My goal was to update my blog every couple of days. However, I have fallen woefully behind over the last week. I could give you a bunch of excuses but I'm not going to. I'm just going to try to do better.
In the spirit of catching you up, I have decided to do yet another of my Top Ten Lists. Again, there may not be 10 things to talk about so it may turn out to be a Top Eight List or something like that. We'll see.
1. Haircuts. Bear and I got our hair cut and colored this weekend at Miss Karrie's. (No color for Bear, just a cut and style). We were this close to getting her to trim Jack's hair which is sort of sticking out over his ears. However, my Dad said that Ned should take Jack to the barber for his first haircut; that it was a tradition. I didn't have the heart to tell my Dad that Ned doesn't go to a barber; he has a girl cut his hair at Hokie Hair.
I think my hair turned out ok. Miss Karrie braided Bear's hair. She loved it.
2. Facebook. Although I'm not very good about keeping up with this, it continues to be a great way of seeing what is going on in the lives of my friends. I'm going to try to put more time into it.
3. The meanest mom in daycare. Apparently, I am NOT the meanest mother from the infant room at Jack's daycare. Ned said that one of the teachers told him that there is another mother straight from the bowels of hell and she makes me look like Mother Teresa. This other mom is willing to call social services at the drop of a hat. I've decided to view this as a good thing; there's not as much stigma attached to being the second meanest mother from the infant room. In any event, I don't really care. Take care of my kid and we won't have any problems.
4. Weekend in Bassett. In conjunction with our hair appointments, the kids and I spent Friday and Saturday nights at my parents' house. It was great to have help with the kids. I even got to take a major nap on Saturday. LOVE YOU MOM AND DAD!!!
5. Sweep of the Mouth. As mentioned previously, Jack's been eating table food. Tonight I gave him a small piece of asparagus that appeared to take a long time for him to get down. He does only have two teeth after all. I'm getting so paranoid thinking that he has that piece of food squirreled away in his mouth and could choke. I just heard him cough. I'm going upstairs to sweep his mouth and make sure there is no food squirreled away in there.
I'm back. The mouth is clean.
6. The Back to Caffeine campaign. I'm trying to ease into caffeine. This morning I had a large mocha. No big deal. However, this afternoon I followed it up with a massive hot chocolate. This was all pretty good until I started to feel sick to my stomach. Apparently, it's not a good idea to have a massive hot chocolate if you're sitting on a bag of baked cheetos. I keep glancing over at the coffee maker. I wish I could remember how to use it.
7. Bear's New Wall Unit. Samantha got a new wall unit (ala Pottery Barn Kids but courtesy of Dale Cox). I sketched up what I wanted and my Dad built it. Bear was over the moon about it. It houses her electronics; has loads of storage, and even a little built in desk. When she saw it she laughed and exclaimed that she "loved her Papa." Check it out:
8. The "What was Ned thinking?" saga. By way of background, Jack was a C-section (he was breech). We couldn't have a camera in the operating room so the only thing we had to take pics was Ned's cell phone (you know he wasn't going anywhere without it). Ned uses his phone to take the first pics of Jack. They were great; there were a couple of him and me as I was hooked up to my oxygen. They were priceless. Fast forward six months. Ned has yet to back up the pics. He starts having trouble with his cell phone. He takes it to US Cellular where they send the phone back to Motorola. Ned asks the 21-year-old kid working at US Cellular if his pics are safe and the kid says yes. However, Ned signs a piece of paper acknowledging that he should back up his pics and contacts because they can't guarantee that the pictures will be protected. Ned doesn't back up squat and, lo and behold, the phone comes back with no pictures. After about a month of trying to see if they can be retrieved, US Cellular informs us that we are never getting those pics back. I'm furious and Ned's getting a blackberry courtesy of US Cellular. The owner asked me if there was anything he could do to make me feel better. I told him to find my pictures. We know that's not happening. I can't wait to tell Jack why we don't have pics from his first moments of life.
9. Camp Rock. The High School Musical count is like 50 trillion. My parents can vouch for this as it played constantly at their house this weekend. I'm starting to wonder if the movie has subliminal messages designed to suck young kids into its web.
As a follow-up to their HSM success, Disney put out another teen movie called Camp Rock. I haven't seen this one but I understand it follows the same musical formula. Anyway, a friend from work got the Camp Rock cd for Samantha for Christmas. I have now listened to the cd no less than 10 times (thanks, Cindy). Bear insists on listening to it everytime we are in the car. What's really sad is that I now have a favorite Jonas Brothers song and a favorite Demi Lovato song. If you have tweens or teens, you'll know what I mean.
10. The Law and Order moratorium. In a desperate attempt to accomplish more, I have decided to stop watching Law and Order except for new original episodes at 10 pm on Wednesdays. This self-imposed punishment will be in effect until such time as I feel like I have caught up with the numerous outstanding things that plague my thoughts and wake me up in the middle of the night. Please remember me in this difficult time.
Tomorrow, I have to go into the office; no working from home. I had better hit the hay.
Love,
Allie
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