Monthly Archives: February 2009

So yesterday, my non-eater actually ate lunch. Not just any lunch, which typically would consist of milk and an elbow noodle or chip, but a grand buffet. Avocado, chips, noodles, egg salad and her milk. I was thrilled to hear … Continue reading →

I wonder if the two ugly boys are jealous of the good looking boy’s looks. It must be hard to have 2 ugly ducklings amidst a total hottie, in a Rick Springfield General Hospital kind of way. I was watching … Continue reading →

My non-eater asked me what the noise was coming through the heating vent in her sister’s room. “I think it’s the heat coming through and rattling the screws,” I said. I had thought that’s what it was, and then remembered … Continue reading →

Our house is laden with stink bugs. I don’t know where they come from, how they’re getting in, or why they stay, but they’re here. Every time I walk through my house, I have to stop, look and listen. I … Continue reading →

Every day I put my youngest down for her PM nap with the same intentions: to watch my Tivo.  Actually, I no longer have Tivo but I do have DVR.  Every afternoon, while my non-eater is napping, I plan for … Continue reading →

This afternoon, non-eater was begging me to take her to the park, fifteen minutes before her nap. Realizing that the second class child, who never gets to see the outside of this house, was going to be up for awhile, … Continue reading →

For the past week, a friend of my hubby’s has been providing me with my fix before the academy awards, this coming Sunday. Apparently a friend of his has the latest and greatest films on DVD that are currently in … Continue reading →

Yesterday was my 36th birthday. One might have presumed I would have slept in, enjoyed breakfast in bed while the hubby fed the girls downstairs. Perhaps enjoyed a long, hot shower which would include grooming the necessary items that needed … Continue reading →

While the husband and I were putting our non-eater to bed this evening, she demanded her paci. “PUT MY PACI RIGHT HERE; DO IT NOW.” My husband, unaware of her playfulness, got his feather’s ruffled and retorted: “Don’t speak to … Continue reading →

It’s Saturday night, Valentine’s day. I am watching wonderful husbands who wanted to surprise their wives on Oprah with serenades, cars, rings, or just jewelry. They wanted to share their love for all to see. I’m watching in my yellow, … Continue reading →