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My house is currently very quiet. How delightful.

I am practically rolling around in the quiet, much like my dog does in Edward’s dirty shirts and socks. I want to be covered in quiet, I want the stank of quiet all over me.

Yesterday was a long day, one which was the capper on a long week. Not long work-wise, just long life-wise. It was such a long and exhausting week, in fact, that Edward poured us each a shot of vodka once Wee Beastie was asleep. Couldn’t have told you the last time I did a shot in my own place if you paid me money…

20 minutes later and 1/2 a Strong Bow later, I was done for the night. It was about 8:40. And this morning I had a wee hangover. Ha! Hilarious, eh?

Yesterday was bookmarked with vomit and punctuated with diarrhea (V-related). And crying. And snot. But also no fevers or any other signs of anything else going on. Another mysterious, (probably) daycare related incident.

I did a lot of laundry. We all slept poorly. The upstairs is still a bit stinky…

And today we were super busy: Epcot, Harvest festival in Oakland and then another at Vincent’s school. Several temper tantrums in the later half of the day, a disappointing lack of interest in dinner, a quick bed-time and one slightly warm hotdog eaten over the sink with cheese whizz and I am finally quiet in my soul.

And almost quiet in my mind too.

Mmmmmm…. night night…

xoxo a.m.

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Swift Thoughts

Despite my assurances to post with a little more regularity, I have yet to really do it. I am clearly ‘not making an effort’.

I feel like I am. I think about it constantly. I also think about other things constantly. I blame those other things, getting in the way of me writing about whatever. Damn you other things!

One of those other things is the bag of craft supplies that are in my downstairs closet. This bag contains all the things one needs to craft a pint-size cowboy vest and belt for a 2 year old who will be dressed as a cowboy (just like Woody) for Halloween. It’s been in the closet for about a month now. I have good intentions. I really do. So there’s that…

The only veggie V will currently eat are peas. Despite my good intentions with broccoli, zucchini and other things of a green nature. This is very frustrating. Must make balanced meals. MUST. This too….

I started Christmas shopping.

I am runningĀ  5 k in 1 1/2 weeks.

Edward will be 35 in 2 1/2 weeks. I have a plan. A plan that I am over thinking.

I have hardwood floors now and have to sweep them every 2 seconds.

Vince is almost 2 1/2.

I had a dream the other night that I was pregnant.

I’m not pregnant.

See? Too much on my mind. Vegetables, babies, running, Halloween, Christmas.

Pictures to follow of Vince in his cowboy costume. Please passionately admire them…

xoxo a.m.


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Renewing my library card seriously was the best thing I’ve done in a long time. Vince and I went a few weeks ago (remember the super-poo incident?), but didn’t get a chance to actually take out any books until last Monday.

Vince had so much fun looking at books and movies. We picked up a ‘Mouse’ movie and a ‘Dinosaur’ movie. I chose a few books (that Vince has since decided that he hates and throws a fit when I try to read them to him). Such a picky child. Not at all like his mother.

And surprisingly, I managed to get 2 books for myself. Vince and I did a march through the stacks. And actual march. Holding hands and high-stepping. It was the only way I was able to look at adult books. Randomly I ran across 2 I wanted to read. Hallelujah!

This is what I have been reading. Do you care? Of course you do! I read everything. How I find time to fit it in with a two year old? No idea, but damn it, I always will.

1) The whole entire Hunger Game series by Suzanne Collins. This is addicting at its best. Extremely hard to put down. Edward actually bribed the librarian at his school into getting the 3rd installment and I had to read it extra fast. Which was what I was doing anyways. It was hard to ignore the whip that he was cracking over my shoulders while he chanted ‘read read read’, but I did finish it in one day…

2) The Beach Street Knitting Society and Yarn Club by Gil McNeil. My mother-in-law lent this to me, not a library find, but I did run across the sequel to it while Vince and I were marching (Needles and Pearls). British novels about knitting! I mean honestly, she might as well have just emailed me and asked me what I want her to write about. Deliciously engaging and will completely make you want to knit.

