Wednesday, October 31, 2012

This is Halloween...

We survived! Actually, we got really lucky. There was lots of rain and wind and one particularly embarrassing moment where the wind sounded like a freaking cyclone outside and I snatched Raine up to hide behind the refrigerator because there is no safe place in my house away from potential shattering windows so I was using the fridge as a damn shield. Jimmy is still poking fun at me over that.... he's very insensitive. Otherwise we made it through unscathed. We didn't even lose power. Many other people had it much worse and my thoughts are with them big time today. We got lucky in a major way... others, not so much unfortunately.

In other, happier news, it's Halloween!! Damage was minimal around here so it looks like the festivities are still on and I am psyched. We got to sport our costumes and Raine got to try out trick-or-treating this weekend at our town's "Trunk or Treat" shindig. Basically people line up their cars, decorate them, and the kids go down the line trick-or-treating at each car. Some people prefer it and find it safer than going door to door. This year it was much bigger and packed because many thought we would lose Halloween to the storm. It was a little unorganized and annoying for the adults but the kids had fun and our costumes were a big hit. 

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If you don't recognize us we are Finn, Jake, and Princess Bubblegum from Adventure Time. I felt like a damn Disney Princess in this costume! People were stopping us to comment on them, little kids wanted to say hi and to hug us, and people were screaming at us from all over. I think I now have a small understanding of what it is like to be a celebrity. At one point we were waiting on traffic so we could cross the street and people were yelling "We love you, Princess Bubblegum!!" from their cars and honking at us.... it was a little surreal.

Baby Finn! He's a "tough tootin Baby :) 

We also decided to paint pumpkins this weekend with our friend Yari and her daughter Lillie. We wanted to give painting a shot over carving. We got a little lazy with the actual painting of our pumpkins though when The Destroyer started slopping paint all over the place including on himself. In the end I had more fun doing it this way over carving and I think Raine enjoyed it a lot more too..... obviously.

Raine's pumpkin.... He loves his "lellow"
Miss Lillie's pumpkin
Raine destroyed daddy's painting so James went simple in the end
...and Yari cheated obviously ;D
and I went solid blue because a toddler was painting my face

Tonight we are thinking of heading up to our potential new neighborhood (yup, still waiting on this house stuff) and letting Raine go door to door up there then maybe finish up at home with some Nightmare Before Christmas (both a Halloween and a Christmas tradition in this house) and The Worst Witch.... Because its not Halloween without that movie.

I've told you guys about Jimmy's big Tim Curry crush, right?

Hope everyone has a safe and happy Halloween!!

Monday, October 29, 2012

Instagram Lovins

Okay, so the world is ending apparently for us today. Hurricane Sandy is on her way and should hit us in Connecticut around 3 pm and she's planning to stay for a awhile. This is probably stating the obvious but posts could possibly be sparse around here as power shuts down which we are told is inevitable. No idea when things will be back up and running either. 

I'll admit I'm a little nervous. All kidding aside, these things are different now that I have a little boy to worry about. Plus there is just something about our governor saying " This is the largest threat to human life this state has experienced in anyone's lifetime" that doesn't exactly strike a sense of calm within me. 

So we are hunkered down for now and as prepared as we can be. In the meantime, how about some instagram love? 


1} Jimmy doesn't mess around with our grocery lists and meal planning. He's almost got everything down to a science. This is on the side of our fridge.... don't even get me started on the excel spreadsheets involved in this project.
2} Pretty papers for a couple new projects I have underway.... If I live through this storm.
3} I love footsie pajamas! They make Raine look so cute :D
4} Hanging out Al Bundy style on the couch.
5} Carrying his pumpkin bucket all over the house. It's a new fixation.
6} Sneak peak at our Adventure Time costumes :)
7} I'm developing an obsession with comfy gap pullover hoodies and lounge pants.
8} Raine has been carrying around this monkey his Uncle got him all over the place for a few days now. He likes to make him "talk" at us.
9} This is the way he insists on eating his meals now. Like a big boy. No highchair or booster seat. If we try either of those things he freaks out. Hey, as long as he's eating, right?!

Well, if you're in the path of this crazy crap, stay safe!

