1. I was at the mall yesterday, and I saw leggings everywhere.
Specifically jeggings.
Leggings that look like denim, or are made from really stretchy denim. Every store seemed to have it’s own version. That’s right folks, they’ve taken the legging, given it a makeover and brought it back in a big way.
OK, I know the legging never really left. But it’s stayed hidden mostly under dresses as a substitute for tights in cold weather, at home as lounge wear and in the gym as workout wear. You might spot a Hollywood starlet in a pair now and then, but for the most part leggings were left back in the 80′s where they belong.
Why? Why bring them back now? And in denim? Is everyone so depressed by the economy and the oil leak in the Gulf that they just don’t realize how very, very wrong that is?
I say bury the leggings with the stirrup pants, and let the 80′s rest in peace.
2. As for all that oil in the Gulf,
everyone in the media keeps calling it a spill, and it’s driving me crazy. It’s not a spill. No one took a giant barrel of oil and dumped it out. Were it just a little spill, it would be over and done with, and just need some mopping up.
No, it’s a LEAK.
L-E-A-K.
A great, gushing, unstoppable leak!
Let’s call it what it is people.
3. I confess that one of my guilty pleasures is watching The Real Housewives on Bravo. Mostly because they are all so amazingly stupid and self-absorbed. I just can’t stop watching. It’s really like a train wreak that you can’t look away from.
I mean Luann recording her own single? Seriously.
Although I really like Bethany Frankel. She’s hilarious. I could totally be BFFs with her, and I mean that in the least stalkerish way possible.
Anyhow, my husband thinks the show and all the drama is ridiculous. Which, honestly it is. But he always says it with this air of superiority as if to say men would never engage in such silly behavior.
Oh, really?
I offer up to you as exhibit A, as evidence of the frivolity men engage in, this whole Lebron James bru-ha-ha.
The guy got his own one hour reality show on ESPN dedicated to his announcement about what team he’s going to. And people actually watched it.
Suckers.
Prior to last night there were hours, days, and weeks of speculation about what Lebron would do.
Over a few days I listened in on several minutes (Because that was all I could take.) of Dan Patrick’s show while Dave was watching it. It was some of the most inane drivel I’ve ever heard. All regarding Lebron. During those few minutes Patrick also managed to insult Kate Gosslin, and just about every other woman on the plant who has children.
Kate is pretty tall, but what does she have to do with basketball?
Now today I see pictures on TV of men in the street burning Lebron’s jersey.
It is a GAME for heaven sakes. A game played by over-paid, over-hyped, larger-than-life athletes who are caricatures of themselves.
Yeah. Men never engage in drama.
Well, it’s another one of those weeks where I’ve been outside all day with the boys. We’re having some amazing weather here. It’s sunny, and only in the mid-70′s. That’s a little cool for this time of year, but it makes for some great days outdoors.
I did manage to find some time to bake cupcakes, since David requested them.
Wade really liked the cupcakes too.
I wanted to make pink frosting, but David insisted on yellow. Boys.
It took Wade a minute to figure out how to eat it. At first he just licked the frosting off his fingers.
But he got the hang of it eventually.
This kid is always a hot mess after he eats.
We did take some time out from playing in the sunshine to clean David’s room. It was bad. Really bad. Like, BP oil leak bad.
I removed massive amounts of toys he didn’t play with anymore, and in the process we found his cowboy hat. So since Monday afternoon he’s been dressed like a cowboy.
The first thing David did this morning, and the morning before was take off his PJs, and put on his cowboy gear. This is the kid who most days won’t get dressed without a lot of whining, and a turn or two in time out.
He’s even been to Walmart in his, “Cowboy Uniform” as he calls it.
You notice that he’s wearing snow boots. In June. He doesn’t have cowboys boots, so he pretends with his snow boots. We went around town today looking for some cowboy boots, and didn’t find any in his size.
David also wants spurs. Real spurs. I informed him that won’t be happening anytime soon.
A couple nights ago David wanted to know how cowboys dance. I’m not really sure why he was pondering that, but I found an instructional video for the Boot Scoot Boogie on YouTube for him. He did try to learn it, but he decided there were too many steps to remember. I wanted to get a video of that, but he wouldn’t cooperate.
Oh, and the really big news?
Wade is walking!
Video of that coming soon.
A-hem.
Hello?
Hello?
Is this thing on?
Check, check 123.
Oh.
Hi there.
Yeah, I’m still here.
I didn’t mean to take almost a whole week off from the blog. I just actually had reasons to leave the house last week had a busy week.
But now I’ve got lots saved up to talk about. You didn’t think I quit blogging, because I actually ran out of things to say did you?
This week you’ll hear about meeting Sue Cramer from Praise and Coffee, and attending one of her now world-wide Praise and Coffee Nights. In other news David is in love with the neighbor girl, and I’m even going to embarrass myself and post my old prom photo. That should be good for a laugh or two, so you definitely don’t want to miss it.
