Oh, Right, Update

22 11 2017

Since 2011

  • We had another Kid. He is 4, the other is 7. SEVEN. What the what.
  • Older Cat (Buffy) died. She walked out the door when I let Bailey out, giving me the chocolate starfish before meowing at me and walking away.
  • Bailey (dog) died.  I had to be in charge of that and it was awful. She got very sick, very fast.
  • Closed the shop. Physiological wounds remain.
  • Got a puppy. She’s 5.5 months old and a rescue dog. Much to the kid’s chagrin, she doesn’t recuse people, we rescued her. She was found, at 6 weeks old, on a property in SC that “didn’t know they had dogs”. Moved in with us at 13 weeks and has been a welcome addition since. The Mister said that her sister was being fixed at the same time and the family thought our dog was their dog due to color and “weird spotty tongue”. The other dog pooped in the parking lot, while our dog poops where we need to use the yard.
  • Gives more information about the dog than anything else. I have my reasons.

Back in to it?

22 11 2017

Yeah, so, a few people have asked me to get back in to writing… but, what do I write about?
“Okay, I have kids and this also happens to me.”
“I too enjoy wine/beer/liquor/water/La Croix.”
“I’m also trying to navigate through life.”
“My guilty pleasure is Catfish as well.”
What is it that makes this/my life interesting? What have I got that makes it something people want to read?
I’ve heard I’m witty, so maybe that’s it?
We all go through the same things in life (groceries, sleeping, friends, adventures). I think, no, I know that this is what keeps me from re-blogging? Blogging again?
Life has taken quite the winding road the past 10 years, not on the map at all but this is where I am now, is it still what it was?
I feel comfortable in my new skin (right? right?!), blogging is a bit of an Edgar Suit for me (here’s where a photo from Vincent D’Onofrio in Men in Black would go).
One of my things is trying to get back in to writing, without thumbs.
Had to do one of those awkward, “Letters I write but don’t get sent and gets burned” things, which was pretty cathartic, but the burning was a let-down.
Back on track, I enjoyed the writing of that letter. The freedom. The “just” writing. Letting it go. The stream of conscientiousness. And I realized I  missed it (evident much?), the writing.
Where do I go from here? Do I let this fizzle out, again? Bore you with the mundane day-to-day (maybe my day is more interesting than yours. Wegmans IS pretty exciting on a Tuesday)? Write to write?
Writing fills a little puzzle piece of my heart… something I did, and loved, but lost. Kind of like when I met my husband or had kids, I didn’t know that piece of my heart was missing until I found it.
No expectations. No benchmarks. No “you should”. I’m going to write to write because it feels good, even if it’s after a couple of glasses of wine.


Da Grind

19 03 2012


so, whaddImiss?

It’s un-offically day 4 of operations over at fresh & fluffy  and the biggest issue I’ve had to deal with is trying to figure out where the damn potato bugs (or rolly-pollies or pill bugs) carcasses are coming from.
Not too bad.

I’ve decided to do a “soft open”* for the time being.

Now that I’m back to work, I can start doing things like paying attention to my google reader and organizing my photos. Because I’m the boss.

* open, but not openopen. I’m here and doing stuff, but I haven’t made any grand announcement because I need to make sure that I have what I need to have and I know how to work my point-of-sale in a manner which does not require swearing.

Wordless Wednesday: Baby! You’re a Star!

21 12 2011

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Peek-a-Boo! Here I am!

25 10 2011

Howdy Y’all!

I’m still banging around, things have just been CRAZY lately.

Since we last talked:
* Mr.C Turned 1
* Mr. C is an INTERNATIONAL MODEL on a Fisher-Price toy. He’s on Amazon.com right now, we’re waiting to see if he gets on the box.

Fisher-Price Push'n'See Monkey

(Yes, that really is MY KID. Those toes drive me insane with nibbles!)

* Mr. C has 8 teeth, including one molar.
* Mr. C got baptized. Which, if you know me, is a big freakin’ deal.
* We’re up to about 10 words, “Baywee” (Bailey), Kitty, Doggie, MOMMA!, Dada, Piggies (toes), Up, Yeah, Hi, Bye, Baby. He’ll imitate syllable noises too.
* I have not been committed to the nuthouse. yet.
* Steve and I celebrated our 7-year wedding anniversary.
* In late June, I had a “wacky” idea. Started working on it in July. Did a whole bunch of legal stuff. Found out on Mr. C’s birthday that I AM A SMALL BUSINESS OWNER.
You may say that my cloth diapering obsession has reached epic proportions.


Houdini’s First Two Tricks

8 08 2011


For a while, we were pretty sure that The Dude was Richard Wright reincarnated.
However, he’s making me think he’s more of a Houdini…

Example 1)


[No, he is not faceplanting, he is CRAWLING OUT of his 3-point-harness rocker seat.]
”Momma smells, I’m gonna pop you in here for like, 5 minutes while I shower…”
”(Screams of protest)”
”You’re fine.”
I pop my head out of the shower because he’s making it sound like he’s being attacked by bears to see he’s turned himself upside down and is attempting an escape.
In the time it took me to wash the 2-in-1 out my hair and wrap myself in a towel, he had loosened himself out and was motoring across the floor.

Example 2)

“Come on Dude, let’s go swimming!”
Across the pool he goes and over the side.
And then back into the pool.
And back out.
And back in.
And out.
wash. rinse. repeat.

Wordless Wednesday: Wrinkles

6 07 2011