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the things you find at Target

It was a busy busy day, and I am tired! I hope Dylan sleeps tonight. He woke up at 3:00 a.m. last night and wouldn’t go back to sleep because his nightlight bulb was blown and I think it freaked him out. It’s replaced now, 

weight loss for the mathematically inclined

If you don’t mind learning about weight loss from a chubby girl. The way I figure it, no one knows more about losing weight than a girl who’s been battling it her whole life. Unfortunately, knowing the stuff and living the life are two entirely 

SAHMs don’t get sick days

I love my baby. But am I allowed to say I love him more after he’s had a three hour nap? More precisely, it’s that I have the energy to love him more. Does that disqualify me from the “good mommy club”? Today was not 

art in modeling and the end days

Ugh, this sickness! My poor, poor baby had this terrible sickness, and now I know why he was so sad! He’s feeling much better now though, so I can thoroughly concentrate on feeling sorry for myself. I sat around all day, watched a Top Model 

i love my husband

Of course, the night Jim has couch duty, Dylan actually sleeps 6 whole hours in his own bed! Dylan is feeling a little better today. Jim and I are doped up on DayQuil. We’re making it work. First, before I tell you this little story, 

the incredible snotty baby, part two

I don’t actually exist right now, today, or for the past 72-ish hours. My brain is slush. My neck is kinked in about five places. The ONLY place he’ll sleep is on the couch, on my chest, which doesn’t quite count as sleep for me. 

for the love of snot!

Oh Good Lord, he’s got a molar coming through!!! There is snot and drool everywhere! He hasn’t slept more than four hours in the past 24 hours. I never imagined a teething baby could turn two grown adults into such an incompetent mess.

cuddle the baby kind of day

Today has been an uninspiring brain-dead day. It started out in a frump, and was doomed ever since. I actually got my butt out of bed at 6:00 a.m. and got on the treadmill. Then I realize, Oh My God, I am not an athlete, 

happy voting day

I wish I were a morning person, but I am not. It would make so many things easier. I could get up at 6:00, write for an hour, exercise for half an hour, before the baby wakes up at 7:30. Maybe I could even catch 

go writers! get paid!

I say, good for you, WGA! Down with corporate greed! Pay the people, the talent, the brains, that make your money for you! Good for you guys, and if my favorite shows go off the air for a while, I will wait patiently for them