Rylee is going to be at school on Valentine’s Day this year…I am ridiculously excited to go buy some Valentine’s this weekend and write them out with her.
Rylee was about in tears last night at dinner because apparently when we told her one day she’ll grow up and move out it hurt her feelings. And she never wants to move out. It was the sweetest, saddest thing ever.
Wednesday night I made one of the top 3 worst dinners I have EVER made! I had a partial container of ricotta cheese, so I found this recipe on Kraft Foods. It had absolutely no flavor. And on top of that instead of fettuccine noodles, for novelty sake, I used some alphabet noodles. They were gross. And tiny. And the whole thing looked kind of like white throw up. Needless to say, we ate a lot of bread that night. And then threw out all the leftovers.
On the flip side, Monday night’s dinner was freaking fantastic and I will be sharing it on Sunday!
Today is payday and I’m using the fact that I “HAVE” to deposit my check in the bank as the perfect excuse swing into the Taco Bell that happens to be right next door. {I’m really excited for lunch}
Thank you guys so, so much for your support on the posts I wrote earlier this week…seriously I was about in tears reading some of the comments. You are awesome.
I just got word that I may be going down to Cali later this month to the Toyota Headquarters as part of my TWIN deal! You have NO idea how stoked I am for the opportunity! I’ll share more details when I know more myself.
It’s really, really hard for me to believe that four days from now we will be finding out if this little baby in my belly is a boy or a girl. It seems so soon! And no, I have no idea or predictions one way or the other. Do you?
Oh and on Monday I’m having a lunch date with my very best friend that consists of tuna fish sandwiches on toasted bread just like we always used to eat. It’s been far too long since we’ve had one of these lunches.
And now, I shall leave you with this. I saw this earlier and I couldn’t help but laugh a little, because holy cow can I relate…
So here it is Friday again, and I’ve gone another week with only blogging two times.
It’s easy to say work has been busy. Growing a baby is making me tired. There’s never enough hours in the day…blah blah blah.
And while those things are true, I’m kind of experiencing some writer’s block. Not that I really consider myself a “writer”, but I think you know what I mean.
It’s not that there’s been a lack of cute happening around my house, I mean Ry is keeping us on our toes with the things she’s saying/asking lately, but there’s just other things on my mind…things that I don’t normally write about but have been tugging at my heart anyway.
Normally I like to keep things pretty light hearted around here…fun photos and stories, etc but these things on my heart, they aren’t really “fun” and light hearted. They’re somewhat of the serious nature, and some might even say…controversial.
And I’ll be the first to admit, I’m not one for controversy. Or confrontation. Which has the fact that I’m even thinking about writing about these things scaring the ever loving crap out of me. But at the same time, I feel like if I don’t get them out there, maybe those whole writer’s block thing won’t go away and I’ll be stuck in some ugly blogging rut.
Am I even making any sense?
Who knows. But here’s what I do know, I’m going to spend some time tapping out these things that have been on my heart lately and try and get through this rut. Who knows if what comes out of my heart and my head will even make sense, but I’m going to do it anyway.
So, next week bare with me as I get…raw…and real…and put some of my actual, potentially unpopular opinions out there on the interwebs for all to see, and potentially judge. ::shudders::
Wait, does anyone actually say it “po-tah-toe” or is that just for the sake of the song?
{P.S. I know how to spell potato}
Ok, so moving on.
I thought about starting this out by saying “Oh I can’t believe I am putting this on the internet for the world to see” then I remembered that I recently posted THIS so clearly, I have no shame.
And so, without further adieu, I give you? The accent VLOG.
And for the record…I meant creeper in the sweetest way possible because I’ve totally been doing the same thing to every one of my internet-friends that’s done this so far.
The Questions:
1. What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
2. What is the bug that when you touch it, it curls into a ball?
3. What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
4. What do you call gym shoes?
5. What do you say to address a group of people?
6. What do you call the kind of spider (or spider-like creature) that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
7. What do you call your grandparents?
8. What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
9. What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
10. What is the thing you change the TV channel with?
My sister called me the other day to tell me a funny story.
My sister was talking to a Mary Kay customer of hers (yes, my sis is an MK consultant). This customer of hers is a friend of a friend of an in-law of mine…or something like that. Through their conversation about make-up-y things, they were catching on family life in general.
She asked what Rylee was going to be for Halloween. How old she was now, etc. Normal common ground chit-chat small talk-type stuff.
Then she asked if everything was ok with Andy and me.
My sister, kind of taken aback from this question out of what seemed like nowhere, said, yes of course, why do you ask?
Well, she went on to tell my sister how she was in town recently and went to the new Cosmos store in the mall and could’ve sworn she saw Rylee and me in picutres on the walls. But, it just couldn’t have been us because the man pictured was not Andy. She was confused. And concerned.
And the next time she spoke to her friend, who happens to be my sister-in-law {who, aside from family gatherings we happen to not really talk to} she asked what, if anything, was going on with Andy and I. I guess My sister-in-law just replied with an “I don’t know” sort of answer.
About that point in the conversation my sister laughed, assured her that everything was fine and that dude in the photos was just a model because Andy had to work on the day the photo shoot was scheduled.
Or maybe it was about that point in my sister telling me the story that I busted out laughing at it all…I can’t exactly remember now.
I seriously laugh out loud and just kind of shake my head thinking about it now.
And do think…it was all because of these photos…
I think it just goes to show you…we are very convincing models.