3) An Echo in the Bone by Diana Gabaldon. Can you say guilty pleasure? Time traveling, hot Scottish lords and, well, so many unbelievable things happening at once that you routinely think “what on earth?” while you keep reading. And then pick up the next book. And the one after that. Haven’t read it yet. It’s waiting for me.

4) Fly Away Home by Jennifer Weiner. I adore this woman’s writing style. It’s extremely refreshing, very heartfelt, witty and charming. *Love* This one is also waiting for me, it might be my latest ‘read in V room while he falls asleep’ book.

Vince is not reading books by Doreen Cronin. They are currently not being read in his room and have been not read for about 2 weeks now. I imagine they will continue to not be read this week and then I’ll return them to get some more books he will also not read. Perhaps ones that he’ll scream things like “Vincent no like. No like this one!!!!!!!” at and throw on the floor.

Oh the trials and tribulations of a reading family…

xoxo a.m.


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Food Coma

Yesterday in 2 words? Food coma.

It’s true. It was an all day affair, mostly by accident.

During Sunday night, V had a major nighttime hysteria. He woke up shrieking, sounding just terrified. My alarm clock said 11:00. I had foolishly stayed up past 10 pm (which is just lame to even admit that it’s too late for me… ignore me). I hadn’t been asleep for too long and that seemed to be a disadvantage to me waking up.

Finally, I noticed what was going on in the other room and went to get the shriek monster. Oh my, was he ever upset. Tear tracks down his little plump cheeks. Gasping. Still crying. Ugh.

“Are you ok?”

“Ok Mummy”.

“Whats wrong?”

“So sacr”.

“What? What honey?”

“So sacr”.

He was ‘so scared’. Of the dark. Oh my god, how awful. Neither of us slept well after that. He was afraid to go back to his room, he kicked me when he was in our bed and so finally we went back to his room where I whispered things like this to him…

“Tomorrow? After we sleep and wake up? You and Mummy are going to get waffles”.

“Yes! Ok!”

“And then? We are going to go to the library and look at books”.

“Yes Mummy. Lie-bawee! Ok!”

“And the we’ll snuggles and watch a movie? Ok? Ok. Vincent go night-nights because Mummy and Vincent have a busy day tomorrow!”

“Ok Mummy. Sleepy sleeps…”

And so we started our day off with waffles at Waffle House. So. Good. I ate bacon (diet be damned!). I ate Vincent’s bacon too. He got mad at me and said “No Mummy! Mine!” and then I felt a wee bit embarrassed. But whatever, he’s two and I’m the Mummy. I can steal his bacon if I so desire…

And then we went home, I made pumpkin pie and prepped dinner. And forgot to eat. So on our way to pick up the last few things for dinner, we stopped at McDonald’s and shared french fries (with a lot of ketchup and a diet coke… (I told you this was the day my diet f’d off…).

And then I ate roast beef, roasted potatoes, gravy, yorkshire pudding and pumpkin pie with whipped cream and Talenti Tahitian vanilla gelato. Dude.

Food coma. I never eat food like this. Especially not in the last month. I am being rather strict about what I eat. And drink. and eat. Very strict actually. And with good results, as so far I’ve lost about 10 pounds. Holla!

(Although after last nights dinner, I probably gained it all back)

I slept like crap. So did Edward (surprisingly for a vampire). Too much food. And V slept like crap too (although he hated everything I made and had yogurt and jello for dinner, so it wasn’t the food). It was the first night using a night-light to illuminate the room and apparently that is an open invitation to wake Mummy up multiple times while Daddy sleeps on oblivious (as all of them do) to everything…

Tonight I am apparently having Food Coma Part Deux. But perhaps I will have better luck in the sleep department? Or a certain small person will??

Off to drift away on my pumpkin pie pillow dreaming of properly risen Yorkshire puddings delicately laced with gravy…

xoxo a.m.