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Friday, October 26, 2012

Friday's Letters


Dear new comfy sectional,
I love you. I mean that with every fiber of my being. I can't believe I had that silly leather love seat in my living room for so long. It was uncomfortable to the point that I wouldn't even hang in my own living space! But you, my perfect sectional, have changed all that. If I didn't think Jimmy would pitch a fit, I would sleep on you every night. Although..... There is room on you for both of us....hmmm...

Dear footsie pajamas,
I love you too. Not for me of course (or maybe?) but for Raine. He looks so cute running around in little footsies. You also make him appear just a tad bit younger which appeals to me. He's growing up too fast. Plus your fleece-type material makes him all warm and cuddly. Hugging him is like hugging a large teddy bear. I'm going to go buy a million more pairs of you this weekend I think.

Dear Raine,
Mommy has been a little caught up in projects this week and I am so sorry my attention span has been lacking. Thank you for being an angel and keeping yourself occupied while I figure out my new projects. Could you be any more perfect?

Dear Hurricane Sandy,
Really? You're going to thieve our Halloween, aren't you? The first year I was going to take the boy out trick-or-treating too. Last year we got hit with a major snow storm that basically took my town a week to dig out of and Halloween was canceled. I missed the whole thing of course because I was in Florida on my honeymoon... This is payback, isn't it?

Dear Jimmy,
I promise, starting next week, that I will actually get off the computer and come to bed at night... maybe.

Dear weekend,
I'm pretty excited for you to get here. A couple of Halloween parties to dress up for and some relaxation with The Cuddler is in our future. Word.

Happy weekend, Home Slices. And for those of you in Sandy's path, stay safe!

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Thursday, October 25, 2012

At A Snail's Pace

Eating off the floor. Because that's healthy. 

So I got on the scale on Monday just to have a sort of "starting over" weight. I was terrified thinking I must have gained 25 lbs at least.... Okay, I am a known exaggerator but seriously, things have been BAD the last two weeks. Not one workout and my eating..... Questionable. And that's cutting myself some slack which I shouldn't...
Stats
Weight loss this weigh-in: +3 lbs 
Total weight loss: 7 lbs

3 lbs, folks which isn't end of the world terrible or anything. It's definitely not the 5-10 lbs I had assumed that I gained. I feel pretty yucky regardless and the way I have been eating hasn't made things better with my reflux. Sometimes I can't even eat because the heartburn is so bad.... Which may be why it was only a 3 lb gain to begin with.

This week I have definitely been eating better and I can feel the differences already. I feel less bloated and gross and the reflux symptoms are calming down again. I haven't worked out just yet. I have been trying to slowly reintroduce myself to my old routine with Raine and household chores so I thought I'd start slow. Maybe get those things situated then reintroduce exercise into that routine.

These things can be difficult for me when you add my obsessive compulsive disorder into the mix. I could say "I'm going to start my entire routine over just the way it was on Monday" but if I set that standard to myself and then miss any part of that routine like say, putting Raine down for his nap at exactly 1 p.m., then the whole routine crumbles. And I can't just start over the next day either. I have to start over the following Monday. By slowly building up to it I can usually stick things out and if I fall off the routine a little I can usually pick up the next day if I do it slowly this way. Slow leaves things less likely to become overwhelming in the obsessive compulsive sense.

I'd like to kill the psychologist who diagnosed my obsessive compulsive disorder as "mild", by the way.

So that's where I am at. Taking it day by day. Eating right and getting the house situated. I'm hoping to get exercise in either the end of the week or start on Monday. I'm still healing a little bit too on top of everything so it's probably best, this snails pace I've adapted. My jaw still feels a little tight and I get migraines from it. Damn migraines.

Let me just say, I'm beginning to not hate Vicodin.

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I've been nominated for The Liebster Blog award.... again! I have to say, I am getting a bit of a big head here. Twice in one week? That's banana sandwich :D This time Lauren over at Life As A Labeth nominated me. Like yesterday I figure I won't get into all the questions and repeat nominations since this is my third nomination but I encourage you to head over and visit Lauren's little corner of the internet..... she's got some cute puppies going on over there. I know how much some of you like dachshunds ;D

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Taking My Sexy Back...... Dammit.

