had just met was talking about this new cupcake place she had been to. She said the cupcakes were amazingly delicious. She mentioned that one cupcake had salted caramel frosting and she loved it. I had never heard of salted caramel before. I like salt. I like caramel. But together? I needed convincing. And anyway, this woman is pregnant…... Read More
PhotoBlog: Impromptu
Most guys are complete wusses when they’re sick. (HA! I just wrote “pregnant” instead of sick. That was funny. Anyway…) Most guys, when sick, roll around in agony, whine in misery, certain that they are writhing on death’s doorstep. Not Clint. This man has the immune system of an elephant. (This is, of course, assuming elephants have excellent immune systems. I, for one, have never seen a sick elephant, so I’m going... Read More
True story.
Our movie was due back in 50 minutes and Clint had his shoes on, keys in hand, ready to walk out the door. I grabbed him by the shirt, pulled him toward me and whispered in his ear, “You know what makes me hot?” “What’s that?” he grinned, pulling me toward him and kissing my lips. “Living on the edge,” I replied. “Let’s go to the bedroom, right now, and risk not getting the movie back in time.”... Read More
SATC2… Oh. My.
Wow. Just, um, yeah. Wow. That is my eloquently worded review of Sex and the City 2. [Warning: I am about to spoil much of the movie, so if you haven't seen it, don't read this. Also, if you are a die hard SATC fan who thinks that everything SATC is amazing... you might hate me by the end of this.] [Bigger Warning: This post contains harsh language and lots of sexual talk. If that offends you, please don't read on.] Last night, I headed to the theater... Read More
Let’s just get down and dirty…
I posted here about the topic for next week’s vlog being your entertaining labor and delivery stories. Although the emails have been flooding in (and by flooding in, I mean, um. One. No, wait, that was me emailing myself. So, none) I’m wondering if we should just start this whole vlog thing off with a bang and talk about the ever-so-embarrassingly hilarious sexual stuff. Get it? Start off with a bang? Oh. Just me? Psh. After yesterday’s... Read More
Snip snip!
After getting pregnant with Colby by merely holding hands (swear!), then our IUD baby Lily, and then twins, it was quite clear that Clint and I were insanely fertile. At one of my first OB appointments after finding out about the twins, I informed my doctor that I definitely, 100… no 1,000% wanted my tubes tied on the operating table. I then reminded him of this fact at nearly every subsequent appointment. The closer we got to the delivery date,... Read More
“The Talk” with a Preschooler
I knew it was coming. There’s just no avoiding having “The Talk,” and nowadays, given the media, internet, even parental influence… The Talk seems to be happening earlier and earlier. For our four-and-a-half year old, it happened today. It was innocent enough. We were traveling to Great-Grandma’s house and Colby was looking out the window at cars flying by. That’s when he brought it up. “Mommy, why do Transformers... Read More
A whole lotta scorin’ going on…
After my last blog, I have a feeling I know where your mind is headed with the title of this post. Don’t deny it, if you’re my reader, you’re probably gutter-brained too… (That’s why I like you.) After a week of stuffing myself silly at the Erma Bombeck Writers’ Workshop (dessert after two meals = awesome) I was more than a little leery of playing soccer last night. Less than a minute into the game, I realized I... Read More
Fortune Cookie Nookie
When we opened our fortune cookies after our Safeway-nese meal tonight, mine said, “Be prepared to receive something special.” Clint’s read, “You will continue to take chances and be glad you did.” My darling, nookie-deprived (because I’ve been gone for a week) husband came up to me later, holding both of our fortunes in his hand. “I want you to reflect on this,” he said, motioning toward the tiny slips of paper. “Tonight, I... Read More