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Sunday evening

Sunday night and I am home, on the couch, enjoying a quiet evening. Edward had a lot of school prep work this weekend and Vince and I spent a lot of busy time together.

Not that I don’t love every second I spend with him, but I also enjoy those times when he goes to bed early and I quietly read, knit, watch Project Runway etc and decompress.

I have the day off tomorrow. It’s Columbus Day down here but Thanksgiving up in my favorite Northern country. Last year, I attempted to celebrate it, but we spend part of the weekend in After Hours Pediatric care and the rest pumping V full of Tama-Flu and having him throw up on me.

So it’s Thanksgiving redux here tomorrow night. My day off will be spent making a roast beef dinner with yorkshire puddings, baking a pumpkin pie and taking V out for waffles at WaffleHouse (that fine upstanding Southern institution). It will be a busy, but very satisfying day. (Hopefully there will be no vomiting)

As for life over here right now? Oh lots of things going on… V is firmly anti-veg right now and I am trying to not make a huge issue of it, slipping them in when I can. He cried the other night when I gave him broccoli and cheese. Ha! Actual tears! A big ol’ pouty face and the phrase “Vincent no like it!! Vincent no like it!!!!!!!”

So broccoli is out of the picture right now, but peas and corn seem to be ok still. Food on a stick is a popular item in out house right now too.

Initially, anything that I put on a stick was devoured. I did a chicken tender covered in Almond butter (peanut allergy improv) and it was inhaled. I did a hot dog. evaporated.

Elated, I got a bit ballsy and tried kebabs with veggies. Now I should also admit that I bragged about him eating. To several people. Prior to the kebab incident.

And I believe that was my downfall… If there had been no bragging, I am convinced that the kebab would have been eatten…

As it were, that darn sentence made a reappearance “Vincent no like it. NO LIKE IT!!” and that was followed quickly by “Hotdog stick please. Please Daddy.” And so Daddy made him a hotdog on a stick and it was inhaled. Followed by a large helping of saffron rice (didn’t know he liked this, but am rather pleased).

We also hate the potty… (not even going to worry about this, just thought I’d mention it). His vocabulary is growing with leaps and bounds and his interest in books remains undiminished (this makes me so happy, you don’t even really know).

What a hodgepodge of a post this evening…

Teeny wee update and I am trying to make more of an effort to post a bit more frequently. Life seems extra busy these days. Just the way I like it…

xoxo a.m.

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Click me for deliciousness

One of my lovely Mummy friends posted a cookie recipe last Friday.

Now let me just say that we are not a big ‘sweet’ family. Well, actually, that’s a lie. We are. And we have no self-control. And so we control it by not purchasing ‘those’ types of things, otherwise Edward and I would be a million pounds. A MILLION. And this is not an exaggeration.

I was checking out the link to the recipe and got happily sucked into the whole site. Glossy photos of food, charming writing with witty anecdotes, yummy looking recipes. I mean really, how much more interesting could it get?

So on a whim I bought the cookie ingredients on Friday during my lunch hour. I never buy a bag of M&M’s. Never. In fact, just the act of buying them made my whole body quiver in anticipation of sugar, chocolate and forbidden cookies.

“Edward, I’m baking cookies tonight, so take your time coming home with V”, I said during my frantic drive home. Frantic because of my precious cargo. and I don’t mean V (he was with Daddy).

“I’ll be home at midnight. Bake all you want. In fact, bake all I want, which is a lot…” he said. Or at least it was something to that effect.

Oh M&M’s, how you completed my last Friday night.

I baked sheet after sheet of cookies. Our house smelled mouthwateringly good. I ate maybe a bit too much cookie dough, because I was kind of bouncing off the walls when the boys rolled in.

F* me these cookies were good. I skipped the peanut butter chips (V’s allergy) but added coconut which added a nice extra texture layer to the finished product.

So thanks Cari for sharing. Not only have you introduced me to another great read, but the boys are in LOVE with the cookies. And I have somehow been coerced into baking 40 tomorrow night for some teacher meeting for the big E.

xoxo a.m.

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