I swear, if one more person taunts me about my supposed "mom" haircut I am going to tweak out. Let me get this straight, so if you hack off your hair after you become a mother it's suddenly "mom" hair? It doesn't seem to matter that I have grown it long and hacked it off all my damn life.... Not to mention IT'S PURPLE?! Can purple hair even be considered "mom" hair?!

Does this look like "Mom hair" to you?!

I'll admit, I cut it because I am so sick and tired of straightening it and dealing with long tresses. Longer doesn't necessarily work with natural curls and layers to maintain curl can grow out so fast. I was straightening it every day and the funky hair color gets a little crazy to do when it's longer than shoulder length. So I guess by definition it is a mom hair cut simply because I cut it out of laziness.

But answer me this, why does cutting your hair suddenly make you less appealing? It's as if the moment my hairdresser took the scissors to my head I had taken a step towards frumpy housewife status. According to society (or whatever) I am no longer appealing as a woman. If I want to be "sexy" I have to have long, luscious, locks and a trim figure. I guess my punky, short hair and healthy figure aren't acceptable if I want to be attractive.

What's sexy or attractive anyway? According to Jimmy, it's when I am sick. He thinks it's adorable when I am a little helpless and actually let him take care of me. He also loves when I wear any sort of patterned socks. Yup, patterned socks are sexy in this house so we obviously have no idea what we are talking about.

Even so, I find Jimmy's humor the most attractive thing ever and even though I think he's handsome as hell, that's not going to be what sustains our marriage, is it? WHO he IS is sexy to me not how he looks. Even though he's handsome...... When he decides to clean up anyway because otherwise he tends to look like a creepy pedophile...... his looks will fade with time as will mine.

My point? Who the hell knows anymore. I guess I'm saying that just because I hack my hair off doesn't mean I can automatically be squeezed into some little stereotypical bubble. I may have cut it for "mom" reasons but it was also a nod to my edgy, adventurous side.

Just quit "Mom-ing" me, People!

What's attractive to you? Is it a great sense of humor like me? Or a sexy pair of argyle socks like Jimmy? If that's the case, I promise I won't make fun of you.... Okay, maybe a little. ;)
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Also, Alicia over at True Souther Lies nominated me for the Liebster Blog Award! Yup, this is the second time I have been nominated so It will probably be a little weird to do it again.... I doubt I could come up with another 11 facts about me. Not today anyway with my mind in 100 different places like "Mom Hair" so head on over to Alicia's blog and say hello when you get a chance. It's very pretty over there. Lots of colors just the way I like it! ;D 

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Conversations With The Cuddler

{Conversations with The Cuddler posts are excerpts of conversations with my husband, James. It's a peek at the hilarious, sometimes bazaar, always nonsensical topics that come up around here. In short, my husband just says the darndest things.} 

James: I think people are itching for a conversation with the Cuddler post. There hasn't been one in awhile. I think people would like one.

That's right, Guys. He's become that desperate for attention. So here's this video of him reading to Raine but no, it's not a book. Because reading the same 5 books has become just a teensy bit tedious. Now we read him just about anything else........... including nutrition labels! Yup, we've officially lost our shit, I think. But Raine sure as hell doesn't seem to mind and Jimmy takes the opportunity to teach him some chemistry lingo:

Monday, October 22, 2012

Instagram Lovins

My mind has been running in circles for the last week with all sorts of new ideas and thoughts. It's sort of making me crazy. I feel like I am overflowing with creativity and I have been so excited that sometimes I worry that my heart will pound right out of my chest. At first I was sort of blaming the Vicodin the oral surgeon has me taking but now that I am feeling much better I can only assume that was a crappy hypothesis because my head is still spinning. 

It's funny. I have never fancied myself a creative person. Friends and family beg to differ and I get emails from you guys all the time about one project or another but I guess I never really viewed myself that way before. But now.... I think I may explode. I have been making all sorts of things and designing stores and blogs for a couple of friends and my mind is just manic with all of these new things I am coming up with. I lay in bed and just stare at the ceiling. I've even had to jump out of bed a few times to go make something just to get it out of my poor little head so I could sleep! I'm tired, yo! So very tired. 

