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Spring has sprung and guess what it brought to my door 2007-03-21 18:43:00 Ah, the first day of spring. It brings with it the promise of warmer days, tiny buds on the trees (in some parts of the country anyway, in mine not so much) and pastel flowers. And spring also brings other, less desirable, things with it.
There I was, going about my day when I heard a knock on the door. Couldn't be one of my neighbors, I thought, they know that this is Chicky's nap time and Read more:Spring
, sprung
What a difference a year makes 2007-03-23 19:48:00 Looking back...
March 2006.
Big eyes, big cheeks, big power over me.
March 2007.
Same big eyes, slightly smaller cheeks, same big power over me. Especially with her bed head and the beginnings of a shiner under her left eye.
My baby will be two years old in just a few weeks. I barely remember her as that small infant. Where does the time go and how do I make it stop? Read more:difference
, makes
More about me that you didn't really need to know 2007-03-26 03:56:00 This is a tough time of year for me, with the anniversary of my mom's death just passed and my daughter's birthday coming up - not to mention the whole Easter - I'm a lapsed Catholic but I'm still morbidly interested in religion and I can't stop talking about it Gaaaahhhhh! - thing and the arrival of 50 degree temperatures...
(I know, you're oozing with jealousy. Fifty whole degrees! That's Read more:really need
I've got it, and I've got it bad 2007-03-29 02:37:00 Writer's block sucks. It sucks hairy monkey butt. It sucks sweaty bull testicles. It sucks four day old dirty toddler diaper.
Okay, it's not that bad. And? I just threw up in my mouth a little.
This happens once in a while (the writer's block, not the throwing up) and I've found that's it helps to just write... Anything.
The post I almost published?
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The tortoise and the hare 2007-03-30 19:12:00 Early this afternoon, after having lunch with two girlfriends and our three toddlers, we left the restaurant and allowed our kids to walk by our sides out to the cars... As long as they held our hands, of course. The kids (two girls and a boy) decided it was not enough to hold our hands but also needed to hold on to each other. So there we were, three adults and three toddlers, all holding
On the Eve of Spring Festival 2007-04-01 15:15:00 Some days I get caught up in the differences between China and the United States. The US is home and I am use to it. So, even after 6 months here are days where I feel like I am not use to the dirtiness, the smells, the manners (or lack thereof), the food. Those are the hard days. The days when I start to wonder, Why China? Why now? Why did I push so hard to get here?
But, on days like Read more:Spring
, Festival
, Spring Festival
The meta and the frog 2007-04-02 13:47:00 One of the things that I've always found so fascinating about blogging is the feeling of intimacy that comes with sharing your words with thousands of strangers. Stories and feelings you might never share with people who are standing in front of you, bloggers willingly share with the nameless, faceless mass of readers that come to their blog through happenstance or regular following. I'm not
Hub today, Goon tomorrow 2007-04-03 18:15:00 Today I taught Chicky "Little Rabbit FooFoo", complete with hand motions and exaggerated expressions. Desperate to take her attention away from Raffi's extensive song list I had to dig deep in to my bag of tricks for that one. It's been years since I even thought about that children's song with the strange moral "Hare today, Goon Tomorrow" but I remembered enough of the words to have Chicky Read more:tomorrow
Humiliation, thy name is "Mall" 2007-04-05 20:30:00 I've just returned from a trip to The Mall.
I hate The Mall.
I hate the mall with a fiery passion that rivals the heat of 10 million suns. Or is it the heat of 10 million sunless tanning beds?
I'm tired. I'm cranky. I just found a new zit on my chin. My hair is a static-y mess from pulling my sweater off and on in arid dressing rooms. And I'm hungry. I'm hungry because I decided to skip
March ROFL Awards 2007-04-06 15:25:00 It's time once again for the ROFL Awards
.
Where does the time go? It seems like just yesterday Metro Mama and I (with assistance from IzzyMom) took the ROFLs under our wings. Before you know it the ROFLs will be off to school, making new friends, sprouting hair in strange places and spending long hours in the bathroom with the door locked.
Sigh. Memories.
