And so it begins...
The baby's room has been a major stopping point for me lately. I just can't seem to get my nest on! Well not any more! As some of you know we had mold growing in that room. I was super upset and demanded the invader be neutralized immediately! After cutting out the affected area, fixing the leak, drying it out, sterilizing it, mudding, taping, texturing, and priming we had a new wall and could start putting the baby's room together. After all of Jesse's hard work I got to pick out the paint and get going. So I picked out the paint, got the rollers, taped the trim and.... just couldn't get started. I have been discouraged about my house lately. I haven't been able to do any projects because we have been so busy with everything else. HOW am I suppose to get anything done?
Yesterday that all changed. Jesse had started painting the higher parts of the room about a week ago and yesterday I entered Charlie's barren domain and knocked out the whole thing. I got the base color done and now get to tape stripes so we can diversify his room with a complimentary color. I also got little jungle animal wall stickers to put around his room. Next I raided craigslist and found some shelves that are just the right hight for $10. We picked those up today. Ollie has been so good about letting me work! Tomorrow I tape the stripes and paint the dresser if I have time. Don't worry, pictures will be posted once the project is complete:)
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Read more...Life is all about making choices
This morning I woke up with a cloud over my head and tears in my eyes. The third trimester hormone roller coaster is not my favorite ride and this morning I hit a low. Thanks to a super busy weekend plus Monday with NO regular exercise I was in bed ignoring my children and trying not to cry.
I assessed the day and realized that something had to give. I belong to a wonderful group of professional photographers that go out and shoot for fun once a month. It's great doing what I love for a living but I find myself avoiding my camera when I am busy with jobs. I don't go out to shoot just because as much. That is what this group is for:) An outlet of creativity. We were suppose to be doing a shoot today up in Elfin Forest. I decided my mental state and my children's happiness were more important than shooting. I texted my apologies, from my bed, and attempted to start the day. After getting upset about Frank not getting dress and Ollie punching Frank where the sun don't shine I found myself standing in the middle of the kitchen with both boys on time out. From there I had to make another choice. Do I forge through till tonight when I have to teach water aerobics to get my endorphine boost and shake off the day or do I go to the gym this morning and shake off the day before it begins?? I finally got the boys settled down to breakfast and Ollie asks me for his Slurpee. What? You mean the one that you finished 95% of so I tossed the rest? Yup, that would be the one. As my son fought back unconsolable tears about his loss I decided I needed to get the heck out of dodge as soon as possible. Jesse came home from work and took over with the boys. I took off. I drove down the road listening to yet more coverage of the Osama Bin Laden killing/burial/conspiracy(really?) on NPR. I laughed as the interviewer asked "so what do you think people feel over the death of Obama?" Whoops! Guess we knew what was on her mind. I got to the gym, retrieved my googles and cap and shoved my stuff into a locker that I never lock. I must still have some faith in the general public. Heading for the pool, I just prayed I wouldn't have to share a lane this morning. I wanted to be selfish for a half an hour. I wasn't in the mood for slow people or breathing in others wake! Whew, one open. I pulled on my cap, adjusted my goggles and started. The workout was nothing to shout about but it was finally me time. The noise blocking water with little to no thoughts running through my head was awesome. After about a half an hour I had to call it quits. I know my body's limits and teaching tonight meant I had to take it easy this morning. As I showered and got ready I realized how lucky I was to have had the opportunity to "do over" the day. I feel better and know that my day will not be what it could have been. Am I still emotional? Yes. Am I in control? I am now.
Eye makeup remover that really takes off your makeup? Now that is just crazy
I know what you are thinking skeptical you: An eye make up remover that actually removes my make up? That is a myth. Everyone knows it doesn't exsist. Or does it?
All you ladies know what I am talking about. We use the gook from the store to remove the make up from around our eyes, wash our face, and then when we dry our face we see two marks on our towel where our eyes have been. The remains of our makeup as we remove the rest of our mascara. Then I usually have to go back and put more gook on a q-tip to swipe under neath my eyes and rub my eyelashes all over again. I skip washing my whole face a second time because I am afraid of another pair of black mini caterpillars residing on my towel indefinitely. By the time I am done with my face washing and moisturizing routine my eyes feel irritated by the amount of work I put them through.
ENTER: Sei Bella dual eye make up remover
Ideas, snippets, and then gone
That is what my brain has been doing lately when it comes to blogging. I want to write about what is going on and what I have been thinking about but anytime I think of something clever or thought provoking I am in the middle of my day. By the time I sit down to chill in front of my computer and blog I forgot what was so funny, cute, or cool and sit in front of the keys staring at the screen. I think part of it has to do with me being pregnant. I have a problem with racing thoughts too... and run on sentences... and unfinished stories...and ouch baby stop kicking so hard. Man I need some tums.
"What was I going to say again?"