I can’t decide if I should protect the innocent, and black out my date’s face or not. What do you think?
Well, I’m off to be responsible, and write a post for another site to which I’m obligated.
Be back soon!
It’s been awhile since I just updated everyone about what’s going on around here.
Let’s see…
Wade is nine months old now. He’s growing, and doing new things everyday. But he’s not the early bloomer that David was. He isn’t crawling or talking yet. He isn’t even sleeping through the night. I keep reminding myself that he doesn’t need to keep up with David. He’ll do everything in his own time. But sometimes I think, “Why isn’t he doing this or that yet? Is there something wrong?” I know there isn’t. I’m just impatient.
I do wish Wade would sleep through the night. I’ve had enough of his 2 a.m. wake up calls. He isn’t hungry. He doesn’t need a diaper change. He just wants to hang out. Sometimes he’ll be awake for an hour or two. I think some of it is because of teething. For a few nights he was waking up every one to two hours. That I’m pretty sure was his teeth. And I wonder if he naps too much during the day. I’ve been trying to get him to do less of that.
So I’m tired, and coffee is my best friend lately.
I LOVE coffee.
Have I ever mentioned how much I really, really love coffee?
David is his usual smart, funny and stubborn self. Last week you may have read my plea for help with getting him to clean his room. Thank you to all who offered suggestions. I will be trying them out.
Dave is enjoying college. He’s been back in school for a little over a month now. I think he’s decided to major in International Business. He’s doing really well. I guess I’m not as distracting to him now as I was 14 years ago.
We had a nice Valentine’s weekend. Dave’s quartet sang at a Valentine’s dinner Friday night. My mom and dad came up to watch the boys, and I went with him. It was nice to have a few hours away. Then David went home with my parents for a few days, and it was just the three of us on Saturday.
We spent Saturday catching up on everything on our DVR. You know you’re an old married couple when that’s your idea of fun.
I also spent Saturday laying on a heating pad on the couch. Somehow I hurt my back. I have no idea how, but I woke up Friday, and could barely walk or bend over. Picking up Wade wasn’t easy either. I’m all better now thank goodness.
Sunday Dave had another concert so it was just Wade and I on Valentine’s Day. It was nice to have him all to myself for a little while. I called him My Funny Little Valentine all day. Since he’s only nine months old I can still get away with stuff like that.
And then there were two. Again. When David came back today.
Wade and David were both so happy to see each other. David keeps hugging Wade. Wade keeps looking at David and smiling and squealing with delight. They’re already two peas in a pod. Can you imagine the mischief they will get into together in a few years? David is so much older. I can just see him putting Wade up to stuff.
There you go. Are you bored yet? I know. My life is so exciting.
So, what’s new with you?
David: What’s a girlfriend? A girl that’s your friend, right?
Dad: Well, yes, but she’s a really special friend.
David: Was Mommie your girlfriend?
Dad: Before we got married.
David: I want a girlfriend.
Mommie: When you’re older I’m sure you will have a girlfriend David.
David: Yeah, you know, I try to make friends with girls. But they won’t talk to me. I try to play with them at church, and they just tell me to leave them alone.
Dad: Live and learn, David. Live and learn.
We went out this morning to have some family pictures taken.
I know it’s too late for the Christmas cards.
Ha! Like I got around to sending out Christmas cards this year. I haven’t sent out Christmas cards since 2004.
Why?
Mostly because I’m lazy.
And because 2004 was the last Christmas I was without children.
Anyway, I decided it was time we had an official family photo with Wade in it, so that when he’s sixteen he doesn’t accuse us of leavening him out. Who knows all the emotional problems, teenage angst and jail time that could lead to, right?
Three days before Christmas we packed in the car and headed to Target for our appointment at their portrait studio. I was worried about how crowded the store would be. The parking lot was full, but I don’t know where all those people were. It really didn’t seem busy at all.
This was our first time going to the portrait studio at Target. It turned out to be a very pleasant experience. They were on time, friendly and I think the pictures turned out nice. (This is not a sponsored post by the way.) We’ve had some bad experiences at a few other in-store portrait studios.
And the price was right since I had a coupon.
They emailed digital proofs to us after our session.
David was a rock star, co-operating and doing everything the photographer told him. Truthfully, I think he liked all the attention.
We couldn’t really get Wade to smile. I think he was a little stunned. Most of the time he had kind of a pained expression on his face.
But the photographer got a few good shots of him.
The group photo turned out nice.
Please ignore the big black streak through the top of my hair. I forgot until an hour before we were supposed to leave that I needed to color my hair. I had the hair color. I thought about doing it all week. Except for last night.
Oh, well. Let’s just pretend that’s a weird shadow.
On the upside, I’m starting to get white hair, so the roots aren’t as dark as they could be.