My nomination for this month is one Read more:March
Yeah, it's about poop. You wanna make something of it? 2007-04-09 01:33:00 Chicky, as most kids her age, is fascinated by bodily functions of all sorts. Burping, farting, and pooping are all things that should be, in her mind, announced for all to share. Not just announced, but celebrated. Heralded. Shouted from the rooftops.
"I burp," says my child in a quiet post office full of stressed customers. "I burp," she says again, more emphatically, as she points to Read more:wanna
, something
If you don't have anything nice to say... 2007-04-10 18:20:00 When I was in my early 20's I was the host of a morning drive-time show at a (very) small market radio station. I did not have the life experience nor the professional experience to pull of my job with any flair but every weekday morning, for good or bad, there I was behind the microphone trying to come up with relevant topics to talk about with my news guy on air. The thought of recordings Read more:anything
Fabulous secret powers were revealed to me the day I held aloft my magic sword and said "By the power of the Internet" 2007-04-11 18:03:00 If you will indulge me for a moment. I need your help, Internet
s.
Ahem.
Mr. C and I are going on a short trip in a few weeks. It's one of those performance reward trips that large corporations hand out once in a blue moon to select employees. Apparently, if you work non-stop and kiss the right ass you get recognized along with a bunch of other shmucks who sold their soul to the company Read more:power
We don't always hurt the ones we love, but sometimes we consider it 2007-04-13 18:46:00 No jokes today, my friends. No funny stories or silly questions. Today is not a happy day.
This morning I was forced into that place where only parents of toddlers have been. Forced into a very deep pit of anger and frustration by my daughter, an otherwise easy child, in the presence of strangers. Almost two hours later I'm still shaking.
Because today I wanted to hurt my child.
Earlier Read more:always
A glimpse into the mind of a dieting woman 2007-04-12 19:14:00 7am - Woman wakes to the sound of her child singing to herself. Can't quite make out the song because last night's sex dream is still fogging her mind. She fights to hold on to it because it was that good.
Mmmm, Tyler Florence.
Wait. Does the TV chef turn her on or is she excited by the thought of a man with access to that much food?
Eh. Either way...
7:15 - Mmm... Tyler. That feels good Read more:glimpse
, woman
Ain't that a kick in the head 2007-04-16 17:13:00 There is less than two weeks before our trip and in that time I have to spend more money on things I need for this free vacation, finish preparations for Chicky's birthday party, get myself and my dogs to various appointments, clean my house and write detailed directions for my sister who will be staying here with Chicky and the dogs while we go off to Phoenix. I need every single day between
Bring out your dead 2007-04-18 17:58:00 I have an aversion to doctors of any sort, so I must be feeling really horrible if I'm considering schleping myself to my primary care doctor. This sickness, it's kicking my heiny, so I think it's time to consult with a professional.
Mr. C was nice enough to come home early on Monday to care for me and Chicky and he had already scheduled to have yesterday off, but today he went back to work.
Two 2007-04-17 15:08:00 My beautiful girl, today you are two.
Never could I have known how far someone could evolve and grow in just 365 days before you came along. Your legs have lengthened, your belly shrunk, the baby fat seems to have melted away and that infant that I knew has been replaced with this almost-child. In the past year you've learned to walk and talk, to brush your teeth and use a spoon and fork all
There's always room for Jell-O 2007-04-20 04:15:00 So it wasn't tuberculosis. It wasn't the bubonic plague. It wasn't even dengues fever (Mr. C's contribution to my list of possible maladies, and a good one). Of course, how could it have been? There's been a monsoon raging outside my house for the past week and the mosquitoes would have drowned by now.
But the birds. They're resourceful. It could have been avian flu.
