I don’t care who you are, where you’ve been, don’t know what you’ve done, as long as you keep wearing matching outfits and singing about love 

Apr 29, 2017

After nine years of marriage, Bryan tends to get tired of my super well-curated Missy Higgins station on Pandora, so yesterday when we were driving around a bunch he switched it to my Simon and Garfunkle station, but the songs on there are mostly songs I either love or hate, so after I ran out of skips I finally switched it to my *NSYNC station, which is both hilarious and familiar and has the added charm of making me feel like I’m at a middle school dance. Not to mention the added Seinfeld-esque comedy bonus of Bryan saying, “Hey, I know this song!” at the beginning of almost every single song. 

I just started this station a month or so ago. I never cared about boy bands (or popular music in general) growing up (ok or still even now), but it’s fun to listen to old songs sometimes. 

Also, the more I listen to them, the more I can’t help thinking that, based on the content of their songs, they would have either made really great boyfriends or just really pathetic/annoying stalkers. Like, I’m all for love, but sometimes you just gotta get over the girl and move on, ya know? 

I should also note that when I say *NSYNC what I really mean is *NSYNC/Backstreet Boys because (with the exception of “Backstreet’s Back Alright” where they say the name of their band IN the song) I can never tell the difference between the two. I had friends in middle school/high school who were nuts for one and anti the other and I honestly don’t know how they could even tell which one was which or remember who was in which band. All I know is that Justin Timberlake was in *NSYNC and that Lance Bass came out as being gay, but even still I don’t remember which band he was in. 

Anyway, here’s to some old 90’s jams, may they rest/live on in peace. 

Things we did today

Apr 28, 2017

This is the first weekend in weeks that Bryan actually has both Friday and Saturday off and it feels glorious and magical to not have to try to cram an entire weekend into one day. Whoop! And, to make it that much better, we have relatively no agenda, which means today we just did whatever sounded fun. Such as…

  • Going as an entire family to Olivia’s dentist appointment–just because we could (and also to let Felix see what it’s like to get your teeth cleaned)
  • Going to the thrift store
  • Buying a good table and chairs at the thrift store (planning to paint them, but it’s a good, solid set and it was even way cheaper than IKEA)
  • Driving all the way to Bryan’s parents’ house to pick something up
  • And then going to my favorite local fabric shop since we were already out there
  • Letting the kids watch lots of shows this evening while Bry went back to pick up the table in his car and I was upstairs finally (!!) working on my quiet page kits
  • Running errands by myself (without kids!) tonight
  • Watching shows until late

And we still get a whole other day of weekend to enjoy tomorrow! 

Good things

Apr 27, 2017

  • Doctors who listen
  • Friends who watch your kids and feed them donuts
  • The way Felix says “I wuv you too, Mommy” even when he’s saying it first
  • Olivia’s love of reading
  • Bryan having his first real weekend off in weeks
  • Sleep

Both

Apr 26, 2017

I want to remember today both for the terrible morning I had feeling sick and battling the doctor’s office and for the idyllic afternoon an evening I had with the kids. Both for the courage it took to keep asking and asking and fighting for the medical care I so desperately need and for the kindness of strangers who were gentle and kind and sincerely willing to help, whether it was making extra calls on my behalf or offering a bag for our books when I was juggling a three year old in temporary melt-down mode. It’s so easy to fall into the rut or the high of whatever a day shows up with first thing, but I want to remember that today was both. Both hard and good. And that when things turn sour it doesn’t have to stay that way. That I can work for more days like that in the future. 

Daily routine 

Apr 25, 2017

Living my days like:

  • Wake up
  • Eat eggs I’m sick of
  • Hungry 
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Check blood sugar
  • Eat lame snack that everyone on diets thinks looks good and I’m like bah
  • Hungry 
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Bryan tries to be nice and offers me a ham sandwich but they haven’t sounded good in weeks (feels like lifetimes) so I eat a random assortment of foods that add up to 60 carbs
  • Hungry
  • Hungry 
  • Want chocolate
  • Want cookies
  • Want to eat an entire cake
  • Sigh
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Check blood sugar
  • Force down another snack
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Try to distract myself with other things but mostly just
  • Hungry
  • Try to hold off long enough to have dinner with the fam but can’t because
  • Hungry
  • Eat weird dinner -or- eat normal dinner and don’t get enough food but either way
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Would kill for georgia mud fudge
  • And oreos with pb
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Sick of 2 hour timer
  • Check blood sugar
  • Half heartedly ask Bryan to make me my nightly choc banana pb fake ice cream
  • Simultaneously eat fake ice cream while silently despairing that it’s not going to fill me up until breakfast tomorrow but I’d rather be hungry than eat another egg or random piece of meat or something
  • Take pill to keep blood sugar low next morning
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Hungry
  • Brush teeth
  • Go to bed

Needless to say, I wasn’t that surprised when I stepped on the scale this morning and saw that I’d lost three pounds since I started this a couple weeks ago. Which would be great if I wasn’t pregnant and in my third trimester and supposed to be gaining weight. Almost like I’m not getting enough food or something. (eye roll) Hoping they’ll transfer my records quickly so I’ll be able to get in to see the new doctor sometime this week and hopefully get this all figured out. In the mean time, if you need me I’ll just be pretending I’m not thinking about food. 

Moving on

Apr 24, 2017

Well, I finally tried to switch doctors today. I had kind of given up on it, mostly due to lack of energy, but after mentioning to one of my sister’s last night that I didn’t love my doctor’s office, she reminded me that it would be worth the effort to look for better care, so this morning I took her advice and looked up online reviews and figured out who my insurance covers and went in to a new office to sign the form to have my medical records released. Hopefully that will all be taken care of in the next couple of days so I can be seen by the new office later this week. Guess we’ll see. Continue reading

Oh well

Apr 23, 2017

I wrote a post earlier today and then took it down, though I think it got emailed out to subscribers anyway. Whoops. It just felt too pitiful and negative. Anyway, it’s late and I need to get to bed. Guess I’ll try again tomorrow. 

Stuck

Apr 22, 2017

It happens more during the in between phases. And especially when I don’t have a business to run or some other real and productive thing to keep me busy. I start feeling stuck in the house.  Continue reading

Things that make me feel awesome

Apr 21, 2017

  • brushing my teeth sometime before it’s actually time to climb into bed
  • writing on my blog before bedtime
  • fresh sheets
  • getting all the laundry folded and put away on the same day it was washed (bonus points if I got Bryan’s dress shirts hung up right after the dryer buzzed so they don’t get all wrinkled)
  • taking a shower
  • doing the budget
  • having completely clean kitchen counter tops

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Carrots and lies and trophies and charts

Apr 20, 2017

You guys I’m so tired. I can’t even think straight. I asked Bryan for ideas of what to write about and he just started talking to me for the millionth time about how carrots don’t actually help your eyesight. Which is an interesting enough anecdote about WW2, but maybe not if you’re married to an optometrist and you’ve already heard it a bazillion times. (P.S. I just looked over at Bryan and he was on his phone and I asked him what he was doing and he really was looking up that story again.)  Continue reading