On with the show!


1} Pumpkin spice coffee mate, baby! Cheaper than Starbucks and a little healthier too. Not to mention, I've needed the caffeine the last few days..
2} A little boy snuggled in my lap... I can't complain.
3} Thank you cards for Miss Melinda.
4} "Why did you do this?" I asked. "Hot" he says. He keeps sneaking out of his clothes. It's cold in my house, guys! This kid is loco!
5} Just one of the ideas brewing in this head of mine.... maybe?
6} Practicing his letters.
7} Time to pump up the volume on the pink because I am never satisfied.
8}.... but now I am! This may be my favorite color yet.
9} My favorite new flats from Forever 21.

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Friday, October 19, 2012

Friday's Letters


Dear tummy sleeping me,
It's been grand but my days of tummy sleeping are over. They have to be! I'm almost positive that the craned position of my neck when I sleep on my stomach is the culprit for my neck pain. When I sleep slightly elevated on my back, like I've had to do the last week or so for my teeth, I wake up with hardly any neck pain at all! So I know it's been a long time. 30 years, in fact. But I now have to transition into becoming a back sleeper.... Which now exposes me more easily to the monsters so now they can get me. Damn.

Dear eBay bidder that doesn't want to pay,
Why would you bid on something that you have no intention of paying for? Did you think I would just ship it without payment first?! Now I have to go through this whole process to be able to get my fees back and relist this item.... Thanks a lot! Bargle.

Dear HTML and CSS,
I am falling in love with you. I love working on websites and messing with your beautiful codings to see how I can manipulate the beauty of a site. Wish I knew this 10 years ago when I was trying to figure out what to go to freaking college for! But it's okay, I'm enjoying these blog and store designs and now that I am home full time I can "play" a lot more. Although I think Jimmy hates me staying up till 4 a.m. messing with code. In fact, I think he's jealous of you. It's his own fault! He told me to get a damn hobby.... I did, okay?

Dear James, 
It's been one hell of a week, huh? We need to get back into our routine before this house falls apart. Though it hasn't yet and I suppose we both deserve a week of laziness. Today we both have migraines and you are heading home from work early.... I see a lot more lounging on the couch in our future. At least for the weekend. We'll just get back into the groove on Monday, okay?

Dear Coffee-Mate Pumpkin Spice Creamer, 
Oh. My. God. I love you. You're so tasty. Not to mention way cheaper than Starbucks and a hell of a lot less fattening too. Smooches! Yes, I smooch the creamer. 

Dear Raine, 
Every morning when I retrieve you from your crib you're partially stripped down. Socks missing, shirts half off and on one occasion your pants were missing. Your answer is the same every damn time. "Hot" but the thing is, I KNOW your room is freezing at night. I'm scared to dress you a little lighter becuase I don't want you to get a chill but it looks like you may be like your mom. I love to be cold when I sleep so maybe you do to? But work with me a little, okay? At least use a damn blanket. 

Dear blogs I love,
I miss you so much and I have a lot of catching up to do. You would think with all this stranded on the couch crap that I would be ahead of the game but that was mostly me stuck in a Vicodin induced haze. I couldn't hardly pay attention to the TV let alone read posts. So this weekend, it's you and I, my dears!

Happy weekend, Peeps!

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Thursday, October 18, 2012

I don't FEEL so healthy...

This week has been pretty drab in the health department and honestly, I don't even want to get on the scale. I've managed to eat healthier and maintain my water intake but with the teeth and the hurt back I just feel so yuck.

As far as my back, I seem to be messing myself up somehow. My posture has always been sort of terrible ( I know, kind of odd for an ex dancer) but now suddenly my lower back kills all the time. At first I thought it was my epidural site but after two years could it really still be so sore? Doubtful. My neck has been bothering me too and I can't help but notice that all this started around the time I got a little more hardcore with my exercise. Add being slouched over the computer keyboard all day and it sounds to me like a recipe for icky back pain.

