Wednesday, November 29, 2006

So I usually don't admit this to many people, but, take deep breath... Big confession coming.... I enjoy celebrity tabloid type gossip. It' s silly. It's pure escapism. And it's funny. That said, I am sad to see that a certain newly single, mother of two pop star has been photographed repeatedly in the past week or so without undies! What is she thinking? Come on Britany, I was never a big fan of your music, but after you had kids, I felt for you... It seemed like you were having some problems adjusting to motherhood and boy, did you make some big mistakes (the car seat, the highchair, etc) but I really was pulling for you.

That is, until you started hanging out with youknowwho, the super skank, and adopting her underpantsless habits. What is up with the crotch flashing?! Come on now, you're a mother of two! I realize that you are young and want to just get out and party some... And that you probably have a lot of steam to blow off after putting up with your scum of a soon to be exhusband.... But really, keep in mind that your two sons are your priority now! After all, do you really think that what you are doing is setting a good example for them? Do you really want them to google you name and see these pictures as soon as they are old enough to reach a keyboard and spell Mommy's name? How do you plan on explaining the pictures to them? What are they doing and who is taking care of them while you are partying all night with the superskank? And who takes care of them while you sleep it off? How much time are you really spending with them anyway, between your hard core partying and the hangover that is sure to follow? Doesn't seem to leave much time to be a parent, now does it?

I have a daughter who is just a month younger than your oldest. I know how much attention they need at this age... And I remember how much she needed when she was an infant. You have two under two... I can't see how you have time to pee in private, much less get a bad weave and party with the skanks all night.

I feel really sorry for your children. Based on how much your photographed without them, I can't see how you spend much of any time with them. They are being raised by nannys and servants, huh? What they really need is you.

Wake up Brit. Stay home with your kids and stop flashing your vag. We know you have one. After all, that's how you got the two kiddos, no?

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Thanksgiving has come and gone. We had a very good turkey day. Hubby smoked a 14 pound turkey. It was so good! He had never smoked a turkey before, so, he did a lot of research as to temperature and cooking time. He also determined that we should brine the turkey overnight before smoking. So, the day before thanksgiving, we made a simple brine and dropped the turkey in, overnight. The next day, Thursday, Hubby woke up at 6 AM to start the fire. I was hoping that Precious Baby would sleep for a bit longer so I could prep the turkey before we put it on the fire, but no such luck. She was giggling and grinning at me as soon as her daddy got out of bed. So, she got up with me and played on the floor while I made fresh herb butter (rosemary, italian parsley and sage... mmmm!) and then smeared the butter all over the turkey. I also placed a some carrots, celery, an onion, an apple and some rosemary inside the cavity of the bird to add flavor. Finally, I covered the breast with pancetta. The turkey went into the smoker at half past 7. that left me the rest of the day to make green beans almondine and some dressing. The rest of the side dishes were made and brought by our guests. My friend Caroline and her husband brought pumpkin bread, sweet potatoes, and apple piue and some bruchetta. My sister and brother in law brought mashed potatoes and a pumpkin pie. My parents came and brought plenty of wine. We opened our antique dining table out to comfortably seat eight adults and it was just perfect. The turkey came out wonderfully... it took eight hours to smoke to absolute perfection.. it was juicy and tender and so flavorful. Everyone loved it... my dad, who kisses no one's ass even told Hubby that he really had done it perfectly. The deserts were excellent too. All in all, it was a great thanksgiving and honestly, I look forward to doing it again next year.
Of course, now christmas is coming. And the fun really starts this weekend... which is Boy's 12th Birthday! His grandparents are coming from Houston to see him and we'll put up the tree this weekend. I also plan to make Boy and Hubby hang lights outside. We didn't do it last year, because we were so consumed with precious baby, who was just a little newborn, and I really missed having the lights. I want Hubby and Boy to wrap the columns of the front porch, run lights along the roof line of the porch, and put lights in the trees. We also ordered a wreath and I'm waiting for it to arrive so I can hang it on the front door. Watch out, Martha Stweart! Rrrrright.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

It's cold today!
I'm so glad. Here in our part of Texas, it seems like it's never winter... In fact we never have seasons... Just warm and hot. I actually got to wear my favorite 3/4 length leather coat and I dressed precious baby in her new winter coat... A little velvet swing coat number! So cute! Now she just needs a cute little fair isle knit cap with ears that ties under the chin!

Ok, I'm closet fashionista... I just lack the execution. I really want to look nice, and put together and wear makeup, etc... But I end up looking like a frump. I think part of it is that I'm still carrying around more pounds than I'd like. I've been running, and for a while it seemed to work, but I think I've hit a plateau. I've read up on best shape of your life and something called the five factor, and I think that kind of a blend of these two approaches might work for me. So, I'm going to try to work out at the gym every other day, doing a few "major muscle group " moves to muscle failure, and then do some intense cardio for about 15 minutes. On the off days, I'll continue to run. I like running, because it allows me to be with Precious baby... She loves the jogging stroller! She just giggles away the entire ride.