Not according to my Read more:always
Spring fever rears its lovely head 2007-04-23 19:14:00 I feel like a fair weather blogger, in reverse. When the weather is crappy and I'll I want to do is hunker down on my couch with a cup of coffee and my laptop I find safe haven in the blogosphere. But on days like today, 80 degrees and blue skies, the last thing I want to do is slave over a computer writing pithy or verbose posts about... Well, I have no idea what about. That's the point. My Read more:Spring
Getting my organizing on 2007-04-24 19:44:00 I am hopelessly disorganized. I'm the type of person to have Post-It notes on every flat surface to remind me to do everything from buy the groceries to scratch my own nose... Except I'm not organized enough to buy the darn Post-Its. So I had high hopes when... [Read More.] Read more:organizing
Weather was fine. Wish it was here. 2007-04-30 19:28:00 I'm back from vacation. Reluctantly. Unhappily. Slightly sunburned and jet lagged.
Sigh
It sucks to end a vacation. I missed Chicky like crazy but it was hard to come home, back to reality, and leave all that freedom behind. Which is funny because I hate to travel. I hate airplanes and airports and living out of a suitcase. It takes me forever to relax and leave my worries behind me, but
And just like that, another generation of dog trainer was born. 2007-05-02 22:31:00 All she needs is a bait bag full of liver treats and hot dogs and she could be me at any given training class I teach. Spooky.
Before I shot that picture my dog looked like this:
Lumpy McLumpypants with her lovey bear.
Then Chicky came along, pointed at the bumper and said "Lana, toy". Clear, firm and to the point. As in, "Toy. Here. Now." Just like a command should be given,
Perfection. Almost. 2007-05-01 15:37:00 Just taking a moment, a pause, from the Blog Exchange (don't forget to read my blog partner Chelle's lovely post about motherhood below) to award an April Perfect Post award to a lady who, though she lives thousands of miles away and we've never met, is joined to me in the most profound way. She's in love with a Red Sox fan. And if you love a Sox fan, even if you don't love their team, you have Read more:Perfection
, Almost
Becoming a Mom Part Deux 2007-05-01 04:29:00 Motherhood was a big transition for me the first time around. My husband & I lived a casual life, enjoying the freedoms of student living. I worked nights and midnights, sleeping the day away, enjoying the computer throughout the night on my nights off. It was a fun, laid back life.
Along came Becca. We decided that there was no time like the present to start having children. I do not think we Read more:Becoming
April ROFL Awards 2007-05-04 02:52:00 It's the first Friday of the month and you know what that means, right?
No, it's not trash day.
Well, it is in my neighborhood... But that's not the point.* It's time for the ROFL Awards
!
(please, hold your applause until the end.)
My nomination for this month goes to a man after my own heart. A man who understands me, who gets me where I live. A man who knows that the R's at the end of Read more:April
Blue Roses 2007-05-07 02:42:00 I'm not a hypochondriac. It's hard to be one when you're afraid of the doctor. But I suppose I have as many hypochondriac-like tendencies as the next person who has lost a loved one to cancer at a young age. Which is to say, I fucking freak out whenever I'm hit with some strange affliction that I wasn't expecting, but then I hide in my room and refuse to let my husband coerce me into going to Read more:Roses
The woman behind the blogger 2007-05-08 18:35:00 Last night after class a co-worker asked if I wanted to go with her to a drop-in Rally-O class at another training center. I was all for it - since I've been slacking in actually working with my own dogs - until she mentioned that it was on Sunday evening. I declined as it is Mother's Day on Sunday. That was when it hit me.
It's Mother's Day on Sunday.
It's almost Mother's Day already?
Wow, Read more:woman
, behind
Motherhood means sometimes having to say you're sorry 2007-05-11 15:37:00 This post was written not only for Girls Gone Child call for good mothers but also for the PBN blog blast - in conjunction with Light Iris - "What makes you a mother?" Go to either PBN or Light Iris to find out how you can enter to win a fabulous prize.
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There we sat that evening, my mother and me, a year or two before she died, in one of those pop-up, Read more:Motherhood
, sorry
Oh, happy day 2007-05-15 20:03:00 You know that sick thing I've had going on for, oh, a month or so? Otherwise known as "The phlegm that would not die", "The phlegm that ate my cat", or the critically acclaimed "Arthur 2: Phlegm on the rocks"? It's finally starting to clear up. Hurrah. The sick is still very much there but there seems to be light at the end of the tunnel. Or that could be the sun reflecting off a phlegm ball
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