So I am looking into back and neck strengthening exercises. Since being couch bound I have noticed my back and neck feel a lot better. One and one equals two, right? I'm hurting myself somehow so I need to strengthen up a little bit I think. It's not like I am boxing or rock climbing here. It's 90 minutes on the elliptical everyday so I don't feel that I am over exerting myself. So I will implement these new exercises into my routine and *fingers crossed* it helps. I'm only 30 for Pete's sake. That's a little young to be having back issues.

Jimmy also keeps suggesting I go down to weighing myself once or twice a month so that I am not on the scale every week wondering why things aren't moving faster. As much as I say that I am trying to  get healthy, the weight aspect of this whole thing has always been on my mind. I will admit that I feel dejected when I see a gain or no movement at all. So I am taking Jimmy's advice and weighing twice a month to see if that helps me on the motivation front. Just the thought of it makes me a little excited.

I need to be stronger, I need to be lighter, and more importantly I need to be healthier. Sometimes resting is actually on that little road to health. I need to remember that too.

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Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Instagram Lovins... a little late.

It's been a week of hanging out in bed being lazy and healing from this tooth extraction and a little bit of a sour mood. I'm done with it already! I just want to get up, get back into my routine. I want to exercise and clean this damn house. I want to play with my kid, dammit. But it seems that any time I exert myself even a little bit my mouth starts throbbing. 

It wasn't like this the last time I had wisdom teeth pulled. I was back to my old self in the matter of hours not days. I'm whining but the pain isn't exactly all that bad. It's just that it only acts up when I want to actually move. I blame it on being ten years older than the last time I did this but The Cuddler argues that maybe this is my body's way of saying "relax". 

I don't do good with that. Not at all. But I will give it another week before I call the doctor and demand him to fix it like the big whiny baby I am right now. Here, is the view from the couch this past week...


1} I'm told that graham crackers go in my belly button. Really, now?
2} Caught eating a missed cheerio off the floor. 
3} More new furniture off craigslist for cheap!
4} Playing his iPad "colors" game.
5} My view from the couch on Friday *pout*
6 & 7} Raine's first stickers from getting blood work done on Friday morning. Jimmy tells me that he was a very brave boy and only cried a little but didn't struggle and when the nurse was finished he sniffled at her and said "thank you". Poor pet :( So he got stickers for being a perfectly polite little boy.
8} Quick car rides to get mommy starbucks because it's part of her healing regimen ;)
9} Caught red handed drinking out of a cup like a freaking pro! He's been pretending (obviously) that he doesn't know how and trying to get us to give him back his straw cup but alas, he's known all along.... evil, conniving, child. I wonder where he gets that from?


10, 11, 12, & 13} Okay fine! I lied a little. I got off the couch to color my hair. Give me a break, k? So apparently cotton candy pink, when used over purple and blonde, makes a Fuchsia-type ombre. Interesting.

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Monday, October 15, 2012

Me, Myself, and I


Me, Myself, and I is a new monthly link up hosted by these five awesome ladies...

Danielle @ Framed Frosting

So what's the deal? Answer five random (we know I love random) questions about yourself and link up. Why? To get to know each other better, of course! Visit Breanna to learn more :)

 This months questions....

What is your favorite season? Explain.
It's definitely autumn. As I explained here it's because all my favorite things happen in the fall. My wedding anniversary, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and my sons birthday! Although I love all the seasons, there is just something about the crisp, cool air, all the fall colors, bundling up and drinking warm, tasty beverages that makes me a happy lady.


Talk about a moment that changed your life?
Here on Nonsense Things I have no issue with being real. The good, the bad, the ugly.... I'm an open book here. That being said, there is one defining moment that comes to mind. Outside of the obvious moments anyway like my father dying, my son's birth or the day I married my husband.

That moment was when I avoided being abused and also managed to protect my brother from being abused too.

Yeah I know, heavy.

I don't want to disturb you with the details. I was seven and my brother was five. My mom had the "talks" with us very early on about good touch/bad touch and explained to us about the bad people and things in the world. Because of those talks and that knowledge I was able to protect myself and my brother. I avoided what could have been a very traumatizing experience. Just knowing this changed my life but it also made me realize that I have more control is some situations than I initially thought at the time. I learned to take my life and fate into my own hands.