Now, if I can just stick to that, and see some results, I think I'll be more motivated to do more with my appearance... I'd like to have a more fashionable hair style. Right now, my hair is long- to the middle of my back, all one length, uncolored and badly in need of a trim. I've had long layers before, so I'd kind of like to go back to that, maybe just longer overall. Really, what I want is hair that looks like a shampoo commercial... Long, thick, bouncy... And with totally no effort. Yeah, right. Like that's going to happen. Realistically, any style I choose over what I have now is going to require more than the wash and wear I do now. Funny, there was a time when I got up every morning and did the wash/dry/style routine.... What happened? Oh, yeah, I had a child. I suddenly learned to value sleep over style.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

The sickness train continues. Hubby came home last night, complaining that he still didn't feel well. He took his temperature and he did have a low grade fevor. Apparently, he thinks that being sick means that he is entitled to lay in bed complaining and not doing anything around the house. While I know he didn't feel well and I can certainly sypathize, it really is hard to do everything your self while holding a cranky 13 month old who cries as soon as you put her down. Parenting doesnt stop because you don't feel well. I know I was sick the night before, but I still had to get up and take care of precious baby everytime she woke up. Oh well. He calmed down soon after. I think his outburst was just prompted by not feeling well.

Then, last night right before she went to sleep, precious baby threw up again! She hadn't been sick since Sunday. And boy was it a lot. All over me, all over the bed. Poor thing! She was so scared! It took me a while to calm her down, then she nursed and went to sleep. Luckily, she wasn't sick during the night, but, of course, now I'm pretty worried that she hasn't really gotten over being sick.

At least Hubby seems to be recovered this morning!

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Being ill sucks.
Precious Baby was sick this weekend. Now it seems that I have gotten a minor version of this illness. Last night I felt crappy. Crampy, tired, sore... and it got worse. Nausea, but no vomiting, and (as Hubby calls it) "the big D". ugh. Of course, I got very little sleep, since I was getting up and going to the bathroom every hour of so. Precious Baby must have known something was up... she wasn't very wakeful last night and when she did wake, she was back to sleep pretty quickly and with minimal fuss. It's the next day now, and I still feel off, and pretty out of it too, since I didn't get much sleep last night.

Oh, and to make it even better, Hubby just emailed me and described the same symptoms I had last night! Ugh! I just can't win.

Although, I should be grateful that my illness wasn't even close to what Precious baby went through. She threw up for about 12 hours and had several bouts of the "the big D". So I should probably just shut my big yap and be glad I'm not experiencing that.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Precious baby was sick this weekend. Sicker than she's ever been. She had some kind of stomach bug and was vomiting and had diarrhea. Poor little thing! It started on Saturday. She woke up at about 3 am, crying. She threw up in her little bed. I picked her up and tried to comfort her. In the dark I hadn't realized that she had thrown up until she did it again, this time down my back. She was so upset and scared, and so was I! Hubby, meanwhile, got up and pulled the sheets off her little bed and put a towel down. I got her cleaned up and calmed down and back to sleep. She woke up about two hours later, and puked again, several times. So it went. She'd puke, nurse, calm down, sleep, and then wake up and repeat. She puked in her bed, our bed, down my back, down my front, on the floor, on Hubby... You name it.

she recovered on Sunday... She was sick a few more times, but each time it was further apart and a lot less than before. By Sunday evening she was reclining in Hubbys arms like a tiny baby, holding her cuppy, drinking a mixture of juice, pedialyte and water. She was wakeful on Sunday night, but no puking! I was so relieved.

The amount of laundry produced by Precious Baby's illness was staggering. I think Hubby and I did 5 or 6 loads yesterday. The sheets for our bed, her bed, all the towels that she either puked on or we used to clean her or ourselves, the multiple sets of jammies for each of us, it was just unreal.

I'm just so glad it's over and she's feeling better. There is nothing worse than knowing your precious child doesn't feel good.

But the laundry was a close second!

Monday, November 06, 2006

Christmas is coming.
Dont get me wrong, I love Christmas, and this one is going to be really exciting, because it will be the first one where precious baby will be old enough to know what is going on! that, alone is really exciting, and it will be even better because this year Boy is with us for Christmas (we alternate with his mom) and it always seems so much more like the holidays when he is with us, so it really means a lot to me.
it just seems so soon... the day after Halloween, I was driving past a shopping area near my home and they had already put out the christmas decorations! It just kind ups the ante, I guess, that now it's time for the holiday hysteria...
We are also going to MILs for Christmas this year.... I'd prefer to have Christmas at our house, because of all the stuff that we have to take with us for precious baby.... but I also realize that it means a lot to Hubby to see his family for Christmas.... guess I just wish they would come here! It really doesn't seem like christmas to me when it isn't at our house.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Halloween! Boo!
We took precious baby "trick or treating" last night.. sort of. We took her around to see some of our neighbors, dressed in her oh so cute jack o lantern outfit. She was so cute it just broke my heart. Then she "helped" me hand out candy. All the little kids in our neighborhood came by... lots of princesses, pirates, Buz Lightyear, Curious George, a teddy bear.... they were all so cute.

Then Hubby wanted to watch "Hostel" an nice gory horror movie. I don't like gore. I can deal with movies like Jason or Freddie or Michael Myers... they are so campy, they're hysterical. But this movie was creepy and very gory. Honestly, when it was time for precious baby's bath, I was relieved to have an excuse to get away from the TV.

Now, for Thanksgiving.