Wednesday, August 11, 2010

This one's for you, my Canadian friend.

Hi Jenn.

Thanks for missing me. Life is good. Although a little boring. xoxox

Friday, May 14, 2010

his new job is taking him far away.

He graduates this week with an MBA from Georgetown University. I'm a proud Mama.

None of the things I'm about to say will be new to him. He's heard them all before. Many times. I hope.

T, you have worked incredibly hard to get where you are today. You have an amazing work ethic and I am certain that you will accomplish many great and wonderful things.

More importantly, I am proud of the person you have become. You are a responsible man; full of integrity, compassion and love. It is an honor, privlege and one of my greatest blessings being your Mother.

Congratulations. I wish I was there to give you a big hug. You've made being your mother easy. I love you.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

lost in blogland

Have you ever started a blog crawl that took on a life of it's own, going off on tangents like a crazy professor so that, say, you start here and end up three hours later on some random site considering a purchase?

It's like one of those marathon best-girlfriend conversations that start out with "hey, you want to go walking?" and ends up three hours later with the two of you having drafted the charter for a organic farm or shopping at an awesome boutique two towns over.

Right-me too.

Anyhow, inevitably on that blog crawl, you passed by something REALLY COOL and figured you'd come back to it, right? But three hours later, the path back is totally overgrown and as you try to retrace your clicks you become confused and disoriented, bumping around and crying because nothing looks familiar. You're convinced that that REALLY COOL thing is lost forever, and the the desirability of it begins to reach mythical proportions in your mind.

I know what you're thinking..... "Annie, get off that computer and get a life, or at least get after that big pile of laundry."

Friday, April 30, 2010

boys are the bomb.

With Mothers day being right around the corner, I can always count on Hubby asking "What do you want for Mothers day?"

I usually have a long list of things that he could surprise me with. This year though? Nothin. I can't think of a single thing that I want. Imagine that!

Maybe there's one thing.

It would be so lovely to be in the same place, at the same time with these two guys. Fat chance of that, though.

Seriously, we haven't all been together in the same place but once in the last four years. That blows! (does that sound just as bad as "that sucks"?) If so, sorry Mom.

Anyways, this is one of the few pictures that I have of me and my boys. It was taken four Christmases ago. It's dark, blurry and not one of the greatest pictures. But at least I have it and it helps to look at it when I am missing them.

Today would be one of those days. ~sniff~

So hubby, about that gift? I guess I'll just settle for a nice quiet brunch up at Sundance.

And when all the stars and planets and the moon align and we are all together as a family again, I'll be sure to take a ton of pictures. Minus the blurriness.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Who knew toddlers were so heavy.

After nursery yesterday, I came home with a sore back and a blouse that was smeared with snot. Lots of snot. In multiple places.

I know church is supposed to be Sunday best, but now that I will be working in the nursery I will have to rethink my Sunday wardrobe.

Sadly, I really don't have any clothes that I am willing to wear and risk getting ruined. I know, poor me. It makes me sad to think of the time and energy that I put into putting together some pretty spiffy church outfits. All for naught, folks.

What I need is a Super kid-proof outfit. Something stain resistant, flexible enough to play Ring around the Rosies. It has to fit perfectly so I don't have to worry about accidentally flashing or mooning anyone and lastly, it has to look amazing.

I think Project runway should try to tackle this.

I promised hubby that I would quit complaining about being called to serve in the nursery. So that's the last you'll hear about that. But you can be dang sure I'm counting the days til I'm back wearing my spiffy church clothes again.

Oh. And I sure hope all that snot washes out okay.

Thursday, April 22, 2010


Hubby and I spent last evening filling out forms for new health insurance. It required us to list all the medications that we have taken in the last twelve months.

It takes a village, folks!

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

what to do? what to do?

Do you ever wake up in the morning and think "my hair sucks"? Maybe that's a little blunt but I feel this way alot.

I've heard it said, that once you're over fifty that you should start sporting a shorter do. How short? I don't know. But I wanna know. What are the rules?

Sometimes when I let it get a little too long, I braid it and call it my "polygamist hairdo". Hubby is not amused.

Lately, I have fallen victim to annoying hair loss. It's not alot, but enough to make hubby ask "Hey, are you keeping a pony in here?" Although he's never said anything, I'm sure it bugs the heck out of him. I can see the disgust in his face as he picks my long hair off the floor (throughout the entire house), inside his car and possibly once or twice in his dinner.

I love my long hair but I don't want to be one of those ladies that keep it at a longer length than they should. My hair stylist tells me not to cut it. "Rock this length for as long as you can". she says.

So really, I need your opinions. To cut or not to cut?