My brother and I

If you could be any Crayola crayon color, what would you be & why?
Couldn't I be every color? I have recently discovered that I am not really into just one color..... I love them all!! But if I had to choose just one I'd say yellow. Right now that's my son's favorite color :)

Describe yourself as a superhero: Superpower? Name? Sidekick?
I would HAVE to be a Buffy-type badass superhero of course. My super power being super strength and freaking awesome ninja skills. Or I'd be like Sam and Dean from Supernatural just basically kicking evil's ass even if I didn't have any special powers at all. I probably wouldn't have a special name because the awesome hero's I like tend to be a little too obscure for pseudonyms. They are more behind the scenes saving the world before anyone even takes notice that it was ending to begin with. My sidekick would be Raine (my son) The Destroyer of Worlds of course! Destroying evil worlds with his intense cuteness ;D

If you had all the money in the world and could only shop at 3 stores, where would you shop?
The Apple store for sure would be one of them. I don't like spending tons of money but I have a weakness for that place. I'd have a million macs, ipods, and other various technologies. iTunes would be second. C'mon! Gots to have my music! And finally the grocery store because hello! I'm too lazy to grow and kill my own food ;D

I Have The Best Husband In The World

.... as evidenced by the fact that he has managed to stay married to me for a year. Yup, that's right. Today is our one year wedding anniversary. This man should be given an award for putting up with my shit this long. Oddly, it doesn't seem like he wants a divorce just yet so here's to another year! Am I right?!

How could I not love this face? 


I think I'm one lucky lady to have received this gift of a man...


Even if he does enjoy mounds of corn...


and wears onesie pajamas....


and dresses....


I still love him. Some of you may be saying "Traci, are you freaking kidding me?!" but I promise he cleans up nice....


... and he loves me regardless of my mood swings, my selfish nature, and the fact that I make fun of him on the internet. ;D

So, in honor of our one year anniversary I thought I'd repost our wedding vows that we wrote for each other for your reading enjoyment.


I, Traci, take you, James to be my rather large (the way you eat, possibly even larger) pain in my rear end.

 I promise to love you through tremendous amounts of flatulence, through endless days of terrible parodies, and mounds of yellow corn. 

 I will cherish each moment we have together. Even if that moment consists of you singing, making random strange noises, or humping people of the Mexican persuasion. (I should note here that Jimmy humps everyone. He holds no prejudices. When it comes to dry humping strangers at the bar he spreads the love to everyone equally but this one guy was all sorts of amused by it and kept assuming it was because he was Mexican which became a sort of joke between the bar and this one customer. God, I miss bartending....)

 I promise to let you sing any and all female vocalist parts in any karaoke duets we do from this day forward. 

 I will work diligently to keep the floors clean in our home so that you won't get sick when you eat food that may have fallen and has been sitting on  them for a prolonged period of time. 

 I will put all my trust in you even if that means believing that you are, indeed, heterosexual although your actions sometimes suggest otherwise. 

 You can put your trust in me as well because I promise not to kill you when you forget straws from Wendy's, don't put the paper towels where they belong, or forget what I have said just 20 minutes ago including when you forget these vows 20 minutes from NOW.

But more important of course is how I feel. My favorite poem can explain it best... 

"I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topazor the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. 

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,in secret, between shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never bloomsbut carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,I love you simply, without problems or pride: 

I love you in this waybecause I don't know any other way of lovingbut this, in which there is no I nor you,so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,so intimate that when I fall asleepit is your eyes that close." 

 So, until the day that one or both of us heads to that big corn maze in the sky and forever after, I will love you. :)


I, James, take you Traci to be my wife, my partner, and my forever accomplice to the attempted vehicular manslaughter of an old bag lady in a blizzard. And in consideration of accepting me, and all my condescending, assburger ways I promise to do the following: 

- to protect you from all bees, spidees, and all manner of crawlee and flightee bugees and every randomly, spontaneously popping champagne cork that we may encounter. 

 - to drive with the utmost care and caution stopping at every light whether it may be blinky red, blinky yellow, or especially the rare and illusive blinky green. This I promise to do regardless of whether you are in the car with me or not. 

