Weekend Wrap up- Visitor Edition

So this weekend had a plan: N's cousin was going to come hang out Saturday and Sunday. They would play video games, watch football, and do man things. The girls and I would just relax, go shopping , watch Bravo, and  do whatever I wanted.

Not. What. Happened. Kyle (the cousin) lives with his new girlfriend, whom we hadn't met. I asked N about 20 times last week to double check that Kyle was coming alone. It didn't matter, but I like to clean a little extra and plan on having company, ya know. "Oh no, Steph. Kyle keeps talking about how excited he is to play video games....she's definitely not coming."

So N texts Kyle to ask his ETA, which was 14 minutes, and then Kyle says "She's so shy. She's nervous to meet you." UMMMM.... I f'in told you, N.

So I had 14 minutes to shower and make my house look like I was expecting some girl I'd never met to come stay for the weekend.

It turned out fine, but not how I planned my weekend. I think I'll write more about their situation tomorrow, because I need to think it over a bit, but she was nice.

Next time I'll verify the number of visitors myself.

Early Christmas

 

Today we got a shed. Why is this exciting? Well, it's really not. Other than hopefully now I can walk in my garage. We moved in less than a year ago but have acquired WAY too much stuff in the past year. We have a 2 car garage, but if things keep up like this we won't be able to fit any cars in it. Right now I can't even open the car door and walk by- which is a HUGE hassle when you have a 2yo and a baby in a carrier.

 

 

It's hard to see, but there is about a foot between the edge of the crap and my car. I'm pretty sure I'm going to run over my husband's precious things if he doesn't move them out of my way tonight!

The bad news is they jacked up my lawn with their truck and now my backyard looks like corrugated cardboard

Weekend In Review

Well good morning. Yes, it's very early because I have a two year old who sits in her room and watches out the window for the first glimmer of sunshine and then yells until I wake up and get her out of her room.

This weekend was just a weekend. On Saturday morning my husband and his friend (who is an electrician) did a bunch of electrical work at my house. That means I didn't have power or heat for most of Saturday. That. was. awesome.

Sunday morning we were determined to go to church for the first time in over 2 years. Well, God apparently didn't want to see us because baby C slept for less than 4 hours on Saturday night.

I did some Christmas shopping at Kohls. God, I love me some Kohls' cash. I got some shoes. I also got this baby:

 

Apparently it's good with pet hair. I had another brand but it sucked. When I mentioned to hubster that I was going to buy a new one he said, "Oh yea. The old one was good until I used it to suck up all that dry-wall and dust." Thanks. I would have bought another one a long time ago if I knew the one I was using was clogged up with dry-wall.

I also decided to take on two 'small' projects. I bought a template to make a felt Advent Calendar. It could be an epic fail because I'm supposed to use my sewing machine for part of it- I'm hoping I can just use glue.

Secondly, I want to make these growth charts for the girls.

I'm not quite sure how exactly I'm going to make these turn out awesome. But I will. Or, they could fail.



I always love the Pinterest Fails. We've all been there. Hopefully my new projects are not PinFail worthy!

I'm Dating Again

When it comes to friends I've always liked the saying,
"I'd rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies."

I consider myself to be a really good friend, and I have really good friends.  But I've been thinking lately- how often do we make new friends as an adult? After college you get a new job and make a few friends, but after that- do we really meet many new people?

That is, until you have kids. It's hard because once you have kids the friendships start out about the kids and you sit back and watch each other parent. Then it's time to evaluate whether this is someone you would want to call a friend.

Now I feel like I'm dating all over again. Specifically, I'm dating two women. 

My first 'other woman' is my neighbor. She lives 2 doors down and has a daughter L's age and is due in Dec. with a little boy. We've gotten the girls together a lot over the last few months and I've really enjoyed our time together. We haven't gotten together as families (though we've each tried once), but I wonder when/if it will turn into the two of us doing things by ourselves. It's tough to not over-do it with trying to be friendly, but I don't want to see stand-offish either. I really want her to be my best friend- haha - because it's so convenient. Right now it's hard because my C is still miserable when I'm not around, but I'd love to go out for drinks some night- maybe after she has the baby so she doesn't think I'm just using her as a DD.

My second 'other woman' is a girl I went to high school with. We were never friends in high school and don't really have many mutual friends. A few months ago I sent her a FB message to ask for ideas of what to do with L in the area. She invited us over to play with her and her little girl, who is  a few months younger than L. Well, our relationship has taken off. We parent very similarly and really get along. After we hung out last time she sent me a text and told me that I was 'refreshing' and that she really liked spending time with me. Okay, that sounds weird, but it wasn't- it was like a guy saying he enjoyed that night's date. So yesterday she took it to the next level and asked me to hang out without the girls. I couldn't because germs have infested our house and everyone's sick, but I was really excited to get invited out.

