I really have no excuse for not posting. It's the same no excuse that I have for wet clothes sitting in my washer for three days, for allowing every floor and every room of my house to look like the aftermath of a Toys R Us twister, and again the same excuse I have for putting my toddler down for his afternoon nap still in his pajamas. Other than? I'm so tired, incubating baby hath zapped last of mah energies. You remember I was once a completely anal-retentive house cleaning painting obsessing perfectionist mostly, yes? Ugh.
Have you random thoughts, in no particular order, numbered for semi-organizational happiness:
1. Renters: still there! Haven't called! Futon frame still on the front porch! Who cares!?
2. Drove a solid hour into another state yesterday afternoon for organic whole milk fresh mozzarella cheese and tomatoes and $95 worth of other crap and would consider doing it again today, if it weren't for my pesky doctor appointment.
3. When worlds collide: Pineapple addiction coupled with baby inhabiting esophagus is causing massive heartburn and newfound Tums addiction. Cannot stop eating pineapple, oww pain burn.
4. I snickered quietly as Jack described our new backyard pool to a woman in Target. As he explained splashing cold water, pool toys, and even the slide that he uses to go down into it, I am fairly sure she had illusions of our back yard grandeur. But really, he was telling her all about this:
Aside: Not a word about the length of our grass, which seems to be naturally reseeding itself (because we TOTALLY need more grass to cut.) We cut the front religiously, but the back? It's our little secret what things look like inside the six foot privacy fence, mkay? When I begin losing children in there, I'll add it to the list of seven thousand other things I need Kevin to do.
5. Most of the day (read: the twelve minutes we do not spend in our back yard) young child still in dinosaur pajamas stands at the back door asking to play in the back yard:
And if the answer in return is any form of No, including the one where I say Yes, In Five Minutes, this crying screaming attaching himself to my pajamas clothes is the result:
Damn that 2000 gallon 12 gallon in-ground blue plastic pool with slide.
6. Am having a Tastefully Simple party at my house on Sunday (because I'm crazy) (because I'm hungry) (okay, both). If you, too, are pregnant, or not at all but feel the urge to eat an entire loaf of beer bread and bowl of spinach dip with me in spirit from across the miles? You can join my party by emailing me. It ships to your house. (I've told you before that I sold this stuff for the two years after KJ was born, right? The first year I did one party after the next. And then the second year? I did just enough parties to maintain my discount, mmmmmmmm need more bread.)
7. I do hope the nurse decides in a fit of miracles and rainbows rained down from heaven to not weigh me this afternoon. Wouldn't that be swell? (Ha! Swell! Like my feet and ankles! Ahem.)
8. On very rare occasions where a spot or two of energy hits me, I take on small projects around the house. Most recently we replaced our green shutters with black (the green coupled with the terra cotta brick was not doing it for me):
painted the formerly green front door with gold fixtures and locks, black with silver fixtures and locks:
and replaced the awful brass light fixtures
with new ones:
New fixtures that I really liked the style and price of, but hated the (rust) color of, so I painted them. Squee!
9. All that for under $100, happy happy joy joy, thank you Lowe's coupon.
10. With Tuesday being KJ's last day of preschool and his (rained out) field day, I volunteered as one of the game moms. Oddly enough, the other mothers (who clearly had given birth to children before, I assume?) were quite worried for me "in my condition" chasing after runaway beanbags and hoola hoops, and put me on the mystery box game, which involved three hours of overseeing sweaty children digging in a cardboard box for a rubber band and a butterfly magnet. And while the break they gave me, so as not to go into labor at school, I was told, gave me the opportunity to snap pictures of my son shooting baskets and winning a third place ribbon, it was still a bit odd that everyone was suddenly so panicked about a late second/early third trimester pregnancy? In a school full of recently born children?
And with that, I'm off. For it might be nice if I show up to my 24 week doctor appointment showered, and not in pajamas, an hour from now. Eek!













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Posted by: ktjrdn | 05 June 2008 at 04:03 PM
That pool set up is awesome! And good luck at your doctor's appointment! And as always, your home improvements are wonderful!
Posted by: SJ | 05 June 2008 at 04:37 PM
Oh I love the pool and the little boy toes, num!
Posted by: BetteJo | 05 June 2008 at 09:36 PM
Sweet pool, love it.
even better?
your little home changes that look amazing. You are more than welcome to come to my house and do your savy magic. Really, I'll feed you bread and pineapple.
I would have never thought of painting a door black or painting the light fixtures.
I'm impressed!
Posted by: crookedeyebrow | 05 June 2008 at 09:43 PM
Seriously, where do you get off having enough energy to paint your freaking door, shutters and light fixtures? KNOCK IT OFF. You're making the rest of us look bad.
Posted by: milk&honey | 05 June 2008 at 10:06 PM
Tastefully Simple caramel is the devil's food. I put it in my coffee, I dunk apples in it, but mostly I just eat it straight from the jar!
Posted by: glamgranola | 05 June 2008 at 10:09 PM
You're amazing. I love your just-do-it attitude with home improvements. I wish I had your energy and creativity!!
Posted by: HollowSquirrel | 07 June 2008 at 08:34 AM
One tip...make sure all is cleared up when renters leave your house at the end of the lease before sending them their security deposit. Just saying. Oh, make sure they paid all their utilities the entire time they lived in your house.
Posted by: Amy W | 09 June 2008 at 01:46 PM
Gah, all I did while I was pregnant was eat and complain!
I love the new fixtures and the new color!
Posted by: Rachel | 09 June 2008 at 04:28 PM
You will be coming to paint MY house once the deal is sealed, yes? :)
Posted by: Frema | 10 June 2008 at 05:32 AM