 - to always maintain an adequate stock of meals for you to eat with the caveat that said meals shall not be snacks, nor leftovers, nor anything microwavable, but rather Thanksgiving type meals with turkeys, mashed potatees, gravy, green bean cassarole, and pie. 

 - to do better than my typical half-assed share of the house hold chores, including following you around on pasta bake night with a mop to remove the trail of sauce you leave behind, to put the paper towel holder thingee back into its proper position, and to clean the cat box three times a week on all days that do not contain the letter “u” even in years whose digits are divisible by 4 also known as a leap year. 

 - and to always faithfully remain at least 51% homosexual *cough* I mean heterosexual at all times, okay….. 

Traci, all these things and more I swear to do because no matter what your friends try to tell ‘ya we were made to fall in love. And we will be together in any kind of weather. It’s like that. It’s like that. Every little step you take, I will be there. Every little step you make, we’ll be together. (cue singing Bobby Browns "Every Little Step") Every little step you take, I will be there. And every little step you make, we’ll be together. 

(note: when Jimmy broke out into song, he scared the crap out of Raine who began bawling like someone shot him providing me with the perfect opportunity to tell our gathered guests that James' singing even terrifies our child!) 

Sorry, I just really felt compelled to repeat that last part cause I think that is what it is all about for me. I love you Traci and I want to be with you for the rest of my life; every…tormenting….minute…of it. And if I ever get out of line, or renege on any promise I have made today I give you permission, in front of all of these witnesses, to beat me up…again. And I won’t press charges at that time either cause I know that I would have deserved it…and because I would rather not be hassled by Susan B. Anthony.

But whatever, I love you and I would consider myself blessed to be able to call you my wife.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Friday's Letters


Dear Raine,
I know it's like every week now that I am writing about how smart you're getting but you are blowing my mind, kid. Monday I had put your bag of laundry on your bedroom floor for a minute to go let the dog out and and when I got back you had dumped the bag of clothes out and were sorting them. That's right, you were sorting your clothes. Putting your matching socks together and matching pajama tops to pajama bottoms. Anything that matched got put together. There you were, just sitting there surrounded by little piles of matching clothing you had made. I have to admit that it was sort of freaky to walk in on that. Like I had just caught the dog speaking or something. You just looked at me and smiled sheepishly as if you had been caught doing something bad. By next week you'll be smarter than me, I bet.

Dear Target online,
Don't even show me a product if you aren't selling it online. Way to punch me in the gut, people. This has been a hard freaking week. Give me a break, okay? Oh, and what is up with not allowing me to add more than 20 items to my cart? I guess you don't want to make money, huh? Jerks.

Dear eBay,
Thank you for being pretty much awesome and allowing me to sell my stuff that is just laying around collecting dust. I'm glad someone else can use these things and momma needs to make some money for Christmas! Also, thanks for providing much cheaper options when I'm in need of something.... well, in most cases anyway ;)

Dear fear, 
Once again I had no reason to get tangled up with you. Getting those teeth removed turned out just fine. I was a little woozy and dizzy from the anesthesia but there was no pain when the Novocain wore off and hardly any swelling. I was all scared for nothing but you know what, a healthy dose of you is good once in awhile. Fear teaches us just as any other emotion does. Plus it feels awesome to battle you and win. ;)

Dear James, 
You're awesome at caring for your slightly stoned, sick, beaten up wife. Thank you for making me soup, a million coffees, taking care of Raine the last two days, and all the back rubs. Oh, and thank you for the big stuffed giraffe that's nearly bigger than I am. You know how much I love stuffies!!! I should get teeth out more often.... But then where would we put them all? I love you, babe :)

Dear Halloween,
I'm getting so damn psyched for you. Our costumes are all ready and I'm teaching Raine to say "trick or treat". Not to mention, I got all of our costumes put together really cheap and managed to find a costume that has me actually covered rather than naked.... although I know jimmy would prefer the latter. First time in 3 years I get to dress up so I am going to rock it! Okay, I may be more excited than most children...

Dear readers,
Thanks for listening to me whine all week. Thanks for your support and kind emails. Thank you for being awesome! Just.... thanks :D

Happy weekend, Home Slices!

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I Think A Bad Week Is A Good Excuse

Stats
Weight loss this week: +1 lb ..... again!
Total weight loss: 10 lbs

Damn baby shower and all it's tasty food and yummy cakes. I couldn't stinkin help myself.. *pout* 

Thursdays are about health whether it's good or bad, right? Well it's been bad, folks. I only got to work out once this week. It's killing me that I haven't gotten in a workout. To go from almost 2 hours a day to zero is completely insane to me and it's not helping an already depressed mood. :/

I promise I am not being lazy though! Monday I woke up just feeling overly drained and depressed. I told you about all of that on Tuesday. I also woke up with some lower back pain which increased in intensity as the day progressed. It also seemed to radiate around to my belly on my lower right hand side. As it got worse my hypochondria kicked in and I started researching online.

Big mistake.

Apparently lower back and belly pain can be symptoms of some serious issues like appendicitis and ovarian cysts. Even a ectopic pregnancy but that's highly unlikely so I haven't freaked out about that possibility just yet...... just yet.

James ruled out appendicitis pretty quickly as he knows enough about it and I didn't have any other symptoms. The only thing I seem to have is the lower back/belly pain and it only hurts when I twist my back, It doesn't even hurt when I press on it so we are going to assume I strained something. Jimmy has ordered me to rest hence the no working out.... Prick. But he's right. I snuck in a workout on Tuesday and Wednesday morning it hurt worse. With some rest I was feeling better by Wednesday afternoon. So no work outs till next week and with the wisdom teeth coming out this morning that was probably going to happen anyway. We'll be keeping an eye on it though and if it's not gone by Monday then it's off to the dreaded doctor's office for me..... ugh.

So now I am freaking out thinking the weight is just going to pile back on over the next couple of days. Even though my diet will remain healthy (and probably non existent with the teeth coming out) I still am partly convinced that no working out = weight catastrophe. I have to adjust my thinking on this though. My food intake is just as important! But it doesn't help that I put on that pound eating like crap over the weekend. I knew I would as I was stuffing my face at the shower. I just have to tough it out and make better choices, that's all.

Exactly!! 

Anyway, as you're reading this I am either in the midst of oral surgery or healing from it so send me a little prayer, okay? I'm freaking terrified, after all ;)

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Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Miss Melinda's Fall Baby Shower

By now you know that I threw a baby shower for my best friend this past weekend. I've been mentioning it in nearly every post anyway.... sorry ;) This will be the last you hear about it. Maybe.

I figured I'd share some pictures of all the things I have been making and planning at least :)

 The invitations and the inspiration for the entire rest of the shower. I got the clip art at at Cocoa Mint.

 The venue set up the green and orange napkins for us and we decorated the rest

That's Melinda! Officially the luckiest pregnant woman ever being so small at almost 7 months along

The s'mores favors went over real well. People were roasting them over their candles at their tables. Crazy. 

I am in love with the pumpkin and leave garlands I made. I ended up squirreling them away after the party (don't worry, I made sure Melinda didn't want them) to decorate the house for fall. Like my tissue poms? I am a tissue pom master now.

Even the momma-to-be got into it with the food and made those adorable pumpkins to hold the fruit salad

 I loved making these cutlery bags.... of course it hadn't occurred to me that we were having the shower at a venue with silverware. In my defense, we were originally going to have it pseudo outdoors when I had decided to make them. 

I was inspired by this shower for the "baby shower" and "Thank You" banners. 

Instead of playing shower games, Melinda wanted to set up a craft table with iron on patches, tiny crafting irons (adorable much?) and fabric paints for the guests to make onesies and bibs for the baby. It was an awesome idea and went over much better than the games seem to at most of the showers I have been to. Everyone loved doing it.

The cakes were made by the new soon-to-be grandma. She did an awesome job and I was psyched to see the invitation on the sheet cake :)

And that's it! I had a blast making everything. I don't even know how I am going to fill my days now that it's over. I am going to need a new hobby. Hope you enjoyed it :D

Happy Wednesday!