Okay, so this sounds like I'm pathetic. But really, when is the last time you made a new friend that you didn't go to high school, college, or work with?

Weekend in Review

If I had to describe my weekend in one word?

Fail

If I had to describe my weekend in two words?

Epic Fail.

 

 

I was considering whether I should list my weekend fails or if I should just give a run down of the weekend- and then I realized they are one in the same.

 

Friday.

 

I started my day in the best way possible- posting a picture of my scale with my current weight on Facebook for my 936 friends to see.

 

Let me explain: I am in a secret Facebook group called 'Biggest Loser' with some friends. We are all trying to lose a few pounds and each Friday we post a picture of our scaled. Whoever loses the most weight at the end wins about $300.

 

Well, if posting it for all to see wasn't bad enough, a few people commented before I had time to take it down. No, they did not say 'Wow- great job! You still have a newborn." 3 people told me I should get a pedicure and one asshat told me I should join CrossFit.

 

Okay. I'll wait until both of  my girls take a nap at the same time (which they have never done) and I'll leave them at home and go get a pedicure. OR, I'll take them with me. I'm sure the nail ladies won't talk about me in Vietnamese.

 

And CrossFit? Um...I have a really hard time finding time to get on the exercise thing in my basement, let alone go throw some tires. So I engaged in a little Facebook fight with this guy- I won and he pulled our convo off of his page- hopefully because he felt like an ass.

 

So Friday started wonderfully and I felt great about myself.

 

Saturday

We were supposed to go out with our friends for a 30th birthday and my in-laws were going to watch the girls. I wanted to put L down for a late nap to start adjusting her to the time change that was going to happen. Oh, she adjusted. She adjusted by taking NO nap at all. She usually sleeps for 2-3 hours and Saturday- nothing. So she was in a great mood.

 

We went out to dinner, which was eh, and the whole time I was wishing I was with my other friends. And then my in-laws called to tell us C had been crying for an hour and a half. So we left. When I went to change C's diaper I realized they had put a 2yo's diaper on a 3 month old. What?

 

Sunday

 

I woke up exhausted because L had woken up 4 times Saturday night. I needed to get some work done so I left for an hour to sit at Starbucks and get some work done. I stood in line for 20 minutes to get a Chai, only to find out I left my wallet at home. No chai or chocolate chip cookie for me. And I had to sit at a table in the sun.

 

When I got home I confirmed my fears- Lil is sick. She was miserable all morning, and it was getting worse.

 

Lastly, after giving both girls a bath I decided to treat myself to a shower. Apparently our hot water heater can't handle 2 baths and 2 showers because my shower was cold after 2 minutes.

 

To Sum It Up

 

I started my weekend by telling 936 people how much I weigh and ended it in a cold shower

 

Now, if you don't mind...

 



2 kids in a Pumpkin

So I'm sure you've seen cute pictures of babies in pumpkins on Pinterest, right? Well, when L was born I decided I, too, would put my baby in a pumpkin. It was awful. She hated it and did not smile and I did not get a cute baby in a pumpkin picture.

Fast forward to last night. I thought "I have a baby. I must put her in a pumpkin." Well, we had the same response from baby #2.

C is on the left. L is on the right.

Weekend in Review

It's pretty sad, but for my first 'Weekend in Review' I really have nothing much to share. After my kid peed all over herself in the mall I had a pretty quiet weekend.

The one thing I did work on was getting baby C to sleep in her own damn room, and not in my bed. I really wouldn't mind, but she's like a heat-seeking missal and doesn't lay next to me, rather has to be attached to me while sleeping. Also, she is getting big. Below is a picture that I took around 4am a few weeks ago. Now she's much bigger and I'm getting pushed off the side of the bed. You can't see in the picture, but there is a bassinet attached to my side of the bed that she is supposed to sleep in, however, I usually end up sleeping half in the bassinet and half in my bed. Don't worry, my husband takes a sleeping pill and sleeps through the night just fine.

 

 

She hasn't been going down easily, but 2/3 nights she's only woken up one time, so I'm considering this a success.

 

 

Other than working on sleep we just hung out. My dad and grandfather were over yesterday to help N build the site for our shed. My grandmother came to hang out. I made a pot roast.

 

Okay. After typing this I realize my life is not exciting like a circus, rather it's as exciting as bingo at a nursing home.