The Daily Toilings Of A Part Time Stay At Home Mom

Alright, all of my family already know this and possibly some of my friends, but I am a true pussy when it comes to illness.  I mean MOST normal people do not enjoy getting sick.  Not only do I not enjoy being sick I hate it when anyone remotely near me or potentially near me is sick.  If I have been around you and I find out you have come down with something shortly after we have had contact, I will spend the next week convincing myself that I surely contracted whatever E bola virus you have been stricken with.  I feel a sense of doom usually reserved for people recently diagnosed with terminal illness.  SERIOUS, SEVERE, GOD AWFUL, PIT IN THE STOMACH (first sign of stomach illness BTW) FEAR.  It is debilitating. I can tell you in all honesty that when I was 7 months pregnant with Noah I suddenly realized that this precious, untouched, germless baby was going to be born and someday would get sick and puke.  PUKE, I said it, the one thing besides sn...

It is no secret that I love thrift.  Second hand?  Sure.  Yard sales?  Bring it.  Free trash  treasure on the side of the road?  Yes sir!  Flea markets?  Couldn't think of a better way to spend a Sunday.  I have no issue whatsoever admitting that I am cheap.  Hell, I don't even think of it as cheap...I fancy myself smarter then the average bear!  Until it comes to several items.  This list will contain some of the things I keep buying cheaply and over and over again.  They always disappoint in some massive, catastrophic way and therefore lead to gigantic arguments when husband discovers that, yet again, I have bought dollar store deodorant, or god forbid...trash bags. I will begin with trash bags.  Every time I go to the dollar tree I have memory loss when I reach the trash bags. Each trip I take I inevitably leave with a box.  The lesson in what gargantuan pieces of shit they are was learned when we...

Anybody that has known me for about 15 minutes could tell you that I am not A) athletic or B) competitive.  Not that I don't exercise but I don't like things like races, sports, gyms (come on we all know they're judging) and basically all things done in groups or teams.  Now that being established I would like to take you back about two months ago.  My husband calls me from work (amazing since I normally do all the calling during the day to scream about how much I hate  love my children).  He had called to ask me if I would be interested in participating in a canoe race on the Charles river.  It had something to do with cleaning it up...the river that is.  My immediate response was a emphatic NO.  "No thank you, what time will you be home?  I think I am going to kill the kids."  Those were my exact words but I could tell he was let down that I was not as pumped up about this new endeavor.  Granted I am sitting home with his two scr...

On Monday I made a trip to Target for diapers and checked out with almost 200 dollars worth of...what I lovingly call CRAP.  Well I won't say it was all crap just yet because I scored a little table for 30 bucks marked down from 100.  So what if the first thing my husband asked me when he saw it was if I wanted to get some blow.  I was damn sick of him thinking I was trying to put the moves on every time I leaned over him to get a tissue or put my glasses on the  nightstand which was on HIS side of the bed.  I wanted a night table and damn it I got one.  It was the only table I have seen that was small enough and low enough and cheap enough for our slanted ceiling bedroom. The blue light bulb is a mistake.  Damn LED lights. Although it cast a glow that sorta makes you look like a corpse in the dark soooo that is not creepy at all right? Also, Dov and I have started a little love affair with Amherst Earth Materials and spend pretty much all our fr...

So this weekend we tackled a project that I have wanted to accomplish since we moved into our house almost a year and a half ago.  MY CLOSET!  I kid you not when I say I had wardrobe boxes and 3 LARGE laundry baskets still filled with clothes from the move.  I had NO clue what the heck I owned.  My house (being old as dirt) has very small and limited closet space, one of the downfalls of loving antique homes.  My closet was the exception though.  There was plenty of space, since my room was an addition added on some time in the mid 80's.  The problem was that it had been poorly laid out.  There was just one l-o-n-g hanging rack and lots of dead space.  To add to the problem the room has slanted ceilings on both sides, therefore large bureaus and wardrobes were out of the question.  I had to hang literally every single article of clothing I owned...which of course I wouldn't do and most often I would just leave it folded in the laundry b...

Around Christmas this year I decided that the baby weight excuse was out the window.  Slowly and steadily I have been chipping away at the excess baggage that two 8 lb babies and lots of trapped in the house boredom had created.  I am happy to report the results are finally noticeable to me.  Sorry for the Facebook body shots but this is more of a motivation for me to keep going then anything else.  Hey I have to pat myself on the back sometimes folks. *pat, pat* This is one of the pictures that let me see how out of hand this little "weight" thing had gotten.  August 2011. February 2012 March 2012

When I was a teenager there were people who would tell me that as I got older all those pesky teenage problems like acne would eventually get better and in some cases clear up completely.  Not here. Nope. Since turning 30 it seems that my skin has decided it wants to have its cake and eat it too. Wrinkles (albeit not quite noticeably deep) sure, why not?  Zits to rival a 15 year old, absolutely!  WHAT GIVES?  We already know that I was blessed with freckles which over time I have come to accept and even at times enjoy but zits and wrinkles??!!  Come on already! I seriously need some advice.  I do everything right. I buy the oil free products, mineral makeup, wash my face diligently morning and night and still every single month, without fail, I am battling at least 2 major breakouts.  Pro-activ works. Yes it does.  It also dries out your lips and bleaches the shiznit out of every single towel in your bathroom.  Th...