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January26
anti-lifestyle
This ain’t no lifestyle blog.
Here’s what’s really going on (an installment of my anti-lifestyle blog as referenced HERE).
On Thursdays, Zoe has preschool most of the day which gives me a little alone time with Junie. I took this alone time to read the book club book for book club TOMORROW while Junie trashed the house. She did one of her favorite crafts, empty-the-wipes, which involves pulling out all of the wipes and spreading them around. See below. Click to enlarge.
The other day when I tried to unload the dishwasher she climbed all over it and threw screaming fits when I tried to get her down. But look at her outfit!
I guess that’s all I can write for now because she is trying to pull the laptop off my lap and I’m worried she’ll spill my beer. Yes, I’m drinking beer. It’s happy hour.
Smooches!
January23
think thanks in the hizouse
My friend Liz is full of good ideas. I love being friends with people who have good ideas; it makes life so much more interesting.
Anyway, she came up with the idea to create a website that would provide people with a way to express gratitude daily. Why? Because expressing gratitude daily will actually make you happier. It’s all scientifically proven and shit.
I believe in this project and so I offered to help where I can.
Go check it out.
January22
iPhone no more
This week I’m going to give up my iPhone and replace it with just a regular old phone that rings and texts.
If you know me in real life, you may be shitting your drawers.
I am, in no uncertain terms, addicted to it. And I realized today that it’s pulling me away from my real life. If something is going to pull me away from my real life, it had better be valuable.
Don’t I sound so sure of myself?
It’s all for show. I’m kind of scared.
I know I need to do it because I want to be more deliberate about how I spend my time, but it’s going to be hard. I’ll miss the camera and the easy filters and the easy upload to Flickr. I’ll miss the baby monitor app that allows me to see a sleeping Junie in her carseat in the car (in the garage) while I am in the house. But I don’t think I’ll miss the other things. Not really.
I’m thinking of it as a gift for the people in my life; especially my kids. They deserve my full attention. They don’t deserve a mom sitting on the floor playing Words With Friends while I pretend to pay attention to a story about Barbie’s broken leg.
If Barbie needs help with her goddamn broken leg (try some sensible shoes, idiot), I will be there to cast it.
January09
our own arrow of time
When I first saw The Arrow of Time I was so in love with the idea I knew we had to do it, too.
This is our third year – we take our photos right around the new year.
I love seeing how much the kids change in just a few years. Josie goes from kid to teenager. It’s funny how I go from sort of pleasantly plump in the first picture to pregnant and so-swollen-I-look-like-my-head-might-explode in the second picture to sort of hipster lesbian in this year’s picture. I swear I’m not a hipster lesbian. Hipster lesbians (even the ones who live in the ‘burbs and drive mini-vans) probably still go to rock shows. I got the Phil Collins Hits CD in my stocking.
January07
ah, fuck it
I don’t think I put this on my new years resolution list but I was going to try and do a 21 day vegan/no-bad-carb thing this month as sort of a cleanse. Low booze, no sugar, no bread, etc., because everything around the holidays was so over-the-top sugary/boozy/bready.
I think 21 days is too long because it is January after all. It felt really good to get everything back to normal there and eat in a nice and clean way for a few days. BUT – January and February are, in my opinion, the lamest months out there. Seems unfair to take away some of the things that make life fun during that time. For example, Travis and I are going to see Sherlock Holmes today (our first bit of alone time in probably 3 weeks) at the fancy eat-in movie theater. What, I’m supposed to order a fruit plate and drink water? No, thanks. I’d like to at least have